<?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-2238478467618453759</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:52:10.309-07:00</updated><category term='Trixie'/><category term='Grandchildren'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='Home Improvement'/><category term='Baptism'/><category term='Emotions'/><category term='4-H'/><category term='Doctor'/><category term='Smithfield 1st Ward 150th Anniversary'/><category term='Grandma'/><category term='organization'/><category term='Siblings Dinner'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='Meals'/><category term='Tyler'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Scrapbooking'/><category term='Thankful Thursday'/><category term='Court'/><category term='Crafts'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Health Days'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Todd'/><category term='Missionary'/><category term='Work'/><category term='All About Me'/><category term='Horses'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Sewing'/><category term='School'/><category term='Service'/><category term='Running'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Kody'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Sept 11'/><category term='FHE'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='Gardening'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='Gratitude'/><category term='Basketball'/><category term='Decorating'/><category term='Kara'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Laundry'/><category term='Neighbors'/><category term='Scouts'/><category term='Randon Ideas'/><category term='Life in General'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='July 4th'/><category term='Piano'/><category term='Football'/><category term='discouragement'/><category term='cleaning'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Kara's Krazy Days</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-2964920737436386815</id><published>2012-01-21T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T20:03:01.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Football Fall 2011</title><content type='html'>Blogging took a very, very far back seat the past several months.&amp;nbsp; Time has become a very precious item for me and getting the basics done became more important that anything else.&amp;nbsp; However, in the future I would be very sad if I didn't record some of our exciting times.&amp;nbsp; So hang on tight for a recap of fall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent many many hours with these people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7gmZ6hgTc4A/TxtzRzmw_0I/AAAAAAAAAqs/94nEk3GV-W8/s1600/SV+Varsity+Team+Photo+08152011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7gmZ6hgTc4A/TxtzRzmw_0I/AAAAAAAAAqs/94nEk3GV-W8/s320/SV+Varsity+Team+Photo+08152011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MwlV9Z4ncK4/TxtzhmhOkgI/AAAAAAAAAq0/I-yuYnzqTLI/s1600/Tyler+vs+Hillcrest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MwlV9Z4ncK4/TxtzhmhOkgI/AAAAAAAAAq0/I-yuYnzqTLI/s320/Tyler+vs+Hillcrest.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l1sYCJUwNJI/Txtzu5OMuZI/AAAAAAAAAq8/kcYLvnkQH8U/s1600/092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l1sYCJUwNJI/Txtzu5OMuZI/AAAAAAAAAq8/kcYLvnkQH8U/s320/092.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And some of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGYzboG95FM/Txt0U9Vmk-I/AAAAAAAAArM/wpZpehgsc64/s1600/Tyler+vs+Roy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGYzboG95FM/Txt0U9Vmk-I/AAAAAAAAArM/wpZpehgsc64/s320/Tyler+vs+Roy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler worked hard during the summer and given the opportunity to play varsity football for Sky View this past fall.&amp;nbsp; Due to some poor choices by one of the senior lineman, Tyler was able to start on&amp;nbsp;the defensive line againist Northridge on August 19, 2011.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NkYiDAL1G9w/Txt0auMxgYI/AAAAAAAAArU/yrkV_3zwWKQ/s1600/Tyler+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NkYiDAL1G9w/Txt0auMxgYI/AAAAAAAAArU/yrkV_3zwWKQ/s320/Tyler+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWzMNllcmTw/Txt07L4mH0I/AAAAAAAAArc/eIPX5IoP8XM/s1600/SVvsNorthridge68.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWzMNllcmTw/Txt07L4mH0I/AAAAAAAAArc/eIPX5IoP8XM/s320/SVvsNorthridge68.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As a mom, I was so nervous, excited, worried, happy, sick to my stomach, excited, worried, happy, sick to my stomach that whole day.&amp;nbsp; It was my 41st birthday, but I wanted it to be a special day for Tyler.&amp;nbsp; I will always have another birthday but Tyler won't ever start his very first varsity game again.&amp;nbsp; Yes, he did start other games but not the very first one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Todd and I talked a lot the weeks leading up to this game and as we could see what was happening.&amp;nbsp; We wondered how did our 14 year old (who was playing little league the fall before) end up on the starting defensive line.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I worried every game as he lined up againist some big kids that he would get hurt or worried if he could hold his own but every week Tyler got better and stronger.&amp;nbsp; Tyler has a strong love and desire for football.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also was concerned about how the upper classmen would accept Tyler but he was accepted openly and developed some strong friendship bonds during the season.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was concerned about a 14 year old hanging out with 18 year old seniors.&amp;nbsp; I think often times because of Tyler's size we all forget his is only 14 years old.&amp;nbsp; One day after varsity practice and basketball camp, he wanted to go back to Sky View to practice football with the freshman.&amp;nbsp; I asked him why and his response was "That's where my friends are."&amp;nbsp; It was a good reminder for me that mentally he is still 14 - even though he's 6'3" tall and 260 pounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One experience I don't ever want to forget happened at Box Elder during a JV game.&amp;nbsp; There was just a few minutes left in the game and Casey Shaw, a sophomore who played the D line also, got hurt.&amp;nbsp; After the coaches assessed the situation, they decided to call for an ambulance.&amp;nbsp; The coach came over to the sideline and was telling the team what was happening.&amp;nbsp; The next thing I remember seeing was the entire JV team on their knees praying for their teammate.&amp;nbsp; For me, that was a very touching sight to see.&amp;nbsp; I remember being so grateful for the young man who had the courage to stand up in front of his football buddies and&amp;nbsp;acknowledge our Heavenly Father's power and suggest they pray.&amp;nbsp; I was grateful that Tyler was part of that experience and I hope he will also remember the powerful message that it sent to those of us in the stands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;During football season, we played JV on Thursday afternoons and Varsity on Friday nights.&amp;nbsp; On a few rare occassions, Tyler was asked to play with the Freshman on Wednesday afternoons.&amp;nbsp; I didn't know how he would ever have enough strength and energy to play 3 games a week.&amp;nbsp; I also worried that when he played the freshman game, he was taking some young man's spot who had practiced long and hard for that game.&amp;nbsp; Tyler had 2 other games he could play that week, but the boys who's spot he took at the Freshman game didn't have any other games to play.&amp;nbsp; After explaining that to Tyler, he understood and didn't play too many more Freshman games.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on football season, it was fabulous!&amp;nbsp; It was busy and we lived on the road and ate out way too much but we have some great memories of Sky View Football 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Looking forward to Sky View Football 2012!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-2964920737436386815?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2964920737436386815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=2964920737436386815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2964920737436386815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2964920737436386815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2012/01/football-fall-2011.html' title='Football Fall 2011'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7gmZ6hgTc4A/TxtzRzmw_0I/AAAAAAAAAqs/94nEk3GV-W8/s72-c/SV+Varsity+Team+Photo+08152011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-4845578842998514659</id><published>2012-01-21T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T20:25:28.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day School August 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler 9th Grade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;North Cache Middle School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kody 6th Grade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;White Pine Middle School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;June 9-11 USU Basketball Camp for Tyler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;June 13-17 UVU Basketball Camp for Tyler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;June 13-15 Utah Summer Games for Kody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;June 24-25 Sky View Team Camp for Tyler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all watched Tyler, Braxton and Hayden play at USU for 3 days then spent Saturday night&amp;nbsp;washing uniforms, basketball shorts, tshirts, and socks and packed it all in suitcases and Kody and I&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;headed south Sunday afternoon for the Utah Summer Games, Tyler left early Monday morning for Provo, and Todd stayed home to work and keep things in line at home.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kody and I had a great time in Cedar City - I hated not being together as a family but Kody and I had fun together and with his team.&amp;nbsp; Kody's team struggled Monday and Tuesday ending up 0-4.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;In their division there were 2 superior teams and 3 so-so teams.&amp;nbsp; The way the bracket was set up, Kody's team should have been done playing on Tuesday night so we were headed to Provo Wednesday morning to watch Tyler for the rest of the week.&amp;nbsp; Scott and Bo were looking at the bracket and decided to purpose a new bracket set-up to the Summer Games committee.&amp;nbsp; It was obvious who would end up in the gold/silver game, so let them play their game and then let the other 3 teams have their own little playoff for the bronze medal.&amp;nbsp; Well of course that was great with the other two teams -- they just cleaned our clock and it gave each of them one more game -- so why not?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look who came home with the Bronze?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YSJ6yYxQNrY/TijlA-CnscI/AAAAAAAAAps/vY-OhpK4nWQ/s1600/June+2011+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YSJ6yYxQNrY/TijlA-CnscI/AAAAAAAAAps/vY-OhpK4nWQ/s320/June+2011+034.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gaHJnS6S0-0/TijktYkT5LI/AAAAAAAAApo/E_czff4pksY/s1600/June+2011+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gaHJnS6S0-0/TijktYkT5LI/AAAAAAAAApo/E_czff4pksY/s320/June+2011+035.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We played the first game at 3:30 Wednesday afternoon, given our previous 2 days record I thought we'll be on the road to Provo by 5:00 and that should put us there by 7:30 or so.&amp;nbsp; Nope, we won the 3:30 game so we now play at 6:30,&amp;nbsp; again I should be able to hit the road by 8 and arrive in Provo at 10:30﻿.&amp;nbsp; We won the 6:30 game and headed over for the medal ceremony.&amp;nbsp; I was really happy for these boys.&amp;nbsp; They worked hard and forgot the past and played great ball!&amp;nbsp; We were ready to head to Provo at 9:00pm.&amp;nbsp; For some of you this wouldn't be a problem, for Kara this was a real problem!&amp;nbsp; I'm usually getting ready to go to bed at 9:00 not drive in the dark for 2 1/2 hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those of us who were heading north (a few smarter parents booked an extra night in Cedar City -- note to self for next year -- book an extra night in Cedar City!) we caravaned together planning to stop in Nephi to grab a bite to eat.&amp;nbsp; Being the only driver in my car, I was nervous.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, we have the power of prayer to call upon when needed.&amp;nbsp; I prayed that I would be alert and be able to stay awake and arrive safely in Provo.&amp;nbsp; Plans changed at we ended up stopping in Fillmore for about 45 minutes at 10:30 for dinner at the Burger King.&amp;nbsp; Heavenly Father did bless Kody and I, when we arrived in our hotel room in Provo the clock said 12:48am, but I was still very awake (without any caffeine!).&amp;nbsp; I know we were watched over, protected and blessed traveling that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But of course, I get a text from Tyler saying he has an 8:00AM game!&amp;nbsp; Since we didn't get to Provo in time to watch his games on Wednesday there was no way I could miss the early game -- so Kody and&amp;nbsp;I climbed out of bed and headed over to UVU for a full day of basketball games played by Tyler, Braxton, and Hayden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jrBfJ1JDKvA/TijoRDQyn4I/AAAAAAAAApw/clfNKIASBA8/s1600/June+2011+036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jrBfJ1JDKvA/TijoRDQyn4I/AAAAAAAAApw/clfNKIASBA8/s320/June+2011+036.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will not lie, by this time in the week my rear end was tired and hurt from&amp;nbsp;sitting on bleachers - the things we do for our kids!&amp;nbsp; Love 'em!﻿&amp;nbsp; Tyler and his team played really well - they are such an awesome group of kids.&amp;nbsp; It's been so fun to watch them develop individually and as a team over the past couple of years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxQmODItIwY/Tijo-t5Tr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/b6ZgaT6tOvM/s1600/June+2011+038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XxQmODItIwY/Tijo-t5Tr5I/AAAAAAAAAp0/b6ZgaT6tOvM/s320/June+2011+038.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿The best part of the UVU camp was both Sky View Freshman teams played so well they ended up in the championship game, playing each other!&amp;nbsp; (This is actually the second year in a row this has happened!)&amp;nbsp; Tyler's team ended up winning the championship game but not without a good fight from the other SV team.&amp;nbsp; UVU gave the winning team from each age bracket a $10 iTunes gift card -- couldn't have given Tyler anything better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all were reunited Friday afternoon at home!&amp;nbsp; I was really glad to see Todd.&amp;nbsp; That was the longest time we had ever been apart in our marriage and I was ready to see my husband and to talk to him face to face -- cellphones are great but it was so nice to give him a BIG hug and a kiss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(P.S. If you are still reading this post, you are either crazy or very dedicated!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-5190975579195792409?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5190975579195792409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=5190975579195792409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5190975579195792409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5190975579195792409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2011/07/8-days-2-awesome-sons-few-extra-boys-31.html' title='8 days + 2 awesome sons + a few extra boys  = 31 games of basketball watched'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YSJ6yYxQNrY/TijlA-CnscI/AAAAAAAAAps/vY-OhpK4nWQ/s72-c/June+2011+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-539149114501259568</id><published>2011-07-21T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T20:28:11.406-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>I'll blog if I want too, without pictures and Enjoy 'em while they're little!</title><content type='html'>I will be the first to admit I have some crazy and bizarre ideas about things I do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't know where I get these weird ideas but for the life of me I really struggle to get past a few of them.&amp;nbsp; Probably my first (and worst) one is I don't like to fix the same thing for supper twice in a month -- crazy I know!&amp;nbsp; Really, who cares?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My second problem is I feel really, &amp;nbsp;really, &amp;nbsp;really&amp;nbsp;guilty if I blog without a picture of some sort.&amp;nbsp; Therefore, I am not the greatest blogger because then I have to find the camera, download the pictures, put the pictures on my external hard drive, organize the pictures in the right folder, etc.&amp;nbsp;- yes another cork!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This is kinda funny because I grew up with a mother who I'm not sure owned a camera.&amp;nbsp; I'm not the&amp;nbsp;most dedicated photographer but I try -- sometimes better than other times -- but I still try!&amp;nbsp; So there will be future posts without pictures because there are things I want to record for posterity and things happen without a camera around (and even if it was around, I might not use it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer has been&amp;nbsp;sort of struggle for me.&amp;nbsp; My boys are growing up and I don't like it!&amp;nbsp; I remember&amp;nbsp;days gone by when I wished for 10 minutes of quiet time just to use the bathroom -- will someone please bang on the bathroom door just so I know I'm not home alone?&amp;nbsp; I've found myself home alone much more this summer than ever before and again I remember thinking "oh I can't wait until I'm home alone I could get so much done!"&amp;nbsp; Well I'm here to tell ya -- it's not all its cracked up to be!&amp;nbsp; I miss my boys!&amp;nbsp; Tyler has spent several weeks at basketball camps, and football camps, and leaves Monday for scout camp.&amp;nbsp; Kody hasn't really gone anywhere but loves to be with his dad every night at the barn, he also enjoys his friends and is an outside kid.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know they are doing good things but this mom is having a hard time realizing her boys don't need her as much anymore.&amp;nbsp; Oh don't get me wrong -- I'm still a fabulous taxi driver, banker, cook, maid, and laundry worker and they still need me for those things but the boys have definitely spread their wings this summer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm telling you wonderful mothers, who want 10 minutes of quiet bathroom time--- it will come and then you will want&amp;nbsp;someone to bang on the bathroom door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-539149114501259568?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/539149114501259568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=539149114501259568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/539149114501259568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/539149114501259568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2011/07/ill-blog-if-i-want-too-without-pictures.html' title='I&apos;ll blog if I want too, without pictures and Enjoy &apos;em while they&apos;re little!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3665105584392634260</id><published>2011-06-06T16:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T16:26:09.845-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><title type='text'>Name Brand or Generic?</title><content type='html'>I am a very generic brand shopper -- most things don't bother me but there are a few things I MUST HAVE&amp;nbsp; the name brand item...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDPXuUS5RCc/Te1SW7fBq9I/AAAAAAAAApE/HidRQceMH6s/s1600/Press+n+Seal.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDPXuUS5RCc/Te1SW7fBq9I/AAAAAAAAApE/HidRQceMH6s/s200/Press+n+Seal.png" t8="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A826vHbQY4s/Te1SaJSEmaI/AAAAAAAAApM/UCnXM0F_hZU/s1600/ranch.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A826vHbQY4s/Te1SaJSEmaI/AAAAAAAAApM/UCnXM0F_hZU/s200/ranch.png" t8="true" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r-KPlCi4tPA/Te1SYoVxiiI/AAAAAAAAApI/QYXsfFg7wFY/s1600/qtips.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r-KPlCi4tPA/Te1SYoVxiiI/AAAAAAAAApI/QYXsfFg7wFY/s200/qtips.jpg" t8="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I mostly buy Western Family -- a product of my environment -- that's what my mom always bought.&amp;nbsp; A few months ago, I was at Walmart getting household items and decided to get a few grocery items while I was there.&amp;nbsp; When I got home and everything was put away Kody asked me "Why are you buying the Great Value brand and not the name brand Western Family?"&amp;nbsp; Western Family a name brand, well it is at our house! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What items do you have to buy the name brand?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-3665105584392634260?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3665105584392634260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3665105584392634260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3665105584392634260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3665105584392634260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2011/06/name-brand-or-generic.html' title='Name Brand or Generic?'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sDPXuUS5RCc/Te1SW7fBq9I/AAAAAAAAApE/HidRQceMH6s/s72-c/Press+n+Seal.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-6317231461762552046</id><published>2011-05-15T17:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T17:57:28.210-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Running'/><title type='text'>Kody's First 5K</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A few weeks ago, Kody asked us if he could run the 5K race at Health Days.&amp;nbsp; Totally random -- as many of Kody's ideas are!&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure why he decided to run, but&amp;nbsp;I went ahead and&amp;nbsp;signed him up.&amp;nbsp; He never wavered from his decision and was quite excited to be part of the Crossfit team.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZyIMX6cE3A/TdBksVEw5oI/AAAAAAAAAow/FPtwzkeXzyo/s1600/Kody+5k+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZyIMX6cE3A/TdBksVEw5oI/AAAAAAAAAow/FPtwzkeXzyo/s320/Kody+5k+001.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿Race morning, 7:15 am on Saturday May 14, 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He didn't have a running partner but quickly found Stockton Dunkley from his class at school and they became running partners. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1rotdZ65Zv4/TdBkkFZB4mI/AAAAAAAAAos/BN6q_Sewg9A/s1600/Kody+5k+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="height: 240px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 460px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1rotdZ65Zv4/TdBkkFZB4mI/AAAAAAAAAos/BN6q_Sewg9A/s320/Kody+5k+003.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kody and Stockton on the last leg of the race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7vNfJjX_y8/TdBk2MDiQmI/AAAAAAAAAo0/vTpL5e1ipJQ/s1600/Kody+5k+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7vNfJjX_y8/TdBk2MDiQmI/AAAAAAAAAo0/vTpL5e1ipJQ/s320/Kody+5k+004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Almost finished!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kody finished the race in 38:15.&amp;nbsp; He did great for his very first race and for not even training, except for the past month of attending Crossfit.&amp;nbsp; Is running in our future sports agendas?&amp;nbsp; Who knows -- only Kody!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;Awesome job, son!&amp;nbsp; We love you!﻿&lt;/span&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/2238478467618453759-6317231461762552046?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6317231461762552046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=6317231461762552046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6317231461762552046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6317231461762552046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2011/05/kodys-first-5k.html' title='Kody&apos;s First 5K'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sZyIMX6cE3A/TdBksVEw5oI/AAAAAAAAAow/FPtwzkeXzyo/s72-c/Kody+5k+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-8418069736524486296</id><published>2011-05-02T15:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T15:51:16.987-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sept 11'/><title type='text'>Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday morning the world was celebrating this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4JAvpkekjiU/Tb8kDkHYeAI/AAAAAAAAAog/YUfEmUOiwDo/s1600/art_kate-420x0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4JAvpkekjiU/Tb8kDkHYeAI/AAAAAAAAAog/YUfEmUOiwDo/s320/art_kate-420x0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today the world is trying to digest this...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5aCM2oaIGM/Tb8kQwhTYYI/AAAAAAAAAok/IIe-HIaKam4/s1600/OsamsBinLaden2Lrg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5aCM2oaIGM/Tb8kQwhTYYI/AAAAAAAAAok/IIe-HIaKam4/s320/OsamsBinLaden2Lrg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Osama Bin Laden Dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am somewhere in between in all of this --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I remember as a young girl getting up in the middle of the night to watch Princess Diana wed Prince Charles.&amp;nbsp; I was memorized by the LONG LONG LONG train of Diana's dress.&amp;nbsp; Three decades later I am&amp;nbsp; in awe of Kate's fairy tale,&amp;nbsp;and watched the countless hours of reruns of the wedding, choosing to sleep in.&amp;nbsp; William and Kate look so happy -- complete opposite of Charles and Diana on their wedding day.&amp;nbsp; I wish them the very most happiness.&amp;nbsp; I wonder if in my lifetime they will be the King and Queen of England?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As for Osama's death, I don't feel right about celebrating someone's death; however, I think many people are relieved that he has been killed.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure for those thousand's of people who's lives were directly affected by Sept 11. 2001, there is some satisfaction in this news.&amp;nbsp; I remember so vividly (as I'm sure most people do) where I was, what I was wearing, what Todd was doing, etc. on the fall morning of 2001.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if the news of Osama has been burned as forcefully into my mind.&amp;nbsp; I wonder what this news will mean for America in the days to come.&amp;nbsp; I don't believe for a minute that just because the leader was killed, that the Taliban has been killed -- will someone else step forward and take charge?&amp;nbsp; Will Americans be in danger?&amp;nbsp; What will be next?&amp;nbsp; Emotions....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-8418069736524486296?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8418069736524486296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=8418069736524486296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8418069736524486296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8418069736524486296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2011/05/emotions.html' title='Emotions'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4JAvpkekjiU/Tb8kDkHYeAI/AAAAAAAAAog/YUfEmUOiwDo/s72-c/art_kate-420x0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-9154066931386516120</id><published>2011-03-20T08:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T08:36:08.104-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><title type='text'>Yup - we are still kicking!</title><content type='html'>Man time flies - I've know for some time I needed to update my blog but really didn't realize the last time I posted was last September!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling a little guilty about having a blog if I don't update it but you know what...a thing called life happens and the days/weeks/months all start to run together and before I know it, it's been fall, winter, and now spring (or in our world -- football season, basketball season, 2nd round of basketball season, and now round 3 of basketball season -- we are having our own March Madness!)  Tyler and Kody are both playing 2 nights a week -- and of course they are on different nights so that means 4 nights of basketball games during March!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amongst keeping up with 2 active boys, I've been trying to dejunk our entire house.  Last fall, Shalise talked me into cleaning out during the winter and then having a garage sale in the late spring/early summer.  I've done pretty good at cleaning out this winter but the "garage sale" pile is getting bigger and bigger (so Shalise if you are reading -- when are we having the sale?).  I've got one more room to dejunk and then I think I'll be ready to have our gargage sale.  I'm amazed at what one family can acquire -- and what one family doesn't use but seems to have a hard time letting go of.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a funny story about this garage sale pile -- I started with my closet and shoes (I actually did part with shoes!)  In December, I put together an outfit that I hadn't worn before and knew exactly what shoes I wanted to wear. I went to get the shoes and they were gone!  Did I put them in the "pile?"  Down to the pile I went -- thank goodness I still had the pile because I found them!  I would have been terribly upset had I taken them to the DI instead of saving them for the spring sale.  So lesson learned, don't clean out your shoes and rush to deliver them to the DI -- wait and see if you need anything from the pile.  I haven't needed anything else from the pile and its been several months so I think I'm safe in having the garage sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are enjoying the longer daylight and the warmer weather.  I'm always glad for the small reminders of the love our Heavenly Father has for us during this time of year.  I came home from work last week and saw little patches of yellow crocuses poking through the ground.  I wanted to squeal -- it was such a refreshing sight.  Hearing the birds sing, seeing people outside, going for a walk, etc. makes me thankful for this time of year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Spring to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-9154066931386516120?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/9154066931386516120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=9154066931386516120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/9154066931386516120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/9154066931386516120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2011/03/yup-we-are-still-kicking.html' title='Yup - we are still kicking!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-8038339478616735186</id><published>2010-09-12T14:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T14:06:14.095-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Touchdown for Tyler</title><content type='html'>August 21, 2010, was the opening weekend for little league football.&amp;nbsp; Tyler was excited and ready to go.&amp;nbsp; The worst thing about this season is Tyler has now reached the age that he is the oldest group of boys playing which means we get the very first game...this also means early Saturday mornings.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI0wWjaKPNI/AAAAAAAAAmM/HrqkhQp_Bs8/s1600/Sept+12+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI0wWjaKPNI/AAAAAAAAAmM/HrqkhQp_Bs8/s320/Sept+12+070.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oops - I didn't realize Tyler's eye were closed in this picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI0wxfka7mI/AAAAAAAAAmc/NDx_hYdGg6A/s1600/Sept+12+045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI0wxfka7mI/AAAAAAAAAmc/NDx_hYdGg6A/s320/Sept+12+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler has really done well so far this season and yesterday against Mountain Crest Tyler scored an extra point and a touchdown.&amp;nbsp; In last week's game against Logan, our team received several injuries and it meant this week boys were going to have to step up and play positions they weren't used to playing.&amp;nbsp; Last week Tyler played full back a few times but I thought mostly for extra protection for the quarterback.&amp;nbsp; This week he was in the back field and again I thought it was for protection -- oh no -- the next thing I know Tyler is carrying the ball!&amp;nbsp; My heart was racing for him -- hoping he could do well in the new assignment.&amp;nbsp; Tyler isn't an extremely fast runner but he does have a lot of power and he can pull people along with him and gain a few yards.&amp;nbsp; He had a smile on his face from ear to ear.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure he thought as a lineman he would never get the chance to score a touchdown.&amp;nbsp; Whether or not he will have have that opportunity again remains to be seen but it is a fun memory for our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-8038339478616735186?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8038339478616735186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=8038339478616735186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8038339478616735186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8038339478616735186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/09/touchdown-for-tyler.html' title='Touchdown for Tyler'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI0wWjaKPNI/AAAAAAAAAmM/HrqkhQp_Bs8/s72-c/Sept+12+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-4700114849582507631</id><published>2010-09-12T13:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T14:24:12.076-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kara'/><title type='text'>Happy 40th Birthday Kara!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;On August 19, 2010, I reached the 40th milestone this summer.&amp;nbsp; I had mixed emotions about it 1)I really couldn't change it. 2)It means you are really not too far from 50. 3)It also means you've found yourself and are okay with yourself.&amp;nbsp; Overall I was excited for my birthday (although I usually am!).&amp;nbsp; Shalise and Todd planned a lunch on Tuesday August 17th with April, Maureen, and Shalise.&amp;nbsp; It was a great surprise and something I really enjoyed.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to do something big for my 40th birthday but didn't really have anything I was dying to do until...I was on facebook after my birthday lunch and I saw that a friend from high school was trying to sell some tickets to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI023wxACcI/AAAAAAAAAnE/HEbj-1drlRM/s1600/Sept+12+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI023wxACcI/AAAAAAAAAnE/HEbj-1drlRM/s320/Sept+12+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI0z0yV7X0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/mNpa2jz5QBQ/s1600/Sept+12+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI0z0yV7X0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/mNpa2jz5QBQ/s320/Sept+12+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had wanted to go to the Lion King from the moment I heard it was coming to SLC.&amp;nbsp; I checked into the prices and saw that tickets were $200 -- that wasn't going to happen!&amp;nbsp; I didn't think about going again until I saw the post on facebook.&amp;nbsp; The seats were balcony seats and $40.&amp;nbsp; I contacted him and Todd and I were on our way to The Lion King on Wednesday afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI01GFb21bI/AAAAAAAAAm0/d77E8aD_KzQ/s1600/Sept+12+027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI01GFb21bI/AAAAAAAAAm0/d77E8aD_KzQ/s320/Sept+12+027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The Lion King was simply AMAZING!&amp;nbsp; I would go again and again and again and I would now probably pay the higher ticket price to get a little bit closer.&amp;nbsp; Our seats were fine and with the help of binoculars, I didn't feel like I missed anything.&amp;nbsp; It was a wonderful birthday present and a great date night with Todd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;On my actual birthday, Shalise made sure everyone at work knew about my big day by bringing me 3 large bouquets of black balloons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI016V3lt4I/AAAAAAAAAm8/bK_ZMfdySH4/s1600/Sept+12+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI016V3lt4I/AAAAAAAAAm8/bK_ZMfdySH4/s320/Sept+12+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I only took a picture of one of the bouquets but all were were this size!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was great 40th birthday -- maybe I'll turn 40 every year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-4700114849582507631?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4700114849582507631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=4700114849582507631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4700114849582507631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4700114849582507631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-40th-birthday-kara.html' title='Happy 40th Birthday Kara!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI023wxACcI/AAAAAAAAAnE/HEbj-1drlRM/s72-c/Sept+12+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-112626729541298836</id><published>2010-09-12T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T14:34:22.307-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><title type='text'>First Day of School August 26, 2010</title><content type='html'>Tyler started North Cache Middle School in the 8th Grade this year.&amp;nbsp; He was very ready to go to school -- not so much to learn (although Tyler does like school) as to see his friends!&amp;nbsp; Tyler is definately our social child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI03iI7RUjI/AAAAAAAAAnM/2-a9Bo6VTpQ/s1600/Sept+12+071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI03iI7RUjI/AAAAAAAAAnM/2-a9Bo6VTpQ/s320/Sept+12+071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI03lzizrTI/AAAAAAAAAnU/_4Eh8-ERc_E/s1600/Sept+12+072.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI03lzizrTI/AAAAAAAAAnU/_4Eh8-ERc_E/s320/Sept+12+072.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Kody started 5th grade at the new elementary school in Smithfield.&amp;nbsp; Birch Creek Elementary.&amp;nbsp; It is just north of our house and Kody &lt;strike&gt;has to&lt;/strike&gt; gets to walk to school this year.&amp;nbsp; He was excited to start school also but I think he was a little bit nervous for a new school.&amp;nbsp; Even though most of the students and staff came from either Summit or Sunrise, I think Kody had some first day jitters.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI03p1Ug51I/AAAAAAAAAnc/cQup0VSMOZU/s1600/Sept+12+073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI03p1Ug51I/AAAAAAAAAnc/cQup0VSMOZU/s320/Sept+12+073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI03tgjaIBI/AAAAAAAAAnk/0oel_T1rWUA/s1600/Sept+12+074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI03tgjaIBI/AAAAAAAAAnk/0oel_T1rWUA/s320/Sept+12+074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Thankfully, after a great first day of school for Kody, those jitters were put to bed and school has been great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-112626729541298836?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/112626729541298836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=112626729541298836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/112626729541298836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/112626729541298836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-day-of-school-august-26-2010.html' title='First Day of School August 26, 2010'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/TI03iI7RUjI/AAAAAAAAAnM/2-a9Bo6VTpQ/s72-c/Sept+12+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3361531456364320856</id><published>2010-09-12T12:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T14:59:56.081-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5467354e7a4d354d7a6b3d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox newsletter" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5467354e7a4d354d7a6b3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=smilebox&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own newsletter - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;Create a newsletter design&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-3361531456364320856?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3361531456364320856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3361531456364320856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3361531456364320856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3361531456364320856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/09/create-newsletter-design.html' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-4633887955257300315</id><published>2010-09-01T21:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T21:48:35.349-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><title type='text'>It's September...really?</title><content type='html'>Okay - so it's September 1st and it's been nearly 3 months since I blogged -- wow!  I certainly have a lot of catching up to do.  I do have pictures and things I want to blog about that we did over the summer.  Stay tuned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my last (long ago) post, I said I was in a funk and I felt like I was getting extremely overloaded with projects and things.  So I took the summer months off.  I realized I needed the summer as much as the boys did and I wasn't going to worry about projects.  I was going to enjoy summer and all that comes with it!  The only "project"  I did was clean out the boys clothes so I knew who needed what as far as new school clothes went.   I even took a break from gardening.  I did plant a garden -- and it quickly became a weed patch and I didn't even care!  (My dad would not be proud of me!)  About a month ago, I pulled up everything, except the pumpkins and said better luck next summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has started, the homework has started, sports have started, fighting to get up in the morning has started...can we rewind summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-4633887955257300315?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4633887955257300315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=4633887955257300315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4633887955257300315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4633887955257300315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-septemberreally.html' title='It&apos;s September...really?'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1133420828177633786</id><published>2010-06-03T09:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T10:40:10.998-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>In a Funk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;BEWARE...REALLY LONG POST AND MOSTLY MORE FOR ME THAN ANYONE BUT THANKS FOR READING ABOUT OUR FAMILY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so neglectful of my blog for the past few months.  I've found myself really kinda in a funk -- please tell me I'm not the only one who goes through this.  Nothing serious just in a funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys finished the school year with a lot of fun activities that created many fun memories for them.  Tyler brought home his report card that had the entire school year on it.  It was awesome to see all the quarters listed together and then see that 3 of the 4 quarters he had 4.0's and the 1st quarter he had a 3.92, that darn A- in Utah History.  I was really proud of him.  I never have to beg, plead, hound, or even ask him to do his homework.  Tyler takes great pride in his school work and is just like I was - if the assignment is due on Friday, he will have it done by Wednesday.   Tyler is a very social person and can make friends with anybody anywhere but he still gets good grades and cares about school.  When I go to parent teacher conferences, I get alot of "Tyler a good student, he just talks alot.  He needs to work on not talking."  I understand where the teacher is coming from but I'm not overly concerned about Tyler's socializing if he still is an A student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kody will be going into 5th grade!  I remember my 5th grade like it was just a few years ago.  How can my baby be going into 5th grade?  Kody had some fun experiences in 4th grade.  He was on the Youth 2000 committee at Summit.  This is alot like student council.  He was able to&lt;br /&gt;develop his self-esteem and his leadership skills.  Kody just likes to do what's right, be a friend to someone who needs a friend, he tries so hard in school, and he too just does his school work.  Kody improved so much in math this year!  I'm really really proud of him.  Math doesn't come naturally to Kody and he worked hard to overcome some of the challenges of math. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our June is chuck full of basketball camps, golf camps, State Trek, Scout camp, and more basketball camps.  Our car will not be idle much nor will the boys bikes.  It's much easier on my work schedule now that the boys are old enough to ride their bikes to a few of their activities.  The boys aren't too sure they like having to ride their bikes but they always do!  I'm so thankful for their willingness to help get themselves to their own activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the reasons I've been kinda down on myself lately is I'm the type of person who really likes to accomplish things -- cross things off of a list kinda gal.  (Yes, I've been known to write things on a list just so I can cross it off!)  Help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I tend to judge myself by what I get accomplished.  I like projects and I like to see a project completed.  I got in a really bad habit of spending my first few moments each morning surfing craft blogs and seeing all that everyone in blogland has accomplished.  I would think oh that's a great idea - it's going on my craft blog for a "to do sometime" project.  Well the to do sometime project list was getting longer and longer and I wasn't getting any of those to do's done!  It was extremely frustrating to me. I also like a clean and orderly house so I was always cleaning something up or out.  Having regular agreuments with the boys over what my idea of clean is and what their idea of clean is.  I also realized that my material to do list was a heck of alot longer than my spiritual to do list.  I wasn't really feeling the Spirit as often as I'd like and I just needed to make some changes in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite scriptures has always been in Ecclesiastes Chapter 3.  "To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven."  The chapter goes on and talks about the seasons of life.  I spent several days reflecting on what season am I in right now.  What season should I be in?  What season have I put myself in that I can change?  What season are my boys in?  What season is my marriage in?  What season am I in the gospel?  What season am I in with my family members?  etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much thought and prayer, I realized I need to accept season I'm in and enjoy it!  I'm in the season of being a mother to two young and awesome boys who need me to support them and their activities.   They don't need a mom who is more worried about getting the list done, or making the latest craft in blogland.   I'm in the season of being able to serve others.  I need to worry more about feeling the Holy Ghost and listening and acting on his promptings then I need to worry about if I get 3 loads of laundry done everyday.  I am in the season of making the most of my scripture study not just reading one chapter so I cross it off the list.  I am in the season of making my marriage a priority and not just hoping for a date every few months but making the date happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I've said alot but I gave you fair warning at the beginning of the entry!  I wrote these thoughts down more for me than you so I can reread them when my season's get mixed up and remind myself what season I truly am in in 2010.  I know that my season's are going to change as the years go by but right now in 2010 these are seasons that I need to be in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-1133420828177633786?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1133420828177633786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1133420828177633786' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1133420828177633786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1133420828177633786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-funk.html' title='In a Funk!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-4049192299191495517</id><published>2010-04-27T19:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T19:27:06.808-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kara'/><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a long while since I had the boys pictures taken.  I decided it was time ... but where to go, who to go to, etc. etc. etc.  A guy I work with, his wife came to work offering to take pictures so she could get some experience and practice.  What the heck, let's give it a try -- below are just a few of my favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S9eOCJI7COI/AAAAAAAAAlM/pmVEwySyP0k/s1600/IMG_6340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464992840301611234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S9eOCJI7COI/AAAAAAAAAlM/pmVEwySyP0k/s320/IMG_6340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S9eOBte5kwI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0BGFewdzUfU/s1600/IMG_6254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464992832877597442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S9eOBte5kwI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0BGFewdzUfU/s320/IMG_6254.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S9eOBAU5UxI/AAAAAAAAAk8/T4KmvRqS9EI/s1600/IMG_6204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464992820756042514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S9eOBAU5UxI/AAAAAAAAAk8/T4KmvRqS9EI/s320/IMG_6204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S9eOAgQPplI/AAAAAAAAAk0/9UXVtJom5LA/s1600/IMG_6275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464992812146599506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S9eOAgQPplI/AAAAAAAAAk0/9UXVtJom5LA/s320/IMG_6275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Stef -- they look great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taken April 20, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Tyler 13, Kody 10)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-4049192299191495517?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4049192299191495517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=4049192299191495517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4049192299191495517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4049192299191495517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S9eOCJI7COI/AAAAAAAAAlM/pmVEwySyP0k/s72-c/IMG_6340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-2580172591066335374</id><published>2010-04-27T19:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T19:16:54.431-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandchildren'/><title type='text'>Back in the Driver's Seat--</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My blog has taken a back seat -- actually probably taken an entirely different vehicle -- these last few weeks. Tax season has come and gone so life can resume just being crazy and hectic, instead of crazy, hectic, and tax season. I find myself so consumed with work the first two weeks of April, that I'm amazed my family still loves me. Thankfully, they do but we are all glad to have mom back! I know I say a lot about "tax season" and my own husband doesn't really understand what life is like at a CPA firm from January to April. It's just one of those things you need to experience to really understand it. Moving on---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Thursday, April 22 I became an aunt to this beautiful little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464989812333524722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S9eLR5FEtvI/AAAAAAAAAkk/1uDRGo1oiuo/s320/Addison+1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464989815555751426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S9eLSFFT_gI/AAAAAAAAAks/6klCFcY_XAs/s320/Addison+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she not so cute?   Eric and Shalise now have 2 boys and 1 girl -- Addison Summers.  We are excited to have another girl in the Jackson grandkids.   I have promised Todd I will try to avoid the little girls section as much as possible but I'm sure I'll wonder through there on occasion! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&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/2238478467618453759-2580172591066335374?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2580172591066335374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=2580172591066335374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2580172591066335374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2580172591066335374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/04/back-in-drivers-seat.html' title='Back in the Driver&apos;s Seat--'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S9eLR5FEtvI/AAAAAAAAAkk/1uDRGo1oiuo/s72-c/Addison+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3168539335877532363</id><published>2010-04-05T15:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:34:48.296-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><title type='text'>This and  That</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I've really struggled with posting lately -- I don't feel like I have much besides the usual basketball and tax season to report and I wonder who really cares about my day to day life anyway and I don't have any pictures to post!  However, I am feeling guilty (more for my own sake than yours) that I've neglected my blog for a little while.  I'm just listing several random thoughts below:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Basketball:  It's OVER!  We love basketball at our house but when the boys start playing in September and we are still playing into April it gets very long.  Both boys finished up last Thursday.  Tyler has a great season, learned a lot, improved and had a lot of fun.  Kody had an interesting year -- some games were great, others awful, still some okay.  It was always a guess as to which team was going to show up.  Hopefully, next year will be Kody's teams year!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spring Break:  Why, why, why is it ALWAYS the week before April 15.  I hated the timing of spring break as a kid and now I hate it as a parent!  If anyone reading this has connections to the school districts scheduling people, please pass along the fact that accounting firms and CPA's wish we could spend time with our kids during spring break --so please schedule it after April 15th!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Summer:  I was looking at our summer schedule and realized that we have very few weekends open -- is that good or bad?   I look forward to summer and then before you know it, it's booked!  I'm still looking for a block of time (probably during the week sometime) when we can pull the camp trailer over to Bear Lake and do nothing but camp on the beach -- anyone what to join us?  I'm being serious folks -- let me know!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weather:  Where is the sun?  I want to put away the coats, the sweaters, and the socks.  I want to get out the Capri's, the flip-flops, and the shorts.  Every time I think maybe its time, another winter storms blows in.  I'm even ready to pull a few weeds and get my hands dirty.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swimming Pool:  The last two years, we've had a small pool that has been a lot of fun for us but when we took it down last fall, I knew we'd need to be purchasing a new one this year.  I really want a much bigger and deeper pool but I'm not liking the price tags at all.  We might have to settle for a smaller one again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Totally random thoughts ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-3168539335877532363?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3168539335877532363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3168539335877532363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3168539335877532363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3168539335877532363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-and-that.html' title='This and  That'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1324005914369936880</id><published>2010-03-25T22:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T10:29:45.399-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Thursday'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a good thing I decided to start Thankful Thursday's because lately that's all I've been posting! It's 10:30pm but still Thursday -- here's my list this week--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Living close to and working with my parents. It's fun to eat lunch with them most days, its fun to talk to them throughout each day at work, about both work and other stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. I'm so glad I can start to see spots of green lawn and my tulips are poking through the ground. It makes me happy and excited to know that before too long I'll be able to get outside and get my hands dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Brooklyn - I'm always amazed at her attitude and determination. She is so thoughtful of me and gives me the nicest notes that always make me happy. She truly is one of my hero's in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Being able to live life each day chuck full of activities - yes I'm thankful for this even when I'm dog tired and dragging myself to the next activity. I'm grateful that I can live a full life and experience many different things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Prayer -- the comfort I can receive each time I pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's your thankful list today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-1324005914369936880?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1324005914369936880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1324005914369936880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1324005914369936880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1324005914369936880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/03/thankful-thursday_25.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1394456821635135251</id><published>2010-03-21T17:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T17:35:58.507-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Thursday'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday on Sunday</title><content type='html'>Thursday got away from me before I could post my blessings and now its Sunday -- how did that happen?  I still wanted to list my 5 blessings this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Good Health  -  I take for granted what a blessing a working body is until something doesn't function just right.  It's amazing how something as simple as a small cut on your writing hand can put a cramp in ones style -- let alone something major like back surgery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Modern day conveniences such as running water.  Yesterday, the city had to turn our water off for about an hour in the morning.  It was amazing how many times in that one hour I needed running water.  I know that I would have been a very wimpy and crappy pioneer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Todd.  It's such a blessing to have a great best friend.  Friday night was our date night.  We went to the Home and Garden Show and then to the Borderline Grill for dinner.  It was nice to just be together and enjoy talking about many random things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  An awesome job!  During tax season, I sometimes wonder why I'm an accountant but we are all like family and have a lot of fun and many laughs throughout the day.  Tax season would be extremely miserable if I didn't work with such great people.  It's nice to be able to have fun during this crazy time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  A great ward Relief Society.  Last Wednesday was our RS birthday party.  I love the ladies in our ward and wish that I could associate with them more than I get too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-1394456821635135251?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1394456821635135251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1394456821635135251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1394456821635135251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1394456821635135251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/03/thankful-thursday-on-sunday.html' title='Thankful Thursday on Sunday'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-7824108647852749123</id><published>2010-03-13T06:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T10:40:20.312-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>What works for you might not work for me!</title><content type='html'>It's Saturday morning and my daily to do list is a mile long -- chuck full of things I want to do today. I was planning my weekend list earlier in the week and realized how different every one's ideas are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up Saturday mornings were "clean the house time". It took me about 10 years of marriage to realize that it's okay if I don't clean my house on Saturday mornings. Because of the boys sports schedules, from mid-August to the end of February we aren't even home on Saturdays! During the week I rarely have a 3 hour chunk of time to clean the house from top to bottom so I broke my house into zones. Each day I spend about 30 minutes (sometimes a little longer) in one zone. During a weeks time, each zone is covered -- at least once, and I feel like I've cleaned my house for the week. Another little thing I try to do is each night before going to bed, I straighten up the family room and make sure the kitchen is clean. It makes waking up so much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalise got me hooked on Fertilize Friday's. That is the day she fertilizes her outside flowers in the summer. I went from there and created Money Monday's -- that's the day I pay bills and balance the checkbook for the week. Water Wednesday's -- I water my inside plants. Little corking things like this help me remember to do them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a great Saturday doing the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish up my Irish blocks - check out my craft blog for instructions.&lt;br /&gt;2. Finish up a little embroidery project I've been working on.&lt;br /&gt;3. Grocery Shop -- okay so this one isn't something I really enjoy doing but it's got to be done!&lt;br /&gt;4. Tan -- now you all know my guilty little pleasure!&lt;br /&gt;5. Make St. Patrick's Day sugar cookies.&lt;br /&gt;6. Start another sewing project for a spring skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some of your tricks to maintaining a house? And --- since I shared a guilty pleasure, what's yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-7824108647852749123?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7824108647852749123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=7824108647852749123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7824108647852749123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7824108647852749123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-works-for-you-might-not-work-for.html' title='What works for you might not work for me!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-5025515202975167902</id><published>2010-03-11T06:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T06:40:31.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Thursday'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... in pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S5jvrdF08DI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Bo7krWZmVk4/s1600-h/sunshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447367279127097394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S5jvrdF08DI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Bo7krWZmVk4/s320/sunshine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunshine makes me happy, especially when its been 5 months&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; since we've really been able to get outside and enjoy the sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S5jvlNQkPeI/AAAAAAAAAjc/46oP5-dW4Qc/s1600-h/scriptures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447367171797958114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S5jvlNQkPeI/AAAAAAAAAjc/46oP5-dW4Qc/s320/scriptures.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm grateful for the feelings that I have when I read the scriptures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and try to follow their teachings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S5jvkieeWdI/AAAAAAAAAjU/uJoEGpOAaSY/s1600-h/Love.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 99px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447367160313567698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S5jvkieeWdI/AAAAAAAAAjU/uJoEGpOAaSY/s320/Love.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm thankful for the love of a wonderful husband who loves me unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S5jvj6IaUHI/AAAAAAAAAjM/JtVszQKLfmY/s1600-h/flowers-Gerbera-Daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447367149483610226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S5jvj6IaUHI/AAAAAAAAAjM/JtVszQKLfmY/s320/flowers-Gerbera-Daisy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love gerber daisies!  I love flowers in general but gerber daisies are fun and make me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S5jvjYAGenI/AAAAAAAAAjE/9YqE-4btWd8/s1600-h/dietcoke1bg_031900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447367140321950322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S5jvjYAGenI/AAAAAAAAAjE/9YqE-4btWd8/s320/dietcoke1bg_031900.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Anyone who knows me well, knows that I LOVE my diet coke.  I don't drink more than one a day (at least not usually) but I do drink (and really enjoy) that one a day.  I really disliked it when I go to a restaurant and ask for a diet coke and the response is "Is diet pepsi, okay?"  No!  If I wanted diet pepsi, I'd ask for diet pepsi!  If we are going to a restuarant that serves diet pepsi and not diet coke, I now take my own diet coke with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's on your Thankful Thursday list?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-5025515202975167902?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5025515202975167902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=5025515202975167902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5025515202975167902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5025515202975167902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/03/thankful-thursday_11.html' title='Thankful Thursday ...'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S5jvrdF08DI/AAAAAAAAAjk/Bo7krWZmVk4/s72-c/sunshine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1044202842987205931</id><published>2010-03-04T09:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T09:40:33.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Thursday'/><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>I've thought alot about gratitude lately and realized that, sadly, I don't acknowledge my blessings enough.  I truly am blessed and need thank my Heavenly Father for those blessing.  I decided to start Thankful Thursday's were I can list 5 things each week that I'm grateful for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the following quote on lds.org this morning while thinking about my blessings today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The Lord has promised, "He who receiveth all things with thankfulness shall be made glorious" (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/dc/78/19#19"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;D&amp;amp;C 78:19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;). Gratitude is an uplifting, exalting attitude. People are generally happier when they have gratitude in their hearts. We cannot be bitter, resentful, or mean-spirited when we are grateful. We should be thankful for the wonderful blessings that are ours and for the tremendous opportunities we have. We can be thankful to our parents, family, friends, and teachers. We should express appreciation to everyone who has assisted us in any way.&lt;br /&gt;We should thank our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=fb7d2f2324d98010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=bbd508f54922d010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Heavenly Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; for His goodness to us by acknowledging His hand in all things, thanking Him for all that He gives us, keeping His commandments, and serving others. We should especially thank Him for His Beloved Son, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=3d077c2fc20b8010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=bbd508f54922d010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Jesus Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;, for the Savior's great example, for His teachings, for His outreaching hand to lift and help, for His infinite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=968539b439c98010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=bbd508f54922d010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Atonement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My thankful list today includes:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.  Great friends - I spent some time yesterday with Maureen, who was one of my college roommates 20 plus years ago (WOW -I'm getting old!).  When I first met Maureen, she was this tiny, cute, little thing from Twin Falls, Idaho.  She was a academic brain, a cheerleader, and just really cute!  I really wondered what, if anything, we had in common because from the outside appearances we had nothing in common.  Quickly, I found out what a sweetheart she was and we really did have more in common than meets the eye.  We've remained good friends and now have boys that same age, involved in many of the same activities, our husbands have some of the same interests and we all LOVE Aggie Basketball.  Being with Maureen always lifts my spirits.  We have a lot of great laughs together and understand each other.  I so appreciate her friendship and the time we get to spend together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2.  The ability to pay our bills.  I know that sounds crazy and actually it is a job that I really dislike doing but at least I can pay our bills.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.  The forgiving nature of boys.  Yesterday afternoon, things didn't pan out exactly how Kody wanted them too and he was very upset and took most of those frustrations out on me -- although I had nothing to do with the problem.  By night, he was back to his loving self and told me he loved me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4.  Animals.  I've never considered myself an animal lover but our dogs Trixy and Dexter have really gotten to me lately.  I so enjoy that they are always excited to see you.  I enjoy watching Trixy play in the backyard.  She really can put a smile on my face while I'm cooking dinner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5.  A wonderful place to come home to each afternoon.  I enjoy my house and trying to make it a home for my family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's on your Thankful Thursday list?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&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/2238478467618453759-1044202842987205931?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1044202842987205931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1044202842987205931' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1044202842987205931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1044202842987205931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/03/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1829550043345994191</id><published>2010-03-02T20:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T20:16:32.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>I've been ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S43UIZnn51I/AAAAAAAAAis/17DvmQlmftk/s1600-h/MIA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444240765341919058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S43UIZnn51I/AAAAAAAAAis/17DvmQlmftk/s320/MIA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but I'm back. I've also cheated and posted several new posts with back dates on them, if you want to catch up on our activities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-1829550043345994191?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1829550043345994191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1829550043345994191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1829550043345994191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1829550043345994191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-been.html' title='I&apos;ve been ...'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S43UIZnn51I/AAAAAAAAAis/17DvmQlmftk/s72-c/MIA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1847283743358966919</id><published>2010-03-01T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T09:44:14.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy March!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S406UfuobYI/AAAAAAAAAhk/_VdEgWd1XGw/s1600-h/clover_leaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444071648349678978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S406UfuobYI/AAAAAAAAAhk/_VdEgWd1XGw/s320/clover_leaf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There is just something about being able to decorate with green, shamrocks, and pots of gold that makes me happy!! I know that I've survived the two most dreay months of the year and the spring flowers are just waiting to burst through the ground to show their little pop of color! I'm done with black winter clothes and I'm ready for the fun spring colors. Happy March to all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2238478467618453759-1847283743358966919?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1847283743358966919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1847283743358966919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1847283743358966919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1847283743358966919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-march.html' title='Happy March!!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S406UfuobYI/AAAAAAAAAhk/_VdEgWd1XGw/s72-c/clover_leaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-7408434770979108322</id><published>2010-02-28T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:55:30.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siblings Dinner'/><title type='text'>Siblings Dinner</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, Feb 27, 2010, I hosted a Jackson Family Siblings Dinner. I stole the idea from Sophia. I always thought it sounded like a fun activity and I've wanted to do it for about a 9 months now. The stars finally aligned and all of us, except Michelle and Reggi, were able to attend. It was a great night to spend time with my siblings and in-laws without our children. Love the children but sometimes it's nice to have adult time. It was fun to learn a few new things about those in my family. Eric would like 10 children, Amy doesn't like to talk to anyone before 7:30 in the morning, Daren wished he was a little more witty and Audrey really likes grapefruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444226602241834610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S43HP_9bPnI/AAAAAAAAAic/keXufKQ5i6o/s320/100_0524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444226609101884498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S43HQZg_TFI/AAAAAAAAAik/c_q9jy655MM/s320/100_0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I had fun decorating the tables using a LOVE theme and the dinner was really yummy -- even if I do say so myself. I didn't even think to take a picture of us at the tables so you'll have to imagine 12 adults around the table! Here's to more siblings dinner in the future!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-7408434770979108322?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7408434770979108322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=7408434770979108322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7408434770979108322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7408434770979108322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/03/siblings-dinner.html' title='Siblings Dinner'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S43HP_9bPnI/AAAAAAAAAic/keXufKQ5i6o/s72-c/100_0524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1668271307468024180</id><published>2010-02-20T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:15:50.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><title type='text'>Saturdays are for Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent each Saturday from Jan 16 to Feb 20 playing basketball in Hyrum at South Cache and Mountain Crest. Kody usually played in the later mornings and Tyler played early afternoon so we spent the day in Hyrum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444223776758123266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S43EriNnSwI/AAAAAAAAAiM/pjIuSSFdeRk/s320/Kody+022010+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Look at that form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444223771665171890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S43ErPPXBbI/AAAAAAAAAiE/aNaZzLMYMIw/s320/Kody+022010+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kody and Breck&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cousins playing ball together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444225021853298226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S43F0Ajb7jI/AAAAAAAAAiU/Db1XwZU1AH8/s320/Tyler+022010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyler playing defense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(This is a horrible picture -- I was having technical difficulties with my camera!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-1668271307468024180?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1668271307468024180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1668271307468024180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1668271307468024180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1668271307468024180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/02/saturdays-are-for-basketball.html' title='Saturdays are for Basketball'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S43EriNnSwI/AAAAAAAAAiM/pjIuSSFdeRk/s72-c/Kody+022010+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-8086087797027306083</id><published>2010-02-15T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:35:53.019-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Snowboarding at Beaver Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt; 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I had my usual January melt down on Sunday, Jan 24, 2010. I was very sleep deprived, buried in work, frustrated with a messy house, ready to throw the computer out the window, tried of always have a mountain of laundry to do, wishing that I wasn't spending every Saturday at Mtn Crest watching Tyler and Kody play basketball -- or at least that it didn't take all day long to play ball. Sunday morning I just really was at my wits end -- I knew I was ready to explode but hoped that I could keep it together. All the hoping in the world didn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time church arrived I was a mess. I made it through Primary but during Sunday School the tears just started to flow. I finally decided that I was better off having a really good cry at home than trying to not cry during church. This is my typical pattern, a really good cry helps me get things back into perspective and then I can function again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April called after church to see how I was. I tried really hard to say I was fine but thankfully she knows me better than that and knows I won't ask for help. A few hours later, she come over with her calendar in hand and was going to be my personal assistant and family chef for the week. I tried to fight it and tell her that I was fine and Todd and I had things under control. She was very persistent and I finally gave in to having her cook dinner for our family for the entire week! What a HUGE relief!! I could work until about 5, come home and do home stuff without having to fix dinner. I was very embarrassed the first night but as the week went on both families really enjoyed getting together and spending a few minutes together. April will never know how much of a blessing that was to me. They are just the absolute best friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the week came to an end, we were all a little sad and decided that we'd like to eat together once a week, if our schedules work out. We've called it Neighbor Night and it has been a lot of fun. April and I take turns each week, all the kids have been really good to eat whatever was fixed, and we've had some great laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Godderidge's for coming to our rescue! We Love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-70459604159549373?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/70459604159549373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=70459604159549373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/70459604159549373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/70459604159549373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-rescue.html' title='To the Rescue . .'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3696651757859345419</id><published>2010-01-24T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T17:56:59.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><title type='text'>Happy 13th Birthday Tyler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S42x1bqOUDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/stzdM6iKqi4/s1600-h/Tyler+13+Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444203056076836914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S42x1bqOUDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/stzdM6iKqi4/s320/Tyler+13+Birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler's birthday is today.  I can't believe that 13 years ago on a cold Friday winter night, I became a mom.  I still remember the first time the nurse placed Tyler in my arms and I was in complete awe that I had just been part of this awesome miracle of childbirth.  We love you, Tyler, and are so grateful for you and your part in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13 Interesting Facts about Tyler:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;1.  Tyler likes always wants to sleep in and not get up for school.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Tyler likes to go fast--in the car, on the four wheeler, on the boat, down the hill, any where, anyway just FAST!&lt;br /&gt;3.  Tyler does not like any kind of meat except hamburger.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Tyler is an excellent student.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Tyler loves to play football.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Tyler is my techo junkie -- computers, wii, phones, etc.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Tyler has the "Downs" dimple in the middle of his chin.&lt;br /&gt;8.  Tyler has a very tender heart but doesn't show it very often.&lt;br /&gt;9.  Tyler loves to tease the girls at school.&lt;br /&gt;10.  Tyler like to figure out how things work.&lt;br /&gt;11.  Tyler's favorite food is pizza.&lt;br /&gt;12.  Tyler loves to watch TV.&lt;br /&gt;13.  Tyler likes to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-3696651757859345419?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3696651757859345419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3696651757859345419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3696651757859345419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3696651757859345419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-13th-birthday-tyler.html' title='Happy 13th Birthday Tyler'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S42x1bqOUDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/stzdM6iKqi4/s72-c/Tyler+13+Birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-5917798813695653082</id><published>2010-01-20T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:05:09.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Todd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kara'/><title type='text'>Happy 15th Anniversay To Us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S420sAReOCI/AAAAAAAAAh0/sxogSMeISBc/s1600-h/15th+Anniversay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444206192641325090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S420sAReOCI/AAAAAAAAAh0/sxogSMeISBc/s320/15th+Anniversay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd and I celebrated our 15h anniversary today. WOW -- 15 years! We spent our day doing the usual -- basketball practice, scouts, etc. We decided to rekindle our marriage by going on 2 dates a month. We have let the boys and their activities dictate much of our social calendar but now that the boys are older and can stay home for a few hours by themselves we decided a couple hours here and there would be good for Todd and I. I love Todd more now than I did 15 years ago but for different reasons. It's such a blessing to be married to your best friend and to have such a fun time together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-5917798813695653082?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5917798813695653082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=5917798813695653082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5917798813695653082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5917798813695653082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-15th-anniversay-to-us.html' title='Happy 15th Anniversay To Us!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S420sAReOCI/AAAAAAAAAh0/sxogSMeISBc/s72-c/15th+Anniversay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-2489297497499302819</id><published>2010-01-15T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:13:57.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandchildren'/><title type='text'>Jackson Counsins 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S422mIyblLI/AAAAAAAAAh8/qvOLcXVnEV8/s1600-h/Cousins+Jan+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444208290871088306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S422mIyblLI/AAAAAAAAAh8/qvOLcXVnEV8/s320/Cousins+Jan+2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every year for the last several, we have tried to give my parents a picture of all the grandkids together.  We started out going to J C Penny or Kiddie Kandis but we quickly out grew their studios so we then had to find someone who would attempt this nightmare with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been very lucky and most years the pictures have been pretty good -- obviously some kids are more cooperative than others but we've always found one picture that we could all live with.  We tried several times last fall to get this picture taken, but come the day of the picture someone was always sick.  We finally decided to forgo the 2009 picture and wait until Shalise and Michelle had their babies this spring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma did not like that idea.  One Friday afternoon in early January, we met at Marci's and tried to pull of the belated Christmas 2009 picture.  The kids were pretty good -- especially knowing there were donuts waiting for them!  Grandma was happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-2489297497499302819?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2489297497499302819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=2489297497499302819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2489297497499302819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2489297497499302819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/01/jackson-counsins-2010.html' title='Jackson Counsins 2010'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/S422mIyblLI/AAAAAAAAAh8/qvOLcXVnEV8/s72-c/Cousins+Jan+2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-2741601870610271822</id><published>2010-01-01T19:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T19:47:15.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><title type='text'>Lazy New Year's Day</title><content type='html'>The Christmas decorations are put away and winter/snowmen decorations are up and now I feel like I need to clean out EVERY single cupboard and closet in my house!  I seem to go through this every year -- at least until I go back to work and then I am slammed with tax season and really don't look back again until mid-April.  I'm doing good to keep a home, kids, a job, and a family above water during tax season that I don't have time to worry about dirty closets!  Maybe it's time for another to do list that I can slowly check off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We partied with the Godderidge's until about 1 am last night.  When we got home, I was still pretty wired so I watched tv for a while before falling asleep about 2:30.  I woke up around 6 when Todd got up to help his dad milk the cows.  Stayed awake for a couple of hours and then had a nap at 9:00 in the morning.  I finally woke up about 11:15am!  I decided since it was almost noon, I better get going if I wanted to accomplish anything today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed the holiday season and made it through without too many fights from the boys but I  am looking forward to getting into our routine again -- please remind my of that when I'm sick of spelling words in about two weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-2741601870610271822?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2741601870610271822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=2741601870610271822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2741601870610271822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2741601870610271822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/01/lazy-new-years-day.html' title='Lazy New Year&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-5378787805610045107</id><published>2010-01-01T01:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:17:25.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Welcome 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz2veve8ryI/AAAAAAAAAes/nXZyUuBR5Ls/s1600-h/147638u0b1j8a9ag.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421682469101154082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz2veve8ryI/AAAAAAAAAes/nXZyUuBR5Ls/s320/147638u0b1j8a9ag.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2238478467618453759-5378787805610045107?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5378787805610045107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=5378787805610045107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5378787805610045107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5378787805610045107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-2010.html' title='Welcome 2010!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz2veve8ryI/AAAAAAAAAes/nXZyUuBR5Ls/s72-c/147638u0b1j8a9ag.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-6184114985448348648</id><published>2009-12-31T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:16:29.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>New Year's Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few years ago, Lynn and April invited us to their house for a New Year's Eve Party. It has become a tradition that our family looks forward to each year. We hang out in our jammies, snack until we are all sick, play games, laugh, throw confetti, and ring the the new year! Thanks Godderigdes for the fun times and memories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421929001752094546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz6Ps1LSZ1I/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ-Dhi0BsPY/s320/DSCF1178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421928866201020866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz6Pk8NZKcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/GMM2w-PCqtU/s320/DSCF1164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421928997375408402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz6Psk3zeRI/AAAAAAAAAfM/39UrGYaDcQ8/s320/DSCF1175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421928884195029250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz6Pl_Pf8QI/AAAAAAAAAfE/xK4Iuk3yYe8/s320/DSCF1173.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421928871816770610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz6PlRIStDI/AAAAAAAAAe8/DfoKEVDLe-s/s320/DSCF1172.JPG" border="0" /&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2238478467618453759-6184114985448348648?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6184114985448348648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=6184114985448348648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6184114985448348648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6184114985448348648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-eve.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz6Ps1LSZ1I/AAAAAAAAAfU/IQ-Dhi0BsPY/s72-c/DSCF1178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3907616094753727181</id><published>2009-12-30T18:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T19:29:43.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Idaho Falls Basketball Tournament</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Idaho Falls Basketball Tournament&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;December 29 and 30, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1WwfRlZ9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/DXbjkXSSOCA/s1600-h/K+IF6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421584917452908498" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1WwfRlZ9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/DXbjkXSSOCA/s320/K+IF6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1bzj_0tyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/oTasGP7EUkg/s1600-h/T+IF1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421590467818338082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1bzj_0tyI/AAAAAAAAAeM/oTasGP7EUkg/s320/T+IF1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent two days in Idaho Falls at a basketball tournament. Both Tyler and Kody played in the tournament so it was another two days full of basketball games. Kody's team is made up of 4th graders and unfortunately all the teams in their division were 5th graders -- and a year's worth of growth makes a HUGE difference. I felt really bad for Kody's team they really struggled in all of their games - not because they can't play basketball but because they can't play basketball when the other team has at least 5 inches on them! I hope Kody had a fun time regardless of the losses and that he feels good about the way he played. I know that he had fun with his teammates, running around the hotel at 10:30 at night, and hanging out with them during the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1WoeGjKEI/AAAAAAAAAdU/PkasRsp1caI/s1600-h/K+IF5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421584779699234882" style="WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1WoeGjKEI/AAAAAAAAAdU/PkasRsp1caI/s320/K+IF5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1WoNfbvZI/AAAAAAAAAdM/gctpguKeKss/s1600-h/K+IF4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421584775240203666" style="WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1WoNfbvZI/AAAAAAAAAdM/gctpguKeKss/s320/K+IF4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1WnCTRQhI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PBi7RLaMOXo/s1600-h/K+IF2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421584755056525842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1WnCTRQhI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PBi7RLaMOXo/s320/K+IF2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1WmpGSSlI/AAAAAAAAAc0/KnjQHQ5IkEw/s1600-h/K+IF1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421584748291181138" style="WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1WmpGSSlI/AAAAAAAAAc0/KnjQHQ5IkEw/s320/K+IF1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1aEMGpWXI/AAAAAAAAAd8/c7IcON2Gsis/s1600-h/T+IF4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421588554439022962" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1aEMGpWXI/AAAAAAAAAd8/c7IcON2Gsis/s320/T+IF4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1cHYGEVEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/24LPjakJYt0/s1600-h/T+IF2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421590808220685378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1cHYGEVEI/AAAAAAAAAeU/24LPjakJYt0/s320/T+IF2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler's team dominated in their division. They won the tournament -- can you tell by that huge grin! Tyler's team has really jelled together and are a great bunch of boys. Tyler had some really good games - averaging about 14 points per game. It's been fun to watch them win a few tournaments - they too had their days of losing so maybe Kody's day will come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1dIdsojbI/AAAAAAAAAec/G2uDPJnOeCk/s1600-h/T+IF1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421591926416117170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1dIdsojbI/AAAAAAAAAec/G2uDPJnOeCk/s320/T+IF1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2238478467618453759-3907616094753727181?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3907616094753727181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3907616094753727181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3907616094753727181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3907616094753727181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/idaho-falls-basketball-tournament.html' title='Idaho Falls Basketball Tournament'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1WwfRlZ9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/DXbjkXSSOCA/s72-c/K+IF6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1776895846955992195</id><published>2009-12-28T20:50:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:37:52.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Yes - I stole my sister's background!</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to be getting ready to go to a basketball tournament in Idaho Falls tomorrow morning but instead I am spending time on my blog -- somehow we'll still get to Idaho Falls in time for tip-off. Tyler and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt; are both playing in the same tournament so it will be another 2 days of many, many basketball games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to find a cute blog background for winter and of course the one I liked the very best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shalise&lt;/span&gt; had on her blog -- so after much searching I just decided to copy her! Thanks for doing the leg work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shalise&lt;/span&gt; so I didn't have to do much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-1776895846955992195?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1776895846955992195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1776895846955992195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1776895846955992195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1776895846955992195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-i-stole-my-sisters-background.html' title='Yes - I stole my sister&apos;s background!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-5548182645665380349</id><published>2009-12-26T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:36:06.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Christmas Morning 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1NMfd57JI/AAAAAAAAAbE/lNTtIgw8vDA/s1600-h/Xmas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421574403424644242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1NMfd57JI/AAAAAAAAAbE/lNTtIgw8vDA/s320/Xmas2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421576415741598162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1PBn7p2dI/AAAAAAAAAb8/wkzV1y7_dD4/s320/Xmas1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tyler and Kody opening their stocking stuffers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421574685493752818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1Nc6Qa8_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/C0PsMFu0Iy0/s320/Tyler+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421574890881682786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1No3YuDWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/Lj_xYeNcL8Y/s320/Kody+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kody opening .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421575504104504658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1OMj0bvVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Us-wk2xvFag/s320/Kody2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421575508888200466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1OM1o9JRI/AAAAAAAAAbk/-SrYlzgilLs/s320/Kody3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;his Motor Scooter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Can you tell Tyler was excited about his ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421576434536341890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1PCt8q4YI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XPwolqqScqg/s320/Tyler2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;iPod touch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421576422275612530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1PCARe_3I/AAAAAAAAAcE/Kp6LmxUDc1U/s320/Tyler3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We tried to keep things pretty low key this Christmas.  The boys both got their one big gift and then a few other "needs" -- Church clothes, snow pants, head lamps, and a book.  It was a fun morning and then we went to Shalise's for Christmas Brunch.  Shalise is  keeping Grandma Great's tradition alive.  Thanks Shalise for doing breakfast.  I appreciate your efforts!  Christmas breakfast will always have a special meaning to me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-5548182645665380349?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5548182645665380349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=5548182645665380349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5548182645665380349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5548182645665380349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1NMfd57JI/AAAAAAAAAbE/lNTtIgw8vDA/s72-c/Xmas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-9003332737529017531</id><published>2009-12-24T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T18:50:11.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>I hosted a Christmas Eve dinner at our house this year.  Mom and Dad, Shalise, Eric and the boys, Jeff and Audrey and their kids, and Michelle and Reggi came.  We had a great dinner (even if I do say so myself).  We had ham, funeral potatoes, peas, raspberry jello salad, Sarah's salad, and pie and ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy decorating the tables for various events - it doesn't take much to make things look just a little extra special.  Sophia's taught me that if it's worth doing, it's worth going the extra mile -- so I used the dollar store hurricane lamp, garland from the basement, ornaments, and a little candy for the centerpieces on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1TSXpV_xI/AAAAAAAAAcc/z8AgtOOWsCU/s1600-h/Xmas+Eve+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421581101474119442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1TSXpV_xI/AAAAAAAAAcc/z8AgtOOWsCU/s320/Xmas+Eve+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1Sbu1ThmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/vzUrGtJ-Pjw/s1600-h/Xmas+Eve+Dinner+table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421580162805499490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1Sbu1ThmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/vzUrGtJ-Pjw/s320/Xmas+Eve+Dinner+table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michelle, Reggi (with his back to the camera) and Kody.  I don't even know who took these next two pictures -- it was just on my camera so I put it on my blog -- sure do love you Michelle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421581113809485186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1TTFmUvYI/AAAAAAAAAcs/PwgrV3RMyO8/s320/xeve3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421581111125753938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1TS7meQFI/AAAAAAAAAck/huCLbAs1s_o/s320/xmas+eve4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Michelle and Emma&lt;br /&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/2238478467618453759-9003332737529017531?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/9003332737529017531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=9003332737529017531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/9003332737529017531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/9003332737529017531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sz1TSXpV_xI/AAAAAAAAAcc/z8AgtOOWsCU/s72-c/Xmas+Eve+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3792262043341328569</id><published>2009-12-24T06:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T06:53:45.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SzNwqVlnBMI/AAAAAAAAAa0/TNPDmCa0mBI/s1600-h/709460o8p5kyklfw.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418798649308546242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SzNwqVlnBMI/AAAAAAAAAa0/TNPDmCa0mBI/s320/709460o8p5kyklfw.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 6:46 am and I've done a load of laundry, made two pans of funeral potatoes, baked two loaves of Poppy Seed Bread, loaded and started the dishwasher for one load, hand washed the few dishes that wouldn't fit in the dishwasher, and put the ham in the oven.  I'm now ready for a nap!  Actually, it will probably be nap time around here about 1:00pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having Christmas Eve dinner at our house tonight, Christmas Brunch at Shalise's tomorrow, a late lunch at Sharon's, and soup at my mom's Christmas night!  Holy Cow! - that's a lot of food (and according to Todd -- too much family time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful holiday weekend and are able to spend time with those you love and enjoy being with!  Merry Christmas to all of you who take the time to read my blog.  I love you for your friendship.&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/2238478467618453759-3792262043341328569?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3792262043341328569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3792262043341328569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3792262043341328569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3792262043341328569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-to-you.html' title='Merry Christmas to You!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SzNwqVlnBMI/AAAAAAAAAa0/TNPDmCa0mBI/s72-c/709460o8p5kyklfw.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-8071511748643685470</id><published>2009-12-20T17:25:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:15:51.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Jackson Family 2009 Christmas Activity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7A1QCqiFI/AAAAAAAAAY8/yiQD9kOjpz8/s1600-h/100_0434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417479422845028434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7A1QCqiFI/AAAAAAAAAY8/yiQD9kOjpz8/s320/100_0434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This year for Christmas my parents started a new tradition. They have decided that instead of giving presents that are often forgotten, broken, or lost, they would give us a weekend full of memories that will last forever. On Thanksgiving Day, we were told about this activity and that it would involve a service activity, some fun activities, and some cultural activities. As part of the service activity, there would be another family joining us and participating in all of the activities with us. The Hebdon family is a part member family with 4 children. The father is out of work and the family probably wouldn't be having much of a Christmas. As siblings, we decided to forgo presents to each other and to Sub for Santa for this family. With only those details, we headed out Friday morning (12/18/09) and arrived at our first destination... &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Boondocks in Kaysville.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417482314111710210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7Ddi2W9AI/AAAAAAAAAZc/2kjM79SYgEo/s320/100_0389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Grandpa, Uncle Scott, Breck, Kody, and Kimball having a shooting contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417482306984762482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7DdITKXHI/AAAAAAAAAZU/d5CDNr1BfqE/s320/100_0380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aunt Michelle and Kody on the GoKarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417482303334156994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7Dc6syisI/AAAAAAAAAZM/JB3CNAgpHO4/s320/100_0379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler on the GoKarts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417482293474078018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7DcV99rUI/AAAAAAAAAZE/KzKu8VJRw0g/s320/100_0378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Michelle and Libby talking with Amber and Wyatt Hebdon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417483469504824722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7EgzBixZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/TYa7anvtNQo/s320/100_0394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eric and Shalise in a game of air hockey -- for the record Shalise beat Eric 7-6!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417483480758820914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7Ehc8tIDI/AAAAAAAAAZs/jZKZHoI9a44/s320/100_0402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tickets, tickets, and more tickets!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next, we headed to Bountiful and ate at Chuck-A-Rama. Everyone was able to get what they liked or wanted. We enjoyed the time visiting while the kids ate, ate, spilt drinks, ate some more, and made ice cream sundaes. After dinner we headed south to Salt Lake and checked into the Hilton Hotel on South Temple. Parent were exhausted and ready for naps but the kids could not get in the swimming pool fast enough. I was one of those parents who chose to nap so I have no swimming pictures but I'm sure there was much fun had in the pool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At 9:00pm we gathered in Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma's room for the evening activities. We all began to assemble and it was going to be a tight squeeze to get us all in one hotel room. Grandpa began by making sure everyone was comfortable but in order to do that we'd have to rearrange a few things. He opened the door that was connected to another room -- The Vice Presidential Suite. The kids all thought that was so cool, so big, and so awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417487431889434274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7IHcDptqI/AAAAAAAAAaE/yq9XRp3v-eA/s320/100_0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Michelle, Gentry, Audry, Cainan, Marci, Ashlynn, Porter, and Cardon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417487443323076610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7IIGppQAI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ufIi_oMT2oM/s320/100_0409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The grand kids preparing for a puppet show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417487437070128866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7IHvW01uI/AAAAAAAAAaM/s_GqE9u1I6g/s320/100_0406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;More puppet show preparation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417488262524088338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7I3yaYsBI/AAAAAAAAAac/sfsqELjKZ6M/s320/100_0416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Puppet Show of Jesus Birth!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417488272934758882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7I4ZMe6eI/AAAAAAAAAak/yblCVt1j47g/s320/100_0432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Todd, Dawson, Tyler, Porter, Eric and Kimball playing with the Jenga blocks. Boys will be Boys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After the evening of a puppet show, games and food, we all headed to bed for a good nights rest.  Grandpa and Grandma wore us all out!  Grandma provided yummy cinnamon rolls, fruit, and juice for breakfast.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We then headed over to the Utah Symphony Christmas concert -- you guessed it -- Grandma's choice!  Actually is wasn't too bad.  Santa played the tuba, lead the symphony and helped with the sing-a-long.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417488275434727186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7I4ighZxI/AAAAAAAAAas/M5m-tcYNsFA/s320/100_0460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Reggi and Michelle waiting before the concert.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The weekend was full of fun, family, laughs, meeting new friends and making memories.  Thanks Mom and Dad for putting this together for us.  The memories will last in our hearts and mind forever!  It was a weekend that I really enjoyed.  It was nice to spend time away from the hustle and bustle of the season, away from work, away from cell phones, but spent with those that I love the most!  Thanks family for a great weekend -- can't wait until our Christmas weekend 2010!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-8071511748643685470?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8071511748643685470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=8071511748643685470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8071511748643685470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8071511748643685470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/jackson-family-2009-christmas-activity.html' title='Jackson Family 2009 Christmas Activity'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy7A1QCqiFI/AAAAAAAAAY8/yiQD9kOjpz8/s72-c/100_0434.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-7192804013780413715</id><published>2009-12-17T17:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T17:23:22.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy6-ke5N9JI/AAAAAAAAAY0/akbHq28Til8/s1600-h/100_0375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417476935750907026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy6-ke5N9JI/AAAAAAAAAY0/akbHq28Til8/s320/100_0375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kody asked me the other night why nobody, except Sophia, was updating their blog anymore. I tried to explain to him that December is full of many, many things that take up our time and sometimes other things have to be put aside for a time. If you are at all like our family, a night home during the month of December is a present itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been busy, but have had a great time doing so. Again, more for our family memories than anything else, here is a run down of our December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 1 - We attended Hayden's basketball game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 2 - USU vs BYU basketball game - always a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 4 - We went to SLC to see The Savior of The World musical at the Conference Center. A wonderful production about the Savior's birth and death. Much different that I expected (not really sure what I expected) but it was a great musical. Tyler was fascinated with the stage and all of the different things it could do - some parts raised, other parts raised, some parts went down, you get the idea. Tyler tried and tried to figure out how that all worked - glad he had that to entertain himself because he didn't find the play as enjoyable as Todd and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 4 - Found out that my brother, Scott, was in a hospital in Las Vegas with a blood clot in his lung.   He spent a few days in the hospital before be able to come home.  We are so thankful that there wasn't a different outcome to this situation.  He is doing better, still has some pain occasionally but is slowly getting back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 5 - Tyler's basketball game. Emma's baptism and confirmation and a family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 6 - Gentry's baby blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 7 - Kody, Tyler, and I went to Brooklyn and Sidney's piano recital. It was awesome to see those two cute girls share their talent with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 8 - Tyler's Football Banquet at the Logan Golf &amp;amp; Country Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 9 - My work party at Iron Gate Grill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 10 - Kody had a eye doctor appointment - thankfully he doesn't need glasses -- just needs to wash his eyes out better so the pores don't get clogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 11 - Watched Scott's 6th grade team play basketball at 7.&lt;br /&gt;Tyler played basketball at 8.&lt;br /&gt;Kody played basketball at 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 12 - Tyler played basketball at 9.&lt;br /&gt;Kody played basketball at 10.&lt;br /&gt;Kody played basketball at 11.&lt;br /&gt;Tyler played basketball at 12.&lt;br /&gt;Ate our lunch and watched Braxton play basketball at 1.&lt;br /&gt;Tyler played basketball at 2.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Scott's 6th grade team play basketball at 3.&lt;br /&gt;Tyler played in the Championship Basketball Game at 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes -- we watched and played A LOT of basketball in less than 24 hours. We were supposed to go to the Aggie game that night but we were basketballed out -- and you know how much our family LOVES basketball and especially Aggie Basketball but we had had enough! Stayed home Saturday night and it felt wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 16 - Tyler played basketball at 5:30 and 7:30 and I went with some friends from our ward on a limo ride -- such an adventure. The limo broke down and we had to wait for someone to come and give the battery a jump and then trade cars and then went back to Sophia's to watch a cute chick flick, The Holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 17 - Allred Jackson rented out the entire theatre for the Pickleville Christmas musical.  We love Pickleville productions and it is always such a treat to attend them.  You would think that this sports family doesn't have any other interests but I never have to beg or plead to go to a Pickleville Production.  Pickleville has become a tradition in our family.  Summer productions at Bear Lake and the Christmas production on campus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a few busy, busy weeks but all great memories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-7192804013780413715?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7192804013780413715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=7192804013780413715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7192804013780413715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7192804013780413715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sy6-ke5N9JI/AAAAAAAAAY0/akbHq28Til8/s72-c/100_0375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-4879340611492695362</id><published>2009-12-06T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:03:04.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><title type='text'>Tyler's 2009 Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d5449344d4451794f444d3d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox collage: Tyler 2009 Football" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d5449344d4451794f444d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own collage - 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Most nights we each wrote one thing we were thankful for and put it in the can. Below is the list of things our family is thankful for: (in no particular order and I didn't identify who wrote what -- although some are obvious who wrote them!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flowers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;An awesome husband who treats me so good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blankets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trees&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our awesome neighbors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Missionaries and Kade&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Animals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My testimony of the Savior&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas lights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My talent to play the piano&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;TV&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thermal underwear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neighbors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Bed to sleep in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;TV&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;School&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Animals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good Neighbors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beautiful moonlit nights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parents and their example&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sports&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Furnaces &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunny Days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A companion that is my best friend and takes care of me and the boys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A great job&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good Friends and Neighbors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Modern technology&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parents who support us&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Primary teachers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Children&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being able to watch Tyler and Kody play sports&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A wonderful husband who takes me on buggy rides&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trees&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Animals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;People fighting for our freedoms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beautiful flowers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;A warm house to come home to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakfast Burritos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holidays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;The scriptures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-8118966953948547725?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8118966953948547725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=8118966953948547725' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8118966953948547725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8118966953948547725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sw5NfWJ4NmI/AAAAAAAAAXU/yGRLqCoKRX8/s72-c/2481689ln80nrmatg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3536142051111503794</id><published>2009-11-20T11:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T12:01:02.275-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>November Nonsense</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here at work (although I haven't done much work!) realizing that I don't even have a complete week left of work days in the month of November - our office is closed Thursday and Friday for Thanksgiving. What happened? Where has it gone? What have I done? What haven't I done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done?&lt;br /&gt;--Went to Park City with Shalise, Michelle, and Amy for a scrapbook retreat. I took crafts to work on instead of scrapbooking - I'll post pictures as soon as all the Christmas decor is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--April and I hosted a Neighborhood Holiday Open House. This is the second year we have done this. We invite the people in our neighborhood and ask them each to donate a can of food for each member of their family. We serve donuts and hot choc and visit with everyone for an hour. Visiting is our Christmas gift to each other and it relieves the stress of "neighbor gifts" at Christmas time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Held Activity Days and assigned Secret Sisters to the girls. I remember doing this is Young Women's and loving it! The girls were crazy excited - almost more than I could take! They all seemed to be worried that I would know who my secret sister was since I made the assignments. Funny thing is, I can't remember who has me! Those girls don't realize how much junk is floating around upstairs and I choose to only remember the necessary things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Went to a Veteran's Day Assembly at Kody's school. Kody had a speaking part so Todd and I went. The school has sent home a note every year inviting parents but I've never gone before -- I was missing out! Holy Cow! It was an awesome assembly! Only problem -- I didn't bring a tissue. I'm sure that those young voices don't really understand what the songs they sing or the words that are spoken mean but as an adult it was such a powerful reminder of the blessing of freedom. Since Audrey's brother was killed in Iraq (about 1 1/2 year ago), I stop and think every time I hear of a soldier being killed that that is some body's sons, some one's brother, some one's nephew, etc. Unfortunately, until things hit close to home they really don't impact me much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Kade left on his mission. Wednesday morning I was at the kitchen sink washing dishes and I saw him go out to feed their dog. I realized that he was taking pictures and playing with Trigger one last time. He stayed outside for a little while longer than usual. I had tears running down my face watching this happen. I almost felt like I was invading his private time with Trigger -- but I was really just washing dishes! It's been fun to watch his excitement gown and his desire to serve the Lord. I can't say again how grateful we are for such awesome neighbors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Kody plays his last basketball game in Brigham on Tuesday night. It's been fun to watch his team develop into a team instead of just 8 players who happen to be wearing the same jersey. They will be playing in a tournament in early December at Sky View and then again just after Christmas in Idaho Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Kody got his headgear yesterday. He's been a trooper although having been there, done that, I know his teeth hurt. He has the same small mouth I have and I think he's just beginning the fun of having teeth pulled and braces. But I'm so glad that my parents took me to the ortho so now it's my turn to be the parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post seems to be a lot about Kody -- I do have a second son (in birth order, a first son!). Tyler's calendar hasn't been too full this month but the usual basketball, Young Men's and school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've done in the month of November!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-3536142051111503794?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3536142051111503794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3536142051111503794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3536142051111503794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3536142051111503794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/november-nonsense.html' title='November Nonsense'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-5344148359896641660</id><published>2009-11-02T09:00:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:15:24.726-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crafts'/><title type='text'>Introducing ...</title><content type='html'>a new Blog! I spend WAY too much time (aka wasting time) surfing the craft blogs on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; and I often find cute things I'd like to do make. I was keeping a notebook of these projects as I'd come across them but then I finally thought why not start my own crafting blog. I am a visual person and like to see the finished product so a blog made perfect sense. I could still keep track of my ideas (cuz there just isn't enough room in my brain) and see the pictures too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.karaskraftkorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.karaskraftkorner.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm a firm believer in the scripture that talks about a time and a season for everything and right now isn't my crafting time. Don't get me wrong, I do find or make time for a project here and there but I would love to craft every day if I could. So far, all of these ideas have been others and I've given proper credit. When I get around to making (copying) these ideas I will show you my version of the project. Feel free to visit these wonderful blogs - but be careful you may find yourself getting sucked into the crafting blog world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy these ideas as much as I have! Happy Crafting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-5344148359896641660?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5344148359896641660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=5344148359896641660' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5344148359896641660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5344148359896641660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/11/introducing.html' title='Introducing ...'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-300913192703410339</id><published>2009-10-31T06:00:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T06:00:00.900-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sut6POpguTI/AAAAAAAAAVs/nK-m_th7b2A/s1600-h/pumpkins5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398542980382505266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sut6POpguTI/AAAAAAAAAVs/nK-m_th7b2A/s320/pumpkins5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Family Home Evening last Monday night, April invited us over to carve pumpkins with their family. Tyler and Kody love to carve pumpkins -- and it's not one of my favorite holiday tradition! I was so glad when she offered to let us tag along with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398543350625427874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sut6kx6TYaI/AAAAAAAAAWE/ms33jUpOeSo/s320/pumpkins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brooklyn, Kody, Kade and Jennica putting the final touches on their pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398543210491915218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sut6cn33q9I/AAAAAAAAAV8/mI5Ttyv9aEs/s320/pumpkin3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler has finished his pumpkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398543119574273666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sut6XVLajoI/AAAAAAAAAV0/pyXTFqr6g5g/s320/pumpkin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kody's just about finished with his pumpkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398543465750266178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sut6reyNAUI/AAAAAAAAAWM/O8cEGNs9kvk/s320/pumpkins4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Braxton, Kody, Brooklyn, and Tyler sitting on Godderidge's porch with their pumpkins lit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-300913192703410339?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/300913192703410339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=300913192703410339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/300913192703410339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/300913192703410339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sut6POpguTI/AAAAAAAAAVs/nK-m_th7b2A/s72-c/pumpkins5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-5964221890230167423</id><published>2009-10-30T17:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:40:05.493-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><title type='text'>Crazy Hair Day 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy Hair Day is something Tyler and Kody both look forward to each year in conjunction with Red Ribbon Week. The boys choose to keep their hair fairly short so coloring their hair is about our only option. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398540791108267346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sut4Py927VI/AAAAAAAAAVc/EDCouzl70E0/s320/Tyler+crazy+hair+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398540799493192834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sut4QSM-vII/AAAAAAAAAVk/H-96gdDHX94/s320/Tyler+crazy+hair+day+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd made this arrow that looks like it goes through your head a long time ago, I think even before we were married. The boys have enjoyed playing with it from time to time but we've never used it for any real purpose. About 6 weeks ago, Kody came up with his plan for crazy hair day using this arrow. I thought it was pretty clever of him to come up with this plan all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398540784427831730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sut4PaFHkbI/AAAAAAAAAVM/I3Wik9lCc_s/s320/Kody+crazy+hair+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398540788830268242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sut4Pqeva1I/AAAAAAAAAVU/8FIXt6Po5HA/s320/Kody+crazy+hair+day+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2238478467618453759-5964221890230167423?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5964221890230167423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=5964221890230167423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5964221890230167423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5964221890230167423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/crazy-hair-day-2009.html' title='Crazy Hair Day 2009'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sut4Py927VI/AAAAAAAAAVc/EDCouzl70E0/s72-c/Tyler+crazy+hair+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1015927553502082281</id><published>2009-10-22T20:54:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:58:23.993-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Countdown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SuEd9T5gl8I/AAAAAAAAAU8/0JSFwMHq0YU/s1600-h/Christmas_Tree_Decoration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395626767717275586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SuEd9T5gl8I/AAAAAAAAAU8/0JSFwMHq0YU/s320/Christmas_Tree_Decoration.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At work today we got talking about Christmas. The parties, the gifts, the food, the sights and sounds of the season, the money involved, the decorations, etc. Usually, and I repeat usually, I am giving some thought to putting up my tree within two or three weeks from right now but I'm no where near that idea this year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It seems like that for all of 2009, I'm not as organized or put together as I usually am. Is it old age? Is it that I feel like I'm always tired? Is it that my plate is always full so I just take the next thing on the list? (I really hope this isn't the reason, because this is how my mom usually operates and I've been know to get after her for this.) Is it that my boys always have their own agendas that I've not aware of until the last minute? Is it that I don't care anymore? What is it? It is driving me crazy trying to figure out why.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last week I did ask the boys to write down a few Christmas ideas for me. When I got the lists back, most of the items I expected and I even added a few that I've heard them mention recently. Yesterday, while driving Tyler to basketball practice, he said "Mom, I want to scratch everything off my Christmas list and add just one thing." I asked him what it was and he replied "A laptop computer." He couldn't have been more serious than if he had had a heart attack.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As I've thought about Tyler's response and then our discussion at work today, I've decided that Christmas and every other holiday for that matter is just all about money and to see who can out do who. I know, I know, I'm probably the last person to figure this out (or maybe to just finally admit it)! I hear the older generation talk about how they only got 1 gift (homemade) and an orange in their stocking but how that was the best Christmas ever. With the exception of the Wii, I doubt my kids could tell you what else they got for Christmas last year. Oh wait - they'd probably mention their sports scrapbooks -- homemade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It saddens me when I stop and think about how worldly I've made Christmases in the past. I have a friend who narrows her children's gifts to the following: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. a want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. a need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. something for that child's talent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. something religious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. a book&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. a movie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It seems like there was one or two more categories but this is the majority of them. I like these ideas and am going to try and use this, or at least something similar for my gift giving this year. I'd really like to make the boys something (the homemade thing) again this year but I'm struggling with what. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also want to focus more on the reason for the season (I already bought our tickets to the Savior of the World at the Conference Center in SLC), more family time and less stress and less money spent. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll step down from my soap box now.  What are you doing to prepare for Christmas? What do you do to make Christmas more meaningful? I'd love to hear your ideas, thoughts and comments. &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/2238478467618453759-1015927553502082281?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1015927553502082281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1015927553502082281' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1015927553502082281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1015927553502082281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/christmas-countdown.html' title='Christmas Countdown!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SuEd9T5gl8I/AAAAAAAAAU8/0JSFwMHq0YU/s72-c/Christmas_Tree_Decoration.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-391533124340142383</id><published>2009-10-19T18:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:40:54.004-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kara'/><title type='text'>Swine Flu - Can you believe people really get it?</title><content type='html'>Well believe it! I'm not exactly sure where I picked it up from but that dang virus grabbed hold of my system and wasn't letting go for anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler and Kody had both been feverish, chilling, and coughing last weekend and the beginning of last week but they bounced back after two days. I too got the chills, fever and cough - expecting the same pattern as the boys. My cold seemed to be a little bit worse but still nothing to worry about. During this same time, we had our final tax deadline of the year at work so that meant working some extra hours but anything I haven't done before. On Thursday (which was the deadline) I just kept pushing and going until about 8:00 that night. As I fell into bed, I felt really crappy but mom's can't be sick, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I got up, still not feeling or looking that great, but I was going to host a dinner for my siblings and their spouses on Saturday night so I tried to clean a little and then I'd have to rest for a while, clean so more, rest some more. By noon, I went straight to bed - never to see the light of day again until Sunday morning. (Except for the 2 hours I was at InstaCare).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I'm on the mend and continue to feel better each day. I've never been a flu shot person but I do think I'll be getting mine and having my family get theirs as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-391533124340142383?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/391533124340142383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=391533124340142383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/391533124340142383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/391533124340142383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/swine-flu-can-you-believe-people-really.html' title='Swine Flu - Can you believe people really get it?'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3296357685127271080</id><published>2009-10-01T05:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T05:44:20.194-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><title type='text'>Happy 10th Birthday Kody!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SsSVdjQVEXI/AAAAAAAAATI/ylaL_wKrSCw/s1600-h/Kody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387595389154431346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SsSVdjQVEXI/AAAAAAAAATI/ylaL_wKrSCw/s320/Kody.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kody is ten today. WOW - it really doesn't seem like 10 years ago that we brought a 7 lb 6 oz baby boy into the world. As every mother does, I still remember the details of his birth very vividly. We were anxious to add to our family and excited to have another healthy and happy little boy. We knew we wanted this new little boy's middle name to be the same as my dad's and grandpa's which is Wells but we struggled with a first name. Obviously, we had named our first boy Tyler and thought it might be fun to have a "K" name - since we already had Todd, Kara, Tyler- we might as well keep the pattern going! We tried many, many, names but nothing seemed just right. One day as I was flipping though a book, I saw the name Cody - and it just hit me! Cody could become Kody Wells Downs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 Fun and Interesting Facts about Kody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Kody enjoys watching SportsCenter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Kody enjoys animals and being with his dad at the barn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Kody has a very tender heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Kody has the ability to recognize when the activities need to change so that everyone can participate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Kody likes to have all of his clothes match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Kody is very sentimental and keeps things most people would throw away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Kody likes to play golf and basketball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. Kody has the cutest dimples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. Kody's favorite food is steak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. Kody enjoys babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kody--we &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you and are so thankful you are part of our family!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-3296357685127271080?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3296357685127271080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3296357685127271080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3296357685127271080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3296357685127271080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-10th-birthday-kody.html' title='Happy 10th Birthday Kody!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SsSVdjQVEXI/AAAAAAAAATI/ylaL_wKrSCw/s72-c/Kody.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-8613656410756428037</id><published>2009-09-29T05:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T06:22:27.782-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighbors'/><title type='text'>Where did September go?</title><content type='html'>Boy - I'm way behind!  Where has the month gone?  As I look back through my calendar, I realize two things: 1)Life goes by way too fast.  2)If today isn't going your way, tomorrow will be here shortly.  Sunday in church our bishop was talking about how quickly the days go by and said "it will be Christmas in two weeks."  That's exactly how our September has gone -- I swear it was just Labor Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler's football is going well.  He has played some really good games.  He has had several behind the line sacks.  He's also had a few games that have been frustrating for him but it's all part of learning the game.  Football season could rapidly be ending - depending on the outcome of this weekends games.  I hate to see it end for Tyler.  He absolutely loves this sport and probably could play it longer than the little league season goes.  Thankfully, his basketball season starts the middle of October so he won't be idle too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventh grade is also going well for Tyler.  He loves school (always has).  He is a good student and happy most of the time.  Tyler is all about the social life.  He has attended a few parties in the last year and when he comes home and tells us about it, I just shake my head and wonder where the parents are.  Fortunately, nothing law breaking has happened but I still am amazed that some parents are so completely blind (or choose to be) to what is happening in their own home.   Because of these experiences, Todd and I have decided to host a Halloween Party for Tyler and a few of his friends.  Now keep in mind -- Halloween is my least favorite holiday so this is a huge step for me.  But I feel like if we don't provide those opportunities for Tyler, he will be invited elsewhere and who knows what will go on.  So if anyone has Halloween party ideas, send them my way, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kody will be 10 on Thursday!  WOW - that's my baby turning 10!  I'm excited for him but again it just reminds me how quickly life moves forward!  Kody is loving 4th grade.  It's fun to watch him get excited about different things they learn about.  He came home a few weeks ago and said that Mr. Smith had selected him to be the class representative for Youth 2000 (kinda like the exec council - they plan activities for the school).  Kody was so happy and I was thrilled for him.  He went to his first meeting last week.  All he could talk about was the donut they got after their meeting!  Typical boy!  Kody has been practicing basketball for about a month and his games start next week.  He is ready to play games instead of only practicing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow (9/30), Todd and I will celebrate the 15th anniversary of him asking me to marry him.  Really -- 15 years?  It's been a great 15!  Just thinking about it brings back all the memories, emotions, thoughts and feelings I had on that night.  I thank my Heavenly Father every day for such a great husband and friend.  It took us a long time to get together but it's been all worth the many, many days I thought I'd never get married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, Kade got his mission call.  He is going to the California San Bernadino Mission.  I tell my boys all the time - if they need an example to look to - look at Kade.  Todd and I have watched him grow and develop into a great young man!  He certainly has had his teenage moments but he always ended up doing what he knew was right.  He -- and his friends  have always given Tyler and Kody the time of day and acknowledged them.  I know that seems like a small thing, but it has really impressed me that these young men, who really could be annoyed by these little boys, have taken the time to say hi.  We have been blessed with awesome neighbors!  They feel more like family than neighbors.  Our lives would so different without them.  I know that Tyler and Kody are well taken care of while at their house or with them.  I know that I can call on them day or night for anything and they would drop whatever they were doing to help us out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-8613656410756428037?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8613656410756428037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=8613656410756428037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8613656410756428037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8613656410756428037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-did-september-go.html' title='Where did September go?'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-6495499673103127493</id><published>2009-09-09T15:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:41:31.558-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kara'/><title type='text'>09.09.09</title><content type='html'>I never think much about dates like today - 09.09.09 but I was watching Good Things Utah today and they said that this will be the last single digit combination like this until 01.01.2101. Well, I'm certain I won't be around by then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Things I Did Today--&lt;br /&gt;1. Cleaned the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;2. Laundry&lt;br /&gt;3. Cooked dinner&lt;br /&gt;4. Went grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;5. Vacuumed the family room&lt;br /&gt;6. Cleaned out my car&lt;br /&gt;7. Watched tv&lt;br /&gt;8. Held Activity Days&lt;br /&gt;9. Took a nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Things I Ate Today--&lt;br /&gt;1. Honey Bunches of Oats cereal&lt;br /&gt;2. Glass of Milk&lt;br /&gt;3. Peanut Butter Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;4. Fudge Striped Cookies&lt;br /&gt;5. Diet Coke&lt;br /&gt;6. Cucumbers from the garden&lt;br /&gt;7. Tomatoes from the garden&lt;br /&gt;8. Raspberries from the garden&lt;br /&gt;9. Tater Tot Casserole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine People I Talked To Today--&lt;br /&gt;1. Mom&lt;br /&gt;2. Ryan&lt;br /&gt;3. Suzanne&lt;br /&gt;4. Brooklyn&lt;br /&gt;5. Tami&lt;br /&gt;6. Sharon&lt;br /&gt;7. Shalise&lt;br /&gt;8. April&lt;br /&gt;9. Marci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Things on my To Do List--&lt;br /&gt;1. Spray paint a shelve and install in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;2. Figure out my Lia Sophia order&lt;br /&gt;3. Look at the case lot sale at Smith's and decide what I need&lt;br /&gt;4. Return a movie to Wendy&lt;br /&gt;5. Order Kody's year book for school&lt;br /&gt;6. Schedule a haircut appointment&lt;br /&gt;7. Plan a date with Todd&lt;br /&gt;8. Decide what to get Shalise for her birthday&lt;br /&gt;9. Print discount tickets off of the internet for the State Fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine Things I enjoy about Fall--&lt;br /&gt;1. Cool, crisp mornings&lt;br /&gt;2. Fall colors&lt;br /&gt;3. Fall desserts&lt;br /&gt;4. Getting out my sweaters and putting away summer clothes&lt;br /&gt;5. Tyler's football games&lt;br /&gt;6. Not having to shave my legs as much or paint my toenails&lt;br /&gt;7. Aggie basketball is just around the corner&lt;br /&gt;8. Pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;9. Cleaning up the garden - no more weeding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-6495499673103127493?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6495499673103127493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=6495499673103127493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6495499673103127493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6495499673103127493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909.html' title='09.09.09'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-6830080794477259472</id><published>2009-08-25T12:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T14:47:10.022-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FHE'/><title type='text'>Team Downs</title><content type='html'>In our home lately, Todd and I have felt that it's been a "ME" attitude and not a "WE" attitude. The boys were so worried about what they had to do/got verses what the other one had. Everyone seemed on edge, fighting and yelling could erupt at any given time -not the most pleasant family environment. Todd and I decided we need to do something to try and change the feeling in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt;, Todd gave us one of the best lessons we have probably EVER had for Family Home Evening. This idea worked for us because we are a sports playing. First Todd talked about playing football - its a team sport, what happens if the QB doesn't call a play, what happens if the wide receiver decides he's going to run a different play than what the QB calls, what happens if the center doesn't show up, etc. Todd took our family picture and asked us think of us as a mini-football team. He asked us each to write down our position on the team and what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;responsibilities&lt;/span&gt; we had in connection with that position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that my position was the center. If I'm not playing to my fullest, schedules don't get met, meals don't get cooked, laundry doesn't get done, etc. Todd was the QB - if he drops the ball nobody else can complete the play. He is my support because if he's not there who am I going to hike the ball too. Tyler and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt; both took the roll as wide receiver. They have to run the play that the QB calls or nothing will get accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm typing this, I hope I'm making sense. Maybe it was a "Had to Be There" moment but it was very fitting for our family right now. As we were climbing into bed last night, I asked Todd were he came up with the idea. He told me it just came to him yesterday while cutting hay. I truly believe it was inspiration and an answer to some prayers. Tyler and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt; really got it, or at least they seemed too. I think it will also be a go to idea when things get out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;control&lt;/span&gt; I can ask we are playing our position or if we need a time out and regroup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I didn't do this experience justice but I did feel the Spirit in our home last night during Family Home Evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-6830080794477259472?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6830080794477259472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=6830080794477259472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6830080794477259472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6830080794477259472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/team-downs.html' title='Team Downs'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-2771839147802992326</id><published>2009-08-23T12:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:59:38.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Housecleaning!</title><content type='html'>I was downloading some pictures from my camera and realized that I still had many pictures from summer events on my camera.  As I looked back at my blog, I missed blogging about several summer events.  So the next several entries are nothing more than me getting caught up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-2771839147802992326?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2771839147802992326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=2771839147802992326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2771839147802992326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2771839147802992326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-housecleaning.html' title='Blog Housecleaning!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-2898177605634626469</id><published>2009-08-23T12:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:55:32.827-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><title type='text'>1st Day of the 2009-2010 School Year</title><content type='html'>August 20, 2009 was Tyler and Kody's first day of school. Tyler is in the 7th grade at White Pine Middle School and Kody is in 4th grade at Summit Elementary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373233982476098610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGP1qSLnDI/AAAAAAAAASw/DtKOu1_A7KQ/s320/Tyler+1st+Day+of+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373234655310086498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGQc0yTgWI/AAAAAAAAATA/ku9q_bLdSpE/s320/Kody+1st+day+of+school.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/2238478467618453759-2898177605634626469?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2898177605634626469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=2898177605634626469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2898177605634626469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2898177605634626469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/1st-day-of-2009-2010-school-year.html' title='1st Day of the 2009-2010 School Year'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGP1qSLnDI/AAAAAAAAASw/DtKOu1_A7KQ/s72-c/Tyler+1st+Day+of+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-6437181890593217674</id><published>2009-08-23T12:32:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:49:24.241-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Guild Renuion in Wyoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First off, I stole these pictures from my sister-in-law, Amy's blog. I took my camera but didn't take it out of the truck once! What a slacker I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This reunion is on my mom's dad side of the family - several generations back - still not totally sure how we are really related to these people. Most of my family has been going for a few years now but we have not be able to go because the reunion has been the same weekend as Tyler's first football each season. This year football started a week later so we decided to go and find out what's its all about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reunion is about 20 miles east and then 20 miles south (on a dirt road) of Evanston. Not much is out there except sage brush, cow pipes and the wind! The Guilds own 20,000 acres of land that goes and goes and goes. They live such a simple life. I was amazed how they really live. They do have electricity and running water, but the homes are simple and just the basics. They truly were happy and the nicest people. It was good for me to see that people really live on a lot less than I am blessed with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373231572278067698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGNpXmMQfI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nuKfPlR7Bvg/s320/DSCF1029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A real cowboy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode our four-wheelers in the mud because it rained really hard Saturday morning. Tyler and Kody shot clay pigeons with Eric. Todd and I enjoyed just being able to relax and enjoy the nieces and nephews in a different setting than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373231458380882322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGNivS_IZI/AAAAAAAAASA/_UlF9duEhJA/s320/DSCF1008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libby and Michelle, and Todd in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373231515663602914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGNmEsQFOI/AAAAAAAAASI/OKYLDtRY5ks/s320/DSCF1011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalise and Noelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373231723494924786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGNyK7GYfI/AAAAAAAAASo/VC6Qs58QkXU/s320/DSCF1081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chubby Bunny Champion!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373231670640578434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGNvGBpD4I/AAAAAAAAASg/j0FTxs6vzlI/s320/DSCF1053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373231618173634402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGNsCkjB2I/AAAAAAAAASY/mX7fdzO2DC8/s320/DSCF1043.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandpa Jack and Tyler playing Chubby Bunny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-6437181890593217674?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6437181890593217674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=6437181890593217674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6437181890593217674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6437181890593217674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/guild-renuion-in-wyoming.html' title='Guild Renuion in Wyoming'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGNpXmMQfI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nuKfPlR7Bvg/s72-c/DSCF1029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-285216134348646645</id><published>2009-08-23T12:17:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:27:49.057-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4-H'/><title type='text'>Cache County Fair 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fair was August 6-8, 2009. Tyler and Kody had been working all summer long to show their sheep at the county fair. The time had finally arrived. With much anticipation, we loaded up the camp trailer, the sheep, Trixie, and ourselves and spent 4 days at the County Fair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We learned a lot about sheep, we learned a few things we will do differently next year, and we learned that the camp trailer is a must for mom! Tyler and Kody seemed to have a great time seeing old friends and meeting new friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler and Kody both won blue ribbons in their market class and both placed about 5th or 6th in their fitting and showmanship classes. They both were able to sell their sheep at the Jr. Livestock sale on Saturday for a decent price. Overall it was a positive experience and one that we will be doing again next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373227246364045298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGJtkT6r_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/zutTnCHQ1YE/s320/shhep+4.jpg" border="0" /&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_5373227103389880418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGJlPsOEGI/AAAAAAAAARw/aGCdXXFKtRY/s320/sheep+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373226989246650834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGJemeWmdI/AAAAAAAAARo/PagwNhYl11U/s320/sheep+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373226692676302978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGJNVqeOII/AAAAAAAAARY/_S4S59eXcms/s320/Sheep+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-285216134348646645?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/285216134348646645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=285216134348646645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/285216134348646645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/285216134348646645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/cache-county-fair-2009.html' title='Cache County Fair 2009'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGJtkT6r_I/AAAAAAAAAR4/zutTnCHQ1YE/s72-c/shhep+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-5992859293195564631</id><published>2009-08-23T12:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:16:50.968-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trixie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Meet Trixie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt; had been saying he wanted a puppy most of the summer. Those who know me, know that the animals are our house are Todd's deal. I have 4 mouths to feed and 4 bodies to clean-up after inside the house -- I am not taking on any mouths or bodies outside of the house. So I would let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kody's&lt;/span&gt; words pretty much go unnoticed hoping that once summer was over this idea would pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day in late July, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt; went to play with Emma, Porter, and Cole. They had just gotten a new puppy the day before. (This puppy was to replace their other puppy that got ran over.) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt; immediately fell in love with the puppy. After playing with his cousins and the dog all day, he called me and asked if he could have a puppy from the same litter. Todd and I discussed it and the next day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt; became the proud owner of Trixie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373223589634424290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGGYt7oveI/AAAAAAAAARQ/3Ne3NPk8WtA/s320/Trixie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trixie is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;miniature&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;corgi&lt;/span&gt;.  She won't get much bigger than what she is now - and that's not very big!  She's a fun little puppy and has been a really good dog for our family.  She probably should be a house dog, because of her size, but that won't be happening at our house.  Although, I'm smart enough to know that she probably has been in the house while I've been gone!   We've had her about a month and her personality is starting to show.  It's fun to watch her play in the backyard while I'm in the kitchen.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt; is thrilled with her and wants to take her everywhere we go.  She has gone with us to a baseball game, to the county fair, and camping in Wyoming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-5992859293195564631?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5992859293195564631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=5992859293195564631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5992859293195564631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5992859293195564631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/meet-trixie.html' title='Meet Trixie'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGGYt7oveI/AAAAAAAAARQ/3Ne3NPk8WtA/s72-c/Trixie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3633177019858628927</id><published>2009-08-23T11:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:04:17.778-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='July 4th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>July 4, 2009</title><content type='html'>Lewiston's July 4th Celebration is a Jackson tradition - in fact, Todd says you can't be married to someone from Lewiston and even consider going anywhere else for the 4th of July. I really look forward to this holiday. I enjoy seeing those friends and fellow former Lewiston citizens who return each year and spending time with my family.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who won't want to watch a parade with these 3 cute girls?  Emma, Noelle, and Liberty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373220039490214578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGDKEnTGrI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/t3292QRZvc8/s320/july+4+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jackson and Kimball are ready to get some candy.  Notice how big Kimball's bag is.  He was so proud of himself for locating the biggest bag in the house - so he could get the most candy of all the cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373220379004787922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGDd1Z4XNI/AAAAAAAAARI/74Uc5htgMTY/s320/july+4+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shalise, Jackson, Eric, Kody and Porter waiting for the parade to start.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373220187197066098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGDSq3Wy3I/AAAAAAAAARA/MZHi7qQstBc/s320/july+4+2.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/2238478467618453759-3633177019858628927?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3633177019858628927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3633177019858628927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3633177019858628927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3633177019858628927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/july-4-2009.html' title='July 4, 2009'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGDKEnTGrI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/t3292QRZvc8/s72-c/july+4+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-4810947851622333774</id><published>2009-08-23T11:46:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T11:55:06.086-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Happy 40th Anniversary Mom and Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGAqR2UgcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-PNZqEGVn5Y/s1600-h/40+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373217294263812546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGAqR2UgcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-PNZqEGVn5Y/s320/40+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On June 27, 2009, my parents celebrated their 40th Wedding Anniversary. I put together a family celebration for them. We had a nice family dinner outside at our house and I made them a scrapbook with each sibling writing something to mom and dad along with a family picture for each family. It wasn't anything too fancy but hopefully enough to let mom and dad know that we were thinking of them on their special day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373218471617713314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGBuz1XVKI/AAAAAAAAAQw/6Foa-G2xCAU/s320/40+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Todd, Shalise, Mom and Dad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373218336292493202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGBm7tUV5I/AAAAAAAAAQo/Mya3YtOwd-Y/s320/40+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kimball, Kody, and Breck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373218180634562146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGBd31kzmI/AAAAAAAAAQg/mcyQl8wK5bY/s320/40+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Noelle, Emma, and Libby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-4810947851622333774?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4810947851622333774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=4810947851622333774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4810947851622333774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4810947851622333774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-40th-anniversary-mom-and-dad.html' title='Happy 40th Anniversary Mom and Dad!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpGAqR2UgcI/AAAAAAAAAQY/-PNZqEGVn5Y/s72-c/40+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-310132877780679383</id><published>2009-08-23T11:27:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T11:46:14.291-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smithfield 1st Ward 150th Anniversary'/><title type='text'>Smithfield 1st Ward 150th Anniversary Celebration</title><content type='html'>On June 26-27, 2009, our ward celebrated being a ward for 150 years. Scott and Hollie put together a fabulous party. We trekked from Forrester Acres to the City Park and back. The Primary children decorated whatever they had to resembled covered wagons and some dressed in pioneer attire. Todd and I pulled a carriage for some of the older sisters in the ward to ride in and enjoy the activities. On the way back to Forrester Acres from the City Park, we had Indians attack us (the young men played the part well!) In one of the pictures below, you can see that Kody's covered wagon was shot at with an arrow. After the trek we had a great dinner and program at Forrester Acres. The kids played games well into the night. Kody spent the night on the football field with the Godderidge's and Tyler stayed with Matt Downs. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning we were served a delicious breakfast and continued to enjoy our ward members company. I wasn't too sure how this activity would go but it was a very nice get-together and was enjoyed by many. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are just random pictures I took throughout the event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler as a Indian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373215536159276162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpF_D8ZiPII/AAAAAAAAAQQ/JRcAjwQ0zno/s320/150+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sidney and Brooklyn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373214589311974610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpF-M1Hi_NI/AAAAAAAAAPo/COln0YlxkP8/s320/150th+anniversary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Austen and Kody&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373214875846421410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpF-dgirq6I/AAAAAAAAAPw/LM9-s7b2Dh8/s320/150+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kody's wagon was shot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373215380693510258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpF-65Pm6HI/AAAAAAAAAQI/eTBAwKrDSFw/s320/150+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373215197736186498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpF-wPrLsoI/AAAAAAAAAQA/jopLSJsvNlo/s320/150+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373215036039148802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpF-m1TmtQI/AAAAAAAAAP4/YbHP5V5Kz_0/s320/150+3.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/2238478467618453759-310132877780679383?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/310132877780679383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=310132877780679383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/310132877780679383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/310132877780679383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/08/smithfield-1st-ward-150th-anniversary.html' title='Smithfield 1st Ward 150th Anniversary Celebration'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SpF_D8ZiPII/AAAAAAAAAQQ/JRcAjwQ0zno/s72-c/150+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-4415797784151606142</id><published>2009-07-30T02:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T02:58:33.179-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Feeling like I'm One Step Away from Falling Off The Edge</title><content type='html'>Well it's 2 AM and I'm wide awake - I hate insomnia! You'd think I'd be used to it but I really would like my sleep. Given the fact that I feel like I'm just a step away from going crazy, I'm not surprised I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;Three weeks until school starts and this is the list for the rest of the summer-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Football starts Monday at 5:30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tyler is VERY ready for football to start. I'm not a huge football fan but I've enjoyed watching Tyler play so I guess I'm kinda excited for it to start also. We haven't had any organized sports all summer long and it has been nice in some ways but in some ways I've really missed it. Football is a huge time commitment and once it starts, many other things stop due to lack of time. But ready or not, it's here! Go Bobcats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Th&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e County Fair is next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tyler and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt; will be showing their sheep 3 days next week. They've been working hard all summer long and are ready for the fair. As we've looked at the schedule and talked about things, we will basically be at the fair 16 hours a day for 4 days. I told Todd I was not sitting in the sheep barn all day long. After some debate, I talked him into taking our camp trailer down to the fairgrounds so I can have a place to hang out. I've made myself a list of things I could pack and take with me and get done while the boys do their thing - whatever that is! I guess we'll see how things really go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Family Reunion in Wyoming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; This is on my mom's side and we have never been. Most of my family has gone the last two years but due to football, we haven't gone. The timing worked out this year and football games start a week later so we are packing up and heading to the wild frontier. I'm wondering how fun this will be - but if my brothers continue to go back each year, it must be a good time. So again - we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;School Shopping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I've always been ahead of the game when it comes to shopping (surprise, surprise!). In fact, by this time most years, I've purchased a few Christmas gifts, not this year! I've bought a few things here and there but I need to take time and do an inventory of what's still needed. I remember wanting (and thinking I needed) many new clothes for school each year. Now as a parent, I've decided that is so overrated - but try and tell my 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Boating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm hoping to get on the lake once this summer with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shalise's&lt;/span&gt; family but it's looking slimmer and slimmer of a possibility but I'm not giving up hope just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;Downstairs Bathroom Finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You may recall Todd tiled the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bathroom&lt;/span&gt; while he was on furlough during February. Well slowly but surely we've grouted the tile, sealed the tile, and painted the walls. I'm waiting for the contractor to come and install the cabinets and then the plumber to install the toilet and hook up the faucets. I'm hoping to have this done before school starts but I seem to be at the bottom of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;some one's&lt;/span&gt; list and things aren't moving very fast - actually not at all. I hate to be a pest but maybe I need to call the contractor and see if I'm even on the list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;My 53 Item To Do List.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I've worked really hard this summer to work my way down that list. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, I've added to that list as the summer has gone on. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fortunately&lt;/span&gt;, I've been able to cross many things off the list. I still have 3 things I want to get done before this Saturday. I've used August 1 as my target date, just because like I said above, football starts and many other things stop. I haven't made it completely through the list but I've sure made a good dent in it and hopefully I can continue to make progress. It is a nice feeling to look at the list and see more items crossed off than not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why I'm feeling like I'm on the edge! I need to take a deep breath (and get some sleep) and take one day -- or maybe even one hour -- at a time until school starts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-4415797784151606142?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4415797784151606142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=4415797784151606142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4415797784151606142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4415797784151606142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-like-im-one-step-away-from.html' title='Feeling like I&apos;m One Step Away from Falling Off The Edge'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-5688190493033884886</id><published>2009-07-23T06:25:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T06:45:34.889-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decorating'/><title type='text'>Thinking Outside The Box</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to slowly redo some of my home decor, but on a very tight budget! I haven't had any throw pillows on my couches and decided maybe that would be a quick and easy change - although not necessarily a cheap change! I've been looking for several weeks but couldn't find what I really wanted or what I was willing to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I was at Ross looking for some school shoes for the boys. I happened down the kitchen isle -- and found this!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361631914875320130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SmhX0caKd0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6a3azdruCn8/s320/DSCF1131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yep, that's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;placemat&lt;/span&gt;. I loved the different textures and it was the exact color I was looking for and it was $1! I looked it over and decided I could unpick the side and fill the inside with stuffing and make a pillow. I figured if I really didn't like the outcome, it was only a $1 lesson learned. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The $1 risk was worth it! I loved the outcome.!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361632688745411826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SmhYhfTK9PI/AAAAAAAAAPY/THssuUTplk0/s320/DSCF1132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had some leftover fabric from when I recovered the rocking chair a few months ago so I whipped up a bigger pillow to go with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;placemat&lt;/span&gt; pillow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361633820738104418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SmhZjYTQrGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/N3Yi3nYJCZU/s320/DSCF1137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I really like the change - nothing to big or costly but enough to liven things up a bit. However, I'm now remembering why I didn't have throw pillows to begin with -- Throw Pillows + Boys = Mess!!! Gotta love 'em!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-5688190493033884886?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5688190493033884886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=5688190493033884886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5688190493033884886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5688190493033884886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/thinking-outside-box.html' title='Thinking Outside The Box'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SmhX0caKd0I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6a3azdruCn8/s72-c/DSCF1131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-2953308547370889074</id><published>2009-07-23T06:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T06:47:18.457-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Oquirrh Mountain Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SmhWR8kVUeI/AAAAAAAAAPI/M9eoSFre4g4/s1600-h/DSCF1136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SmhWR8kVUeI/AAAAAAAAAPI/M9eoSFre4g4/s320/DSCF1136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday we packed up and headed south to the Oquirrh Mountain Temple Open House. On our way down, we stopped at Todd's mall (Smith &amp;amp; Edwards). We needed to get a few camping things for our trip in August, but quickly the cart was filled with things not on our list, these sun glasses being one of the "other things". I thought this picture was so cute, I just wish Todd's tie was straight (yes, one of my OCD things!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temple was beautiful. Tyler and Kody were amazed at the huge and beautiful lighting. They also seemed very interested in the Baptistry. I think because that was something they could actually relate too. I loved the Celestial room. It was so incredibly beautiful and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always amazed at how well organized and thought out huge church events, like this open house, are. We arrived about 1:oopm. It seemed liked the parking lot was packed with cars but once we began our tour, I didn't feel like I was surrounds by 1000's of people. It was a great experience and one that I'm grateful Kody wanted to do. At the time of the Draper Temple Dedication, Kody said he wanted to go. After I asked a few questions, I found out he thought if he went to the temple dedication, he would be able to go inside the temple. I felt bad that we hadn't gone to that open house, but the timing was horribly wrong. I promised him the we would go the the Oquirrh Mountain open house. I hope that it was a day and event they will remember for along time. I also hope that it instilled in them the desire to go back to the temple someday. &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-2953308547370889074?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2953308547370889074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=2953308547370889074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2953308547370889074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2953308547370889074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/quirrh-mountain-temple.html' title='Oquirrh Mountain Temple'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SmhWR8kVUeI/AAAAAAAAAPI/M9eoSFre4g4/s72-c/DSCF1136.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-7354260329092482720</id><published>2009-07-12T13:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:07:22.018-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Randon Ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Random Ramblings</title><content type='html'>Here are some random thoughts and things that have happened over the last few weeks at our house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pickleville&lt;/span&gt; Playhouse - this has become a summertime favorite for our family. We went last night to The Hanging of El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bandito&lt;/span&gt;. This was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;continuation&lt;/span&gt; from last summers play. We love the guy who plays El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bandito&lt;/span&gt;. He is such a great actor and has the audience in stitches the entire night. This play is also written by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; Davis (the actor who plays El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bandito&lt;/span&gt;). It uses &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of current events innuendos, jokes about local towns, text messaging &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;abbreviations&lt;/span&gt;, etc. It's not the best play ever but we enjoyed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;entertainment&lt;/span&gt; and the laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cutco&lt;/span&gt; Knives - I bought a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cutco&lt;/span&gt; knife set a few weeks ago. Can I just say SHARP!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt; I use a knife I cut myself - and that's not a joke. I've had many, many little tiny cuts and I have nearly cut off my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt; finger on my left hand and have sliced right down the middle of my thumb on my right hand. Both of these cuts probably required stitches but in the back of my mind I'm thinking I paid WAY TOO MUCH for the knives and then a trip to the ER would cost me another $200, so I just wrapped them up and hope for the best. I'm seriously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;contemplating&lt;/span&gt; sending the knives back because they are hazardous to my health!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Football Strength and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Conditioning&lt;/span&gt; - Sky View Football offered a strength and conditioning class this summer for little league football players. Todd and I thought it would be good for Tyler to attend. He's been going now for about a month. The other day he was going out to the pool and his two current swimming suits were wet from previous swimming activities so he pulled out his very oldest swimming suit. I wasn't too sure it would fit him but he put it on and then I heard him say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, that's weird." I then saw him get on the scale - something I've rarely seen Tyler do. I asked him what he was doing. He proceeds to tell me that he used to not be able to fit into this swimming suit but now he can but he hasn't lost any weight. I told him he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tighting&lt;/span&gt; up his muscles and losing inches not necessarily any weight. He found that pretty interesting and then told me he likes that idea. Tyler is anxious for football to start and to get his pads on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Lazy Days of Summer - at the beginning of the summer I was going to get so much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;accomplished&lt;/span&gt; in the yard. However, as the summer has gone on I've found every reason to not work in the yard. I'm sure people wonder if I know what a weed it - yes I do and my dad would probably be mortified if he saw my garden - but we are having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of fun just playing and hanging out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Christmas in July - it seems like every July I start thinking about Christmas (mostly the money that is involved). This year I really want to simplify Christmas, last year I thought I had done a good job of starting to simplify but the Christmas morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;confusion&lt;/span&gt; didn't seem like I simplified much. I just can't seem to wrap my arms around any ideas that seem right. If I had an endless supply of money, I'd take my family on a vacation but since I haven't found a money tree, that won't be happening. What do you do to simplify Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. People watching - I could sit of hours in a crowded place and do nothing but watch people. Last night after the play, we went to Cafe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Sabor&lt;/span&gt;. We sat across from a large party of 12-15 people including a few small children. Soon their waitress brought out 8-10 shots of tequila. (Keep in mind I've never tasted any kind of alcohol and often wonder why people waste their money). Soon I noticed people pouring salt on their hands, licking the salt, drinking the tequila in one shot, and then putting the lime in their mouths. Such a weird thing to me. I love my diet coke but I like to sip it a little at a time and thankfully I don't have to spend $8 on it. Soon the beers and Margaretta's starting arriving. Before too long this table was out of control loud. Why? What about these few small children who were tired, sun burnt, and wanted their food? Just interesting to watch others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few rambiling thoughts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-7354260329092482720?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7354260329092482720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=7354260329092482720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7354260329092482720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7354260329092482720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-ramblings.html' title='Random Ramblings'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-7751937121577886075</id><published>2009-07-04T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T06:00:10.001-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sk6PxwsvFVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yBwagDlcIOE/s1600-h/flag-k-sm%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354375092038997330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sk6PxwsvFVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yBwagDlcIOE/s320/flag-k-sm%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday America!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;this holiday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the family time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the Lewiston Celebration. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the parade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the fireworks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I live in a free nation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; those who sacrificed for our country.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; to see the flag flying high in the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hope you have a great holiday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-7751937121577886075?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7751937121577886075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=7751937121577886075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7751937121577886075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7751937121577886075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sk6PxwsvFVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/yBwagDlcIOE/s72-c/flag-k-sm%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-6698340249971749227</id><published>2009-07-03T08:45:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:16:24.380-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Utah Summer Games - June 15-17, 2009</title><content type='html'>Tyler was invited to play on a basketball team at the Utah Summer Games. We had never been to Summer Games before so it was an adventure for us. We had a great time as a family (you know how some family trips are a fighting match??, this one actually was a nice break and get away for us :). Tyler played some of the best basketball I've ever seen him play. He hustled, he played hard, scored well, and rebounded &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fantastically&lt;/span&gt;. I was really proud of him. They played 6 games in 3 days - I would have died about game 2!! His team ended up just out of the medals in 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; place, out of 10 teams. It was a learning experience for all of us and hopefully next year we can go again with a little experience under our belts and get in the medals! Below are just some various pictures I took throughout the 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler and Marshall Day&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354250499894617970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sk4ediytJ3I/AAAAAAAAAOA/esv93ym-N3I/s320/Cedar+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tyler and Jake Hendricks&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354250618848735138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sk4ekd7k76I/AAAAAAAAAOI/-ho2uOL1_dQ/s320/Cedar+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tyler on offense&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354250243135490386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sk4eOmSjyVI/AAAAAAAAANo/NZDU0en03b8/s320/Cedar+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyler&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354251863662555122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sk4fs7OUb_I/AAAAAAAAAOY/xGCZAmTB0G0/s320/Cedar+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I love this picture of Tyler.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354251779667168962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sk4foCUQjsI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PiiEEnqzBa0/s320/Cedar+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-6698340249971749227?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6698340249971749227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=6698340249971749227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6698340249971749227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6698340249971749227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/utah-summer-games-june-15-17-2009.html' title='Utah Summer Games - June 15-17, 2009'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sk4ediytJ3I/AAAAAAAAAOA/esv93ym-N3I/s72-c/Cedar+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-5623643363077418836</id><published>2009-07-02T05:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:18:35.150-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>July -- seriously???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SkyjSYMRboI/AAAAAAAAANY/yJOOQSI3FTI/s1600-h/11_07_58---Fireworks_web%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353833593163574914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SkyjSYMRboI/AAAAAAAAANY/yJOOQSI3FTI/s320/11_07_58---Fireworks_web%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew that I hadn't posted for a while but I didn't realize it had been nearly a month! I love summer and all the activities that come with it. I forget how at of the sudden it's 10:00pm and I wonder what happened to the night and then I try to scramble to get a few more things done before going to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoyed the summer games (I'll make that a separate post tomorrow), we've gone camping once (and ended up coming home early due to a massive rain storm), we finally set up our pool and have enjoyed some swimming time, we've gone 4 wheeling, the boys both went to basketball camp, Kody has been golfing a few times, Sharon had her knee replaced, I cut my pinky finger with my new Cutco knives and probably should have had stitches, and we celebrated my parents 40th Wedding Anniversary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are looking forward to the 4th of July celebration in Lewiston this weekend. Todd jokes that you can't be married to someone from Lewiston and even consider going anywhere else for the 4th of July. I really look forward to going back home and visiting with who ever it there. I know that some of the events my family tolerates but I really do enjoy the hometown celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-5623643363077418836?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/5623643363077418836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=5623643363077418836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5623643363077418836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/5623643363077418836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-seriously.html' title='July -- seriously???'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SkyjSYMRboI/AAAAAAAAANY/yJOOQSI3FTI/s72-c/11_07_58---Fireworks_web%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-325913919764995934</id><published>2009-06-08T20:22:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:50:19.946-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><title type='text'>Hidden Potential</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What could someone do with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;$3 closet door?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345154660033050482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Si3N1-zLN3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/YvmRgB-InXI/s320/Closet+Door.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler has been wanting to have his room repainted (I didn't even take before pictures because it was such a nasty color -- don't know why I painted it that color in the first place). His bed is a hand-me down from a bed Todd and I had when we first got married. I've watched a little too much HGTV and found that with a little bit of TLC this closet door could become a ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345154533460366066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Si3NunR5UvI/AAAAAAAAAMo/cxHtJj2jMfc/s320/Headboard.JPG" border="0" /&gt;HEADBOARD for Tyler's bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345154749448374930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Si3N7L5cypI/AAAAAAAAAM4/rPFZnjjNWOo/s320/Headboard+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to my wonderful husband (who immediately knew I had a project waiting for him the moment he saw the closet door), about $6 worth of molding, and $11 worth of paint and primer Tyler now has a headboard to make his bed look complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler also needed a new dresser, he doesn't believe in hangers so everything gets crammed into his dresser drawers. The dresser he was using we bought when he was just a baby. I knew I didn't want to spend alot of money on another dresser for the same reason mentioned above. I knew he would continue to stuff as many clothes in the drawers as they would allow. So I found this for $40.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345158459762211106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Si3RTJ5M-SI/AAAAAAAAANQ/7mU7Wj7tk0s/s320/Dresser.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;It was in great shape, one drawer needed the drawer glide screwed back on but other than that it worked great. So I hauled it home, gave it a little TLC too and now Tyler has a new dresser too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345157964966017490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Si3Q2WomOdI/AAAAAAAAANI/4b3GZNGGZXI/s320/Finished+Dresser.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So for about $65, Tyler has a new bedroom set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-325913919764995934?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/325913919764995934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=325913919764995934' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/325913919764995934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/325913919764995934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/06/hidden-potential.html' title='Hidden Potential'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Si3N1-zLN3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/YvmRgB-InXI/s72-c/Closet+Door.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-2632414125591958142</id><published>2009-06-01T19:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:58:05.844-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Summertime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SiSFp6CQ1uI/AAAAAAAAAL4/n70IgZr6qq8/s1600-h/15_19_22_prev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342542012968130274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SiSFp6CQ1uI/AAAAAAAAAL4/n70IgZr6qq8/s320/15_19_22_prev.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are ready for summer at our house.  The boys have school until Thursday, although I don't know why!  I guess they deserve to play for a few days for all of their hard work throughout the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family sat down last night and actually planned some summer activities.  Todd has some fabulous help this summer so he will even be able to join us.  We are looking forward to the following activities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Camping/4 Wheeling&lt;br /&gt;2.  Swimming&lt;br /&gt;3.  County Fair&lt;br /&gt;4.  Summer Games&lt;br /&gt;5.  Golfing&lt;br /&gt;6.  Ward Swim Party&lt;br /&gt;7.  Basketball Camps&lt;br /&gt;8.  Oquirrh Mtn Temple Open House&lt;br /&gt;9.  Preston Night Rodeo&lt;br /&gt;10.  Friends visiting from out of town.&lt;br /&gt;11.  Bike Rides&lt;br /&gt;12.  Sleep Overs&lt;br /&gt;13.  Blue Sox Baseball games&lt;br /&gt;14.  Cook-outs&lt;br /&gt;15.  4th of July activities&lt;br /&gt;16.  Family reunions&lt;br /&gt;17.  Reading books&lt;br /&gt;18.  Matinee movies&lt;br /&gt;19.  Night Games&lt;br /&gt;20.  No schedules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out summer, here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SiSFkSRBuFI/AAAAAAAAALw/1Gym9Sc3j2A/s1600-h/il_430xN.69975987%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/2238478467618453759-2632414125591958142?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2632414125591958142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=2632414125591958142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2632414125591958142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2632414125591958142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/06/summertime.html' title='Summertime!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SiSFp6CQ1uI/AAAAAAAAAL4/n70IgZr6qq8/s72-c/15_19_22_prev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-4942460639251760366</id><published>2009-05-31T16:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:07:47.805-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scouts'/><title type='text'>Tyler made it home safe!</title><content type='html'>Relating to my 5/29/09 post, Tyler made is home safe and sound. I had worked myself up into such a worried mess, that I needed to release some of my stress. I decided to write my feelings down, not realizing the flurry of emails or phone calls it would create. Thank you for your concern and prayers. Since I have 2 boys, I probably need to calm down about scout camps-- I have many years of them left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I posted, I knelt and prayed for Tyler's safely, that he would use good judgement, that the leaders would use good judgement, and that the weather would be good. I felt the most calming and reassuring feeling come over me, I knew things would be okay. I'm grateful for prayer and for the reassurance our Heavenly Father sends us when we need it most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-4942460639251760366?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4942460639251760366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=4942460639251760366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4942460639251760366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4942460639251760366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/tyler-made-it-home-safe.html' title='Tyler made it home safe!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-7863231366595429848</id><published>2009-05-29T19:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:13:43.731-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scouts'/><title type='text'>Say a Prayer for Tyler</title><content type='html'>From the very beginning of my blogging days, I've intended this experience to be a journal of sorts, recording our lives events, the good, the bad, and everything in between. Tonight I'm writing this post with a worried mind and a heavy heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to help you understand the feelings I'm trying to convey in this post, I need to give you some background details. 1. A few years ago while on a family trip to Jackson Hole, we came upon a wreck that had just barely happened. It involved a scout troop, and I'm fairly certain that the same number of scouts who left home for scout camp,were not the same number who were going to return home from scout camp. It was a horrible accident; something I often see in my minds eye when I hear the words "scout camp." 2. When I was 13 years old, I went to Young Women's Girls Camp up High Creek. That spring there had been heavy rains and very high rivers due to spring run off. We were on our day hike and were hiking to High Creek Lake. Because of the high waters, many (if not all) of the bridges were washed away. Our leaders decided to find a safe place to cross the creek and then continue on our way. As we were crossing, the swift current swept me off my feet and I went down the river. I remember thinking I was living out the last few moments of my life. I heard people yelling "grab a tree branch, grab a branch." I was so disoriented I didn't know where a tree branch was. Thankfully and miraculously, another girl from our ward realized my desperate situation and voluntarily entered the water to save me. Obviously, all turned out okay - but cetainly left me with some tramatic memories and a fear of water, without a life jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time Tyler goes to scout camp, I pray that he will return safely. While he's gone, I pray I can wrap my arms around him and tell him I love him when he returns. Since I'm being completely honest, there have been times I'm grateful we've had previous events scheduled and Tyler hasn't been able to go to scout camp. I find myself dreading scout camps. I know that it is simply because of this accident I saw. Tyler is probably safer camping than he is "hot roding" around the pasture on the 4 wheeler, but just knowing he's close to home gives me comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I sent him out the door, only to receive a phone call a few minutes later asking me to bring him an extra pair of shoes. After inquiring why, I find out that the place they are hiking to, Flat Top, will require them to cross the river a five times. Almost immediately, my memories of my experience came flooding back. I told his leader I wasn't very comfortable with that decision. He promised me they'd be safe. Well you know what, I remember my leaders telling me the same thing. His leader told me he hiked it last week and only got wet 3 of the 5 times. It only takes one swift current. I know how fast things can happen. I put on my "brave mom" face and told Tyler to have fun and be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm typing this with tears of worry running down my face. I know that I have to place my trust in my Heavenly Father but I'm struggling with that right now. I just want Tyler to come back home alive and safe! So please, please, please, say a prayer for Tyler and his scout troop -- and while you are at it, maybe say a prayer for this worried mom as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-7863231366595429848?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7863231366595429848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=7863231366595429848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7863231366595429848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7863231366595429848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/say-prayer-for-tyler.html' title='Say a Prayer for Tyler'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-6923959317862613750</id><published>2009-05-29T10:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:30:51.665-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><title type='text'>Who Knew...</title><content type='html'>Wow! When I sent the boys off to school today I said "Your last Friday of 6th grade or 3rd grade." School will be out next Thursday, June 4. It seems like each school year goes faster and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Who knew when Kody started 3rd grade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He'd make the adjustment to a new school just fine.&lt;br /&gt;2. He'd be able to ride his bike or walk home without his mom worrying about him making it home safely.&lt;br /&gt;3. He'd learn his multiplication tables.&lt;br /&gt;4. He'd learn fractions.&lt;br /&gt;5. He'd learn cursive.&lt;br /&gt;6. He'd meet new friends.&lt;br /&gt;7. He'd learn to google everything.&lt;br /&gt;8. He'd only eat school lunch if it was Pizza Hut pizza day.&lt;br /&gt;9. He'd make it through the day with a substitute teacher. (Kody used to have a very hard time with substitutes, so much so that he usually called home sick on those days.)&lt;br /&gt;10. He'd grow so much that we'd have to buy new pants in April!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who knew when Tyler started 6th grade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He'd learn about "brand" name clothing - and want them!&lt;br /&gt;2. He'd learn to text very fast.&lt;br /&gt;3. He'd adjust to middle school so quickly and well.&lt;br /&gt;4. He'd learn about true friendships, and who are good friends and those who aren't the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. He'd get a 4.0 GPA.&lt;br /&gt;6. He'd fall in love with the al carte line at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;7. He'd survive getting up at 6:15am.&lt;br /&gt;8. He'd handle sports and homework so well.&lt;br /&gt;9. He'd be responsible for his grades.&lt;br /&gt;10. He'd learn to enjoy reading - thanks Mrs. Ward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for the things the boys learn and how they develop each year. I am a little sad that they are growing up so fast but I guess that's life and I can't do much about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-6923959317862613750?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6923959317862613750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=6923959317862613750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6923959317862613750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6923959317862613750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/who-knew.html' title='Who Knew...'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-6256633885771435133</id><published>2009-05-26T19:09:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:38:22.429-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Todd'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Todd!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShyvZJLqvSI/AAAAAAAAALo/EotK86ksoFo/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340336104651013410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShyvZJLqvSI/AAAAAAAAALo/EotK86ksoFo/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Todd's 46th Birthday. Todd doesn't really like his birthday - in fact he actually hates his birthday but he tolerates it so the boys and I can have some fun.&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;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;46 Interesting Things about Todd--&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. He loves to tease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. He enjoys horse riding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. He works hard for our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. He puts up with my continual "decorating or re-decorating."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. He has a degree in elementary education.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. He has a great sense of humor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. He likes to go 4 wheeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. He loves to eat hamburgers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. He does not like seafood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. His favorite color is blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. He is the second oldest in his family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. He makes me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. He honors his priesthood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. He is a great father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. He is my best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. He likes to take Sunday naps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. He served a mission in Minnesota.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. He doesn't like the water (ie swimming, boating etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. His favorite church calling is the back row usher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. He has a soft spot for his parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. He loves his 1988 Truck --- Lazy Jack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. He doesn't like to mow the lawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. He likes to paint ceramic horses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. He collects Bryer horses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. He is very organized with his farm records.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. He likes to watch American Idol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. He loves to listen to George Strait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. He thinks Carrie Underwood is "HOT".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. He doesn't like when I cut my hair too short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. He is very thoughtful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. He is very sentimental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. He doesn't throw anything away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. He's very good at saving money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. He loves his 10:00am morning break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;35. He always has a tan line around his watch - year round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;36. He loves traditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;37. He hadn't been farther south than Provo (to the MTC) when we got married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;38. His favorite snack is potato chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;39. He can tinker for hours on Saturdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;40. He has never broken a bone but has had a total knee replacement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;41. He gets very excited at sporting events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;42. He likes to have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;43. He hasn't shaved his mustache (except to trim it) for 14 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;44. He sleeps with a C-Pap machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;45. He likes frosty's for a treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;46. I LOVE HIM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&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/2238478467618453759-6256633885771435133?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6256633885771435133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=6256633885771435133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6256633885771435133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6256633885771435133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-todd.html' title='Happy Birthday Todd!!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShyvZJLqvSI/AAAAAAAAALo/EotK86ksoFo/s72-c/Picture+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-9151496006498867623</id><published>2009-05-17T17:18:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:10:18.088-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Todd'/><title type='text'>Black &amp; White Days 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another Downs Family Tradition, Richmond Black &amp;amp; White Days has come and gone for 2009. Todd really enjoys this horse show. He enjoys finally being able to play with his "babies" after the winter and getting them ready to show at the horse show. This year Kody showed in a few classes also. Todd has always wanted one of his sons to take an interest in his hobby -- I think Kody may be his only hope. Kody did very well, he was nervous, therefore, the horses were nervous but I was really proud of Kody for trying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938270549139026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCdFKxE3lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/fi_9JjJTBNo/s320/DSCF1063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938373417873426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCdLJ-5MBI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Bhcf7UpFM2Q/s320/DSCF1064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938503702339154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCdSvVIXlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/-IKlBe5kTCY/s320/DSCF1065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938614947288034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCdZNv_k-I/AAAAAAAAALA/v5z3TrphGNE/s320/DSCF1068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938745241582514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCdgzIku7I/AAAAAAAAALI/h-iDAr_W1Ng/s320/DSCF1070.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Blackjack&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938853694256818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCdnHJtNrI/AAAAAAAAALQ/MpnJmaQORZE/s320/DSCF1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Snickers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336938988784484354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCdu-ZugAI/AAAAAAAAALY/J9bNrk5Xc34/s320/DSCF1075.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peaches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-9151496006498867623?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/9151496006498867623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=9151496006498867623' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/9151496006498867623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/9151496006498867623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/black-white-days-2009.html' title='Black &amp; White Days 2009'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCdFKxE3lI/AAAAAAAAAKo/fi_9JjJTBNo/s72-c/DSCF1063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1738814846664398519</id><published>2009-05-17T17:02:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:41:00.414-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Update on the 53 item, 3 page To Do List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Strawberry jam is in the freezer for another year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336935204122195586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCaSrb69oI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z0vE-C2RaMQ/s320/DSCF1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This next project has been on the list for at least a year - and really probably longer than that! Todd gave me this rocking chair when Tyler was born. I really like the chair but dusty blue isn't my color choice any longer. So this is before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336932645510177282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCX9v3R4gI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/yJWgyRbl8tE/s320/DSCF1059.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and this is after my chair make-over...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336933360272320178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCYnWj2prI/AAAAAAAAAKY/JpkkwyS8YmA/s320/DSCF1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The fabric matches our current color scheme much better. Certainly not a professional upholstery job but I think it looks pretty darn good. I'm sure when my mom sent me off to sewing lessons with Shirley Hymas, she wondered if it was worth it. Well mom, it feels so great to see something from start to finish and know that I did it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&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/2238478467618453759-1738814846664398519?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1738814846664398519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1738814846664398519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1738814846664398519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1738814846664398519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-on-53-item-3-page-to-do-list.html' title='Update on the 53 item, 3 page To Do List'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCaSrb69oI/AAAAAAAAAKg/z0vE-C2RaMQ/s72-c/DSCF1077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3870773931395675363</id><published>2009-05-17T16:36:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:41:38.248-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><title type='text'>Spring in Cache Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spring is my favorite season. I enjoy watching everything come to life after a cold and dreary Utah winter. I enjoy getting outside and playing in the dirt, I enjoy walking, bike riding, sitting outside, hearing the children play outside -- everything that goes along with being able to get outdoors after spending months inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCShjzfplI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/cck7owHzO5g/s1600-h/DSCF1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336926663678600786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCShjzfplI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/cck7owHzO5g/s320/DSCF1051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken in our backyard on April 24, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336927152151260706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCS9_gc7iI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gVhJge57faE/s320/DSCF1080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE tulips!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Will someone please remind Todd of that when he's picking out flowers for my funeral?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is just outside our front door on May 17, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336927860423607234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCTnOBvQ8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/3agQ2qXP4FM/s320/DSCF1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More tulips in our yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336929183752058450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCU0Pz09lI/AAAAAAAAAJo/f6O9MYcPBXg/s320/DSCF1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A tree in blossom in our front yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336929487221362802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCVF6UjEHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iYcL2emkwpg/s320/DSCF1092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336929973654471186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCViObPQhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ZE5AiEdGMvQ/s320/DSCF1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;More flower beds in the front yard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336930138796601314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCVr1oML-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/M1pMIlk_eRA/s320/DSCF1089.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Backyard flower bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isn't spring in Cache Valley beautiful? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-3870773931395675363?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3870773931395675363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3870773931395675363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3870773931395675363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3870773931395675363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/spring-in-cache-valley.html' title='Spring in Cache Valley'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCShjzfplI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/cck7owHzO5g/s72-c/DSCF1051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-4523012498619968386</id><published>2009-05-11T09:12:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:42:21.395-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missionary'/><title type='text'>Health Days, Mother's Day and a Farewell</title><content type='html'>What a great weekend! It was Smithfield Health Day's -- and if you are a Downs, that means a National Holiday -- I guess kinda like a Jackson and the 4th of July-- but that is a National Holiday! We had breakfast at the fireman's breakfast. I look forward to that each year. There is just something about hash browns, pancakes and scrambled eggs cooked on a grill. Then it was off to the parade. Kody decided to walk the parade route with his school this year. I was grateful that Sidney decided to walk also so he has someone to walk with. I love the small town (although I don't know if Smithfield is still classified as a small town) parades. After the parade, we headed over to Forrester Acres to the fair. Kody met his friend Carson and off they went. Tyler couldn't find anyone to hang with so he stuck pretty close to Todd and I. I walked around the booths but nothing really caught my eye so then we just sat on the lawn and watched all the people. We enjoyed the afternoon just hanging out at home and enjoying the great weather. That night we had a BBQ with Randy, Shonie, Ryan, Shalise, Eric, Jackson, Dawson, and my parents. We build a fire and just enjoyed hanging out and visiting with each other. The Godderidge's family came over to roast marshmellows before the fireworks. I love having such great neighbors who enjoy many of the same things our family does. The fireworks we fun as always. Again, it's great to have them just across the creek at Forrester Acres and we can watch them from our back yard around a fire. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCNPmKpTOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0QnNHFsmEIs/s1600-h/DSCF1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336920857516788962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCNPmKpTOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0QnNHFsmEIs/s320/DSCF1095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother's Day was good. I'll admit Mother's Day is one of my least favorite holidays. Unfortunately, I got that attitude from my mom, who hates Mother's Day. I tried really hard this year not to get my hopes up for anything and not to expect anything either. Maybe that's the secret. My house was a mess from Saturday, and I didn't even let that bother me. When Todd and I went to SLC about a month ago, I found this music stand that I liked. He said that he'd give that to me for Mother's Day. On Saturday morning when we were getting ready to go to breakfast, Kody wanted to ride our bikes. When I got outside and was ready to go, Todd had our bikes side by side. He asked me which bike I wanted to ride. I thought this was an odd question, since my bike is purple - why would he want to ride my bike. Keep in mind, my purple bike was a little small for me but as much as I ride it worked fine. He quickly went to the shed and brought out my new bike ---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCOE-ZrE8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/V6YJO4S-534/s1600-h/DSCF1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336921774555337666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCOE-ZrE8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/V6YJO4S-534/s320/DSCF1090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Suddenly, I understood Kody's excitement to ride our bikes! I really like it, the handle bars are up high so I don't have to ride hunched over -- sometimes that was too hard on my back. I've actually gone on a few rides and enjoyed it very much. Thanks Todd and boys! It was a great Mother's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, on Mother's Day was Jake's (Todd's nephew) mission farewell. He is going to Madagascar -- seriously I didn't even know there was a real place called this! If I was his mother, I'd be a nervous wreck! It was good to spend time with family at the park after the farewell. We wish Jake the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&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/2238478467618453759-4523012498619968386?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4523012498619968386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=4523012498619968386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4523012498619968386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4523012498619968386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/health-days-mothers-day-and-farewell.html' title='Health Days, Mother&apos;s Day and a Farewell'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ShCNPmKpTOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/0QnNHFsmEIs/s72-c/DSCF1095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-8243670937534510271</id><published>2009-05-06T13:02:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:42:38.956-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><title type='text'>Can you say ... PRO-DUC-TIVE</title><content type='html'>Warning - this post is mostly for my benefit. I'm not tooting my own horn, I'm just documenting that fact that I can get things accomplished, when I set my mind to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday as I was cleaning the house, I wrote down - room by room - the things that needed to be done in each room. (Example - dust the light, organize the closet, paint the baseboard down the stairs, paint the wall in the living room etc.) After I'd written everything down, I had a list of 53 items and 3 pages long. A 3 pages to do list -- get real! I knew that in order for me to accomplish any of it, I needed to break it down by week. I also knew that I'd do my best work while the boys were still in school, so I've taken the next 5 Tuesday's off and am going to work like a mad woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I accomplished the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grouted the floor in the downstairs bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;2. Stained the porch swing.&lt;br /&gt;3. Painted the door jams on all 4 outside doors.&lt;br /&gt;4. Painted the back door.&lt;br /&gt;5. Spray painted the bike rack black.&lt;br /&gt;6. Sprayed off the patio and set out the patio furniture.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cleaned the grill.&lt;br /&gt;8. Weeded for 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;9. Grocery shopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accomplished this all before 3:00pm -- well except grocery shopping. I did that while Tyler was at basketball practice. When my head hit the pillow last night, I was OUT!! I worked harder yesterday than if I'd put in a day at the office but it sure felt good to know that I've crossed 8 things off my to do list -- only 45 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-8243670937534510271?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8243670937534510271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=8243670937534510271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8243670937534510271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8243670937534510271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/can-you-say-pro-duc-tive.html' title='Can you say ... PRO-DUC-TIVE'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-7384832949080399636</id><published>2009-05-03T06:28:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:16:09.324-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4-H'/><title type='text'>The 3 M's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing the newest members of our family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Misty, Maggie, and Molly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331580771054362578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sf2Udp3_n9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/i_SibRKaHeE/s320/DSCF1056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Our good friends, The Adams, had 3 young boys who all participated in 4-H as youth. These boys are all now grown and too old for 4-H. Jim has a love for the County Fair and the 4-H program so last fall he asked if he could adopt our boys for the summer and help them with a 4-H Sheep project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331581858364158146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sf2Vc8a2cMI/AAAAAAAAAII/7mp9OOaTEm4/s320/DSCF1054.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tyler and Kody seemed very eager and excited as we took the sheep to the fair grounds for registration and weigh in. I hope the excitement continues through the project - culminating in August at the County Fair. The sheep were really stubborn and wouldn't walk, mostly had to be pushed, dragged or carried. I'm hoping this improves and doesn't discourage Tyler and Kody. Keep in mind that Friday night was the first time these sheep had a halter put on them -- so needless to say, we have alot of work to do this summer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be continued throughout the summer.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-7384832949080399636?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7384832949080399636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=7384832949080399636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7384832949080399636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7384832949080399636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-ms.html' title='The 3 M&apos;s'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sf2Udp3_n9I/AAAAAAAAAH4/i_SibRKaHeE/s72-c/DSCF1056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1129772698445093167</id><published>2009-04-30T14:51:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:16:39.836-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discouragement'/><title type='text'>Am I the Only One?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my visiting teachers came over. During our visit the topic of attending the temple came up and the message was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scriptures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; study. I made the comment that I feel like such a failure in many areas of living the gospel. We talked about there is a time and a season. Several hours later, I found myself still thinking about this "season" thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only mom who feels like I can barely keep afloat with daily laundry, meals, bills, sport practices, cleaning the house, homework? Please tell me that I'm not! I realize that now and for the past 12 years I have been a mom of a young family - but does Heavenly Father really care if the laundry gets done today? Is it more important that we have food on the table or if I read 15 minutes in the scriptures? Is it more important that the boys get their homework done or if we have Family Home Evening? I look at my parents and realize that they are busy too, but now most of their "busy" is doing church things. My mom is the RS President and my dad serves on the High Council in a Student Stake. I remember times when my mom was basically a single parent as my dad served as the Bishop and then Stake President. Maybe this is their "season" for church service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love any and all suggestions as to how you all accomplish the daily tasks, plus get all of the church "to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;do's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" done. I know some of the activities we do aren't the most important but they are building memories and helping the boys develop friends and their self-confidence. What is more important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a lot of rambling but I'm so torn up inside over what is really important and what "season" I am in. Thanks for listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-1129772698445093167?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1129772698445093167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1129772698445093167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1129772698445093167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1129772698445093167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/am-i-only-one.html' title='Am I the Only One?'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-474383171826023278</id><published>2009-04-24T09:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:16:54.699-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>Thankful for....</title><content type='html'>The past few days I've been thinking alot about how many wonderful blessings I have. Most of which I wonder if I'm worthy of, but life would be so meaningless without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yesterday, we took the opportunity to go to the SLC airport and welcome home a family friend, Ryan Adams. Long story short, Todd was friends with Jim and Nancy Adams before Todd and I started dating. Jim and Nancy had 3 young boys. The youngest two were 7 year old twins -- Randy and Ryan. After spending 3 minutes with these boys, I was certain I didn't want boys! What one didn't think of the other one did! Constant trouble! As the years have gone by, we've stayed in touch and the summer these boys were going to be seniors they worked for Todd. Of course, Tyler and Kody ate that up! To this day, all Randy and Ryan are, are taller boys! We love them! They are such good examples for Tyler and Kody. They will text Tyler for hours, they'll play basketball, ride 4 wheelers, camp, swim, anything Tyler and Kody want to do Randy and Ryan are game. I'm so grateful for these positive example in Tyler and Kody's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A wonderful place to live. As spring has sprung this past week, Todd and I have both made the comment that the people of Smithfield are ready for outside activities. Since we have a perfect view of Forrester Acres, its been interesting and fun to watch soccer games start, people start walking the walking path, people riding bikes, dogs running, children laughing, parents yelling. I love living by Forrester Acres. I can't wait for softball games to start. One of our favorite late summer evenings is to just ride our bikes around Forrester Acres and watch the softball/baseball games. I've had many people ask me if living by Forrester Acres bothers me -- bothers me, heavens no! I LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The ability to watch Tyler grow. Since Tyler has started middle school, fashion has become a very important thing for him. (Please remember that this was my child who could sleep in a t-shirt and then be perfectly fine wearing it to school the next day!! ) I remember being there, wanting to be "cool" and "in" with everyone else. This new season of life has given us the opportunity to talk about what is really important, and who is really important to us. I will say, as a mom I have a soft spot and we did go to America Eagle last night and get some new levi's for Tyler. I was prepared for $70 pants, which he had to pay half, but I was pleasantly surprised at the $40 price tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The ability to watch Kody develop his personality. Kody has always been a very tenderhearted child. He has a special love for small children and his friends. He understands the needs of others, without much explaining from me. Kody will always make the necessary adjustments to his plan to accommodate others. He loves the outdoors and anything round -- aka basketball, golf ball, bike wheels. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My job. I enjoy the people I work with. They are family to me. On Wednesday we went to lunch for Administrative Assistants Day. Hamilton's was busy, (although I think they are slow even when they aren't busy) and we waited almost 1 1/2 hours before we got our food. We laughed, talked, laughed, and talked some more. When we realized how much time had passed, we were all very surprised. There aren't very many days I don't want to go to work, and most of the days I don't want to go, I'm just tired but once I get there things are fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a short list of the many things I've thought about lately. Take time to think about what you take for granted and realize what a blessing those things are to you. I feel a great amount of appreciated to my Heavenly Father for allowing these things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/152/A7E104881F4615DC69A4FD65063558D8.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-474383171826023278?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/474383171826023278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=474383171826023278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/474383171826023278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/474383171826023278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/thankful-for.html' title='Thankful for....'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1101382861942544669</id><published>2009-04-19T14:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:17:58.819-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><title type='text'>I'm still alive and kickin'...</title><content type='html'>Holy Cow - I can't believe it's been nearly three weeks since I posted. Needless to say, tax season took over my life and not much else got done. I love my job and am so grateful for it, but each year I think what an insane person I must be to keep coming back for more. I will say that compared to many people in our office (and you know who you are) I don't put in near the hours they do. I really don't know how they survive or have the energy to keep going. I try to pull my share of the weight but I have a family who isn't too willing to share their mom or wife so sometimes tax season is a real juggling act for me! Anyway - it's over for 2009! Well, that is if you don't count all the 100's of extension we did! As one of my coworkers said, "At least it's job security through the summer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler and Kody both finished up basketball a few weeks ago, so our schedule has become drastically lighter. Sometimes, I feel like I'm forgetting something or I'm not getting the boys where they are supposed to be. On the other hand, it has been a much needed break for all of us to be able to just be "sports free." Obviously, we love sports and the fun that comes with it but it can consume your life if you let it. Tyler is going to be playing basketball in the Utah Summer Games in June so he will start practicing once a week shortly. We are looking forward to the Summer Games. He was invited to play with some of his old teammates from last year. Without going into a lot of details, Tyler and his coach had some words at the end of the season last year, which caused some concern but Tyler still enjoyed the kids on that team and in order to avoid any more issues we decided to play on another team this year. So the fact that the coach invited Tyler was a great thing for Tyler and we are looking forward to playing with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todd and I spend a few days in Salt Lake this past weekend. We both took Friday off and went to SLC, we went shopping, hung out together without kids, sleep in, ate, and had a really great time rekindling us before Todd starts farming. I joke with Todd all the time and tell him if we ever got divorced it would probably be in the months of October - December when we actually get to spend time together. I'm swamped from Jan - April and he starts farming April - Sept. Our jobs are actually ideal for each other because when one is busy the other can take care of family matters but it doesn't leave a lot of alone time for the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I can think about the "To Do" list, I've got myself several projects that I want to complete over the next few weeks. Some inside and some outside but all need to be done. I certainly don't feel like this is the most entertaining post or that anyone really will care if they've read it or not but this is what we've been up too the last few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-1101382861942544669?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1101382861942544669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1101382861942544669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1101382861942544669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1101382861942544669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-still-alive-and-kickin.html' title='I&apos;m still alive and kickin&apos;...'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-4206901285911473088</id><published>2009-03-31T16:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:18:14.594-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Me'/><title type='text'>100 things you might not know about me ...</title><content type='html'>I was feeling like I needed to post something but really didn't have any ideas and then I saw this on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. I thought it was kinda fun so here you have it ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;100 Things You May Not Know about Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. One of your scars, How did you get it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On my face, right between the eyes. I was playing "store/restaurant", talking on the phone taking an order and hit the corner of a bookcase in my bedroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. What is on the walls in your room?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A wedding picture, and a wreath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Do you snore, grind your teeth or talk in your sleep?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't do any of the above &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;regualary&lt;/span&gt;, but on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ocassion&lt;/span&gt; Todd says I snore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. What type of music do you listen to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Country and the good ole 80's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. What time were you born?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4:19am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. What do you want more than anything right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time to get caught up on my to do list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Wat do you miss?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sunshine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. What is your most prized possession?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My husband and my boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. How tall are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5'7"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. Do you get claustrophobic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not really - although when I had a MRI done on my back, I was ready to get out of that tube!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11. Do you get scared in the dark?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes, especially if I'm by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12. The last person to make you cry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not a person, but the stress at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13. What's your worst fear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Breast cancer or something happening to my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14. What kids of hair/eye color do you like on the opposite sex?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since I married a brown hair/brown eyed guy, I'd have to say brown hair and brown eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15. Where can you see yourself proposing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since I've already been proposed to, it was actually at my parents house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16. Coffee or Energy drink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Does Diet Coke count as an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;engery&lt;/span&gt; drink?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;17. Favorite Pizza Topping?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anything! Pizza is one of my favorite foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;18. If you could eat anything right now, what would it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cafe Rio Pork Salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19. Favorite color of all time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;girl all the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;20. Have you ever eaten goldfish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm assuming this means the crackers and who hasn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;21. What was the first meaningful gift you've ever received?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't remember, but possibly a hand-sewn doll from my grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;22. Do you have a crush?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On my husband!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;23. Favorite clothing brand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What ever fits, and is a great deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;24. Who is your favorite female/male celebrity?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Female: Julia Roberts or Hallie Berry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Male: Tim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;McGraw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;25. Do you have a pet right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nope - I already have 4 mouths to feed - don't need or want another one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;26. What kind is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Humans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;27. Would in you fall in love knowing that the person was leaving?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;? I don't know about that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;28. A number from 1 to 100.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;42&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;29. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Blondes&lt;/span&gt; or Brunettes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt;, I saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; but I've often wondered what it would be like to be a brunette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;30. Favorite Quote?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Enjoy the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jounrey&lt;/span&gt;." Pres &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Monson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;31. Favorite Place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I loved Tennessee, but I love my home too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;32. Have you been outside of the USA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;33. Your weakness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Passing judgement too quickly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;34. Met anyone famous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;35. First job?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorting cancelled checks for mom at her job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;36. Ever done a prank call?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who didn't do this as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-teen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;37. Do you think everyone out there has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;soulmate&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;38. What were you doing before you filled this out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Taking Tyler to BB practice and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt; to Scouts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;39. Have you ever had surgery?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes - back surgery. Best thing I ever did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;40. What do you get complimented about most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My hair - natural &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;41. Have you ever had braces?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;42. How many kids do you want and their names?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have two boys, Tyler and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;43. Were you named after anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not that I know of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;44. What do you want for your birthday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To be treated like a queen and pampered all day long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;45. What is the biggest turn off of the opposite/same sex?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A know-it-all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;46. What is one thing you liked about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hight&lt;/span&gt; school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;47. What kind of shampoo do you use?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What ever is on sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;48. Do you like your handwriting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;49. What is your favorite lunch meat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Turkey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;50. Any nicknames?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay 100 Things is a lot to type -- and I sure you are tired of reading - if you've made it this far so I'll save the last 50 for another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-4206901285911473088?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/4206901285911473088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=4206901285911473088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4206901285911473088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/4206901285911473088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/100-things-you-might-not-know-about-me.html' title='100 things you might not know about me ...'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-2399050932017769346</id><published>2009-03-19T18:56:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:18:29.844-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Welcome Spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315073099268893122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ScLu0sUoKcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EG6nOOo9qOg/s320/020109+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Welcome Spring!!! The last few days I've taken the time to go for a long walk outside and it has been so nice. If you haven't taken the time, do so. It will re-energize you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel kinda funny posting all of these "projects" -- I feel like I'm bragging but then I remember I'm doing this blog more for myself and my family than anyone else, so bear with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanted a Spring/Easter wreath for the front door but hadn't found anything I really liked. I actually went to Tia Pan last week hoping to buy a wreath for the front door, but came out with a carton of styrofoam Easter eggs instead. I looked through a few magazines and found a picture of a square wreath. It was different than the typical round wreath and I liked the change -- so off to Hobby Lobby I went. Everything I needed was 50% off -- YEAH!! I came home and about an hour later I'd completed my Square Wreath Spring Project. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315073373727824546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ScLvEqwvGqI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Ve-lS9RnGFA/s320/020109+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;In my magazine browsing, I saw a picture of these rubber boots. As soon as I saw the picutre, I knew I had to try this. I already had everything except the rubber boots and I found them on sale at IFA. Lately, I've bought more crafty items, or things I used for crafts at IFA than you'd think possible. Maybe I should contact IFA Corporate Offices and show them what a whole new customer base they could have with a little bit of marketing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315073863673202786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ScLvhL80SGI/AAAAAAAAAE8/B3TeY1dHfzI/s320/020109+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/2238478467618453759-2399050932017769346?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/2399050932017769346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=2399050932017769346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2399050932017769346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/2399050932017769346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-spring.html' title='Welcome Spring!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/ScLu0sUoKcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EG6nOOo9qOg/s72-c/020109+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1656511037965140973</id><published>2009-03-17T10:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:18:41.037-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meals'/><title type='text'>A Miracle Happened at Our House - Definitely Worth Posting!</title><content type='html'>Since Todd has been diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetics, I have been trying a few new recipes from a diabetic cookbook. Of course, trying new recipes is always scary, especially with Tyler and Kody. I wouldn't say they are picky eaters but they certainly like their favorites. I tried this menu last night --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parmesan Chicken Breasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 pounds boneless, skinless chicken breast&lt;br /&gt;1 cup grated Parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;4 tsp dried oregano&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp garlic powder&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp pepper&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is the original recipe but I learned along time ago, to half the spices for the 1st time - so I halved everything except for the Parmesan cheese. I also used ground oregano instead of dried, because that's what I had in the cupboard.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine the cheese, oregano, garlic powder, and pepper on a plate. In a bowl beat the egg. Dip the chicken breast in the egg and then the cheese mixture. Put in pan and bake at 350 for 45 - 50 minutes, until done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit salad. I used 2 apples, 1 banana, 3 clementines, and strawberries. I sliced everything up and mixed in a container of Cool Whip - sugar free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also served green beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the chicken was cooking, Tyler keep telling how good it smelled. Finally the moment of true arrived as we all sat down to eat. We all LOVED the entire dinner. This will definitely be put into our dinner rotation. Pretty much carb free, except for the fruit, which I figured was only about 25 -30 carbs and that would depend on how much you ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try it - you'll be surprised how yummy the whole dinner will be! Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-1656511037965140973?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1656511037965140973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1656511037965140973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1656511037965140973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1656511037965140973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/miracle-happened-at-our-house.html' title='A Miracle Happened at Our House - Definitely Worth Posting!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3501745208173374018</id><published>2009-03-15T15:43:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:18:57.312-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Works in Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sb17I2SENWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Rxq2ANdud-k/s1600-h/020109+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313538527307511138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sb17I2SENWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Rxq2ANdud-k/s320/020109+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sb15nR5ZeMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9EMYIZRwOIk/s1600-h/020109+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313536851093059778" style="WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sb15nR5ZeMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9EMYIZRwOIk/s320/020109+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sb15S126ykI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Qd4KqCf6JH8/s1600-h/020109+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313536499969083970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sb15S126ykI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Qd4KqCf6JH8/s320/020109+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First of all - Sorry about the random picture placement - I can't figure out how to put the pictures in order and by the paragraph they are supposed to be. (Maybe I should attend Sophia's blogging class?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything year about this time, I start to get antsy to do "projects". I'm not sure why this time of year, except that Tyler and Kody's sports are winding down, I'm tired of tax season and need a diversion, it's springtime but not quite warm enough really hang out outside for long periods of time. I thought I'd share a few of my projects with a promise to show the finished project as they become completed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have known since the beginning of February that Todd was going to have a week long mandated furlough March 9-13. I also knew a week off for Todd, when he can't be outside, could be a very long week for him. I talked him into (and yes I really did have to talk him into it, he wasn't very excited about the idea) tiling the bathroom downstairs so we could finish it off and the boys could have their own bathroom downstairs. Since this would be a "boys" bathroom, I wanted the walls tiled behind the toilet, the shower need tiled, as did the floor. I don't think either us realized what a big job this would really be. Todd was a trooper and tiled everyday - including Saturday just to get the tiling done. It looks so good and I'm so proud of him for doing it. He tells me "I'm a farmer, not a tile man." It probably wouldn't pass the tile man's perfection test but I think he did a great job. I found some Navy &amp;amp; White striped material to make shower curtain with. We've decided to make it our Aggie bathroom, couldn't be more fitting for our family! Go Aggies!! I'll post more pictures after the grouting is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next project I've recently tackled was the "Spring" blocks. I did a ward craft group night and we did blocks that said "Luck". As I was preparing the that activity, the creative juices got flowing. I wanted to do something with "Spring" and use a spring as the "I" but I was struggling to decide how to make it all work. We were at Todd's mall, Smith and Edwards, and he found this cone shaped spring that works perfectly! I made a few sets of these blocks and cleaned Michael's out of all the letters they had. I still had a few sets t finish, without the right letters so I ran to Ogden last week and visited the Michael's there. They had all I needed except 1 "P". I was frustrated because that meant I'd have to run to Layton but all of the sudden Todd hands me a "P". I asked him where he found it because I'd taken them all of of the shelf. He said "It's an upside down "D". Todd comes up with some of the best decorating/crafting ideas. He is definitely much more left brained than I am. I wanted a "P", not an upside down "D" and would never have even thought to think outside the box. I'm grateful that Todd takes these projects on with me! I have a few more projects rolling around upstairs but we'll see how long the creativity lasts - and I'm sure that will all depend on the weather. As soon as I can get outside, I probably will!&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/2238478467618453759-3501745208173374018?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3501745208173374018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3501745208173374018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3501745208173374018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3501745208173374018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/works-in-progress.html' title='Works in Progress'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sb17I2SENWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Rxq2ANdud-k/s72-c/020109+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1730228991143447208</id><published>2009-03-02T17:53:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:19:16.017-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missionary'/><title type='text'>Thanks for the Memories--Elder Aguilar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sax_-g4fZwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-Wtx-f99PuA/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308758772718462722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sax_-g4fZwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-Wtx-f99PuA/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On a Saturday night in March of 2008, April called me and said she was in a bind and wondered if I'd feed the missionaries on Sunday afternoon. Of course, I'd feed the missionaries. I figured we'd have them over for an hour and life would go. Well, life did go on, plus one new friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aguliar&lt;/span&gt; instantly won over our hearts, and we became instant friends. The following week was General Conference. He called to see if they could watch the afternoon session with us. I was very hesitate to say yes, because sometimes there is more napping during Sunday afternoon Conference than watching but I found myself saying "sure, come on over." We laughed, listened, and had a very enjoyable time. Quickly, our house became a place that Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aguliar&lt;/span&gt; and Elder Jensen liked to hang out. Having never served a mission, I thought this was a little strange. Todd quickly reassured me that it is nice to have a home where you can relax and feel at home while serving the Lord. Tyler and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt; looked forward to the missionaries many visits. On a few P-days they came over and played games with the boys. We had many visits outside while the boys swam in the pool, they went to Black-n-White Days pulling matches with us, we would share &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;slurpee's&lt;/span&gt; together, they came to our house for Mother's Day and brought me a cake they had made, we roasted marshmallows together, they cooked us dinner, we laughed, we cried, and we shared our testimonies. We really enjoyed having them in our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we knew that someday transfers would happen but we were lucky to have 4 great months with Elder Jensen and Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aguliar&lt;/span&gt;. One summer morning in June, the doorbell rang at about 7:00am. As I opened the door, there stood two young elders with a plate full of cookies telling us they were both being transferred. Todd had already gone to work, so the elders stayed out on the porch while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt;, Tyler and I stood inside with the door open and all 5 of us crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Aguliar&lt;/span&gt; was transferred to Ogden. We stayed in touch and in the fall when Tyler started playing football, we would always take Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Aguliar&lt;/span&gt; and his companion out to lunch if Tyler played close by his area. It was a fun time to keep up on his stories and adventures as a missionary. Shortly, before Christmas he was transferred back to Logan and we invited him to spend Christmas with us. Last night, we invited him back to our house for one last time, before he goes home on Thursday. We gave him a USU sweatshirt to hopefully remember his time here in Logan and us each time he wears it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we dropped him off at his apartment last night, we all rode home in complete silence thinking about the fun times and the memories we've made. Todd and I both have wondered why he came into our lives, and why there was such an instant bond between us. Todd and Tyler don't let many people past their personal wall but Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aguliar&lt;/span&gt; never slowed down for this wall. I know that there is a reason he has had such an impact on us. Maybe it's for the boys and to help them serve missions or maybe we will never know the reason but we grateful for the opportunity we've had to share this time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck, Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Aguliar&lt;/span&gt; and keep in touch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-1730228991143447208?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1730228991143447208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1730228991143447208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1730228991143447208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1730228991143447208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/03/thanks-for-memories-elder-aguilar.html' title='Thanks for the Memories--Elder Aguilar'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/Sax_-g4fZwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-Wtx-f99PuA/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-7165514545199561640</id><published>2009-02-22T15:48:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:19:35.299-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Me'/><title type='text'>6 Random Things about me!</title><content type='html'>Brooklyn tagged me for 6 Random Things about Myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When I was 13, I nearly drowned up High Creek while attending Girls Camp.&lt;br /&gt;2. I have never been skiing or broken a bone in my body.&lt;br /&gt;3. I asked Todd out on our first date but he paid--he just needed a little encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;4. I enjoy a really hot and long bubble bath. However, I rarely have the time to take one.&lt;br /&gt;5. I worked some crazy jobs as a teenager. The family drive-in in Lewiston, Smithfield Auction checking in cattle that were going to be sold, Ritewood Eggs moving chickens, moving pipe, cleaning houses, and mowing lawns.&lt;br /&gt;6. I've spent the night in a car, in the Flagstaff, Arizona, parking lot while driving to Phoenix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Brooklyn! A fun Sunday afternoon activity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-7165514545199561640?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/7165514545199561640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=7165514545199561640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7165514545199561640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/7165514545199561640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-random-things-about-me.html' title='6 Random Things about me!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3188149111031826374</id><published>2009-02-19T19:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:19:48.833-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Court'/><title type='text'>My Day in Court</title><content type='html'>I have spent the last two days sitting in a court room in support of my brother, Scott and his business partner. who are being sued by a third, ex-business partner. This is my first real live court experience. I have been called to jury duty a few times but each time the trail has been cancelled (thank heavens!). So I was thinking Law &amp;amp; Order court room. Not so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how one person can twist, turn, and construe the truth (and then convince his attorney) to be what he wants it to be. Am I prejudice since it's my brother? A little. I can't believe how common sense challenged some people are. Am I judging this person? Yes. Are there two sides to every story? Yes. Do I know the background of this case? Yes. Is there overwhelming evidence who is correct? Yes. Is this a moral issue? Yes. Is this a financial issue? Yes. Could this issue have been resolved without going court? Yes, a hundred times yes. Why are they in court? Pride. Do I have anything a stake in the judge's decision? Possibly, possibly not. Am I incredibly grateful for a brother has stood his ground, through this 2 year battle, for what he believes is right and honest? Yes, without a doubt. Am I grateful for a employment family who has supported Scott through all of this? Yes. At the end of the day, can I say I love my brother regardless of the outcome? Definitely, Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure Scott doesn't read my blog, but I want him to know how impressed I've been with his level headiness, his diligent research, his willingness to try to resolve the issue multiple times, his determination to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;persevere&lt;/span&gt;, his openness about the situation, his ability to analyze the situation and think rationally, his ability to continue on with daily obligations while this is hanging over his head, his love for his employees and family, and his honesty and integrity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-3188149111031826374?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3188149111031826374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3188149111031826374' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3188149111031826374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3188149111031826374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-day-in-court.html' title='My Day in Court'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3578257317658543559</id><published>2009-02-16T16:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:20:05.190-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Me'/><title type='text'>Top 8</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by Erin so here it goes --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules - post the rules on your blog, answer the six "8" items, and let each person you tag know by leaving them a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite TV Shows --&lt;br /&gt;1. Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;2. Wheel of Fortune&lt;br /&gt;3. anything on HGTV&lt;br /&gt;4. Channel 2 News in the morning&lt;br /&gt;5. Dukes of Hazard&lt;br /&gt;6. Today Show&lt;br /&gt;7. Good Things Utah&lt;br /&gt;8. Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I did yesterday --&lt;br /&gt;1. Swimming at a hotel&lt;br /&gt;2. Shopping at Ikea&lt;br /&gt;3. Read a magazine&lt;br /&gt;4. Went to church&lt;br /&gt;5. Talked to my dad on the phone&lt;br /&gt;6. Ate peanuts M&amp;amp;M's and diet coke&lt;br /&gt;7. Played the piano&lt;br /&gt;8. Helped Tyler start to prepare a talk for church next Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I am looking forward to--&lt;br /&gt;1. Spring&lt;br /&gt;2. Summer&lt;br /&gt;3. Camping&lt;br /&gt;4. Gardening&lt;br /&gt;5. Swimming in our pool&lt;br /&gt;6. Tanning&lt;br /&gt;7. Walking in the warm sunshine&lt;br /&gt;8. Having a cousins dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Favorite Restaurants--&lt;br /&gt;1. Frederico's&lt;br /&gt;2. Cafe Rio&lt;br /&gt;3. Firehouse&lt;br /&gt;4. Maddox&lt;br /&gt;5. Sweet Tomato's&lt;br /&gt;6. Training Table&lt;br /&gt;7. Coppermill&lt;br /&gt;8. Anywhere else that I don't have to cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things on my wish list--&lt;br /&gt;1. Our downstairs bathroom finished&lt;br /&gt;2. A 4 door truck&lt;br /&gt;3. A maid/laundry/chef person&lt;br /&gt;4. Warm sunshine&lt;br /&gt;5. More time with my sisters without interruptions from children&lt;br /&gt;6. The ability to create spectacular rooms in my house&lt;br /&gt;7. Tanning&lt;br /&gt;8. A vacation to Hawaii or a cruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 People I tag--&lt;br /&gt;1. Amy&lt;br /&gt;2. Teresa&lt;br /&gt;3. Brooklyn&lt;br /&gt;4. Justin&lt;br /&gt;5. Stefani&lt;br /&gt;6. Melissa&lt;br /&gt;7. Melanie&lt;br /&gt;8. Michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-3578257317658543559?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3578257317658543559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3578257317658543559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3578257317658543559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3578257317658543559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/top-8.html' title='Top 8'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-305031697387679911</id><published>2009-02-13T13:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:20:23.600-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><title type='text'>Friday afternoon fun!</title><content type='html'>My friend Sophia had this on her blog and I took the challenge -- now it's your turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal: Something just for you especially from me! The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!&lt;br /&gt;2. What I create will be just for you.&lt;br /&gt;3. It'll be done this year. (might be a little while)&lt;br /&gt;4. You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or an article on properly cleaning your face before a masque. I may draw or paint something. I make bake you somethings and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!&lt;br /&gt;5. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch? Oh, the catch is that you much repost this on your blog and offer the same prize to the first 5 people who post on your blog. The first 5 people to repost and leave a comment telling me they did win an awesome homemade gift by me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-305031697387679911?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/305031697387679911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=305031697387679911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/305031697387679911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/305031697387679911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-afternoon-fun.html' title='Friday afternoon fun!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-6401717606143794119</id><published>2009-02-13T02:40:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:20:56.739-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><title type='text'>Insomnia-- Why?</title><content type='html'>It's 2:30AM and I have insomnia. When this happens I used to lay on the couch and watch tv in hopes of going back to sleep. Usually that doesn't happen so I've started getting up and trying to accomplish a few things -- sometimes that's harder than you think with a house full of sleeping bodies. In talking with my siblings, insomnia has come up several times. We all call it the Jackson Insomnia. All of us, brothers, sisters and my dad, have this problem. Not every night and no rhyme or reason to the nights it happens but after a few hours of sleep, we are wide awake until about 4 am and then we can go back to sleep. It drives me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to report that my to do list for this week is all accomplished, except for watching basketball on Saturday and one of the items will be a work in progress for several weeks. It's been a busy week but a good week. At Activity Days on Wednesday, the girls were full of energy and a lot of fun. I think they enjoyed decorating the cookies (and eating a few) and then delivering them. It's always fun to surprise people with gifts of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-6401717606143794119?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6401717606143794119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=6401717606143794119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6401717606143794119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6401717606143794119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/insomnia-why.html' title='Insomnia-- Why?'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-8342346319442301987</id><published>2009-02-08T14:08:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:21:28.013-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>The Week in Numbers</title><content type='html'>1. Prepare for Activity Days on Wednesday. We are frosting Valentine sugar cookies and delivering to some people in our ward. The girls idea and my idea of decorating things are at complete opposite ends of the spectrum so I'm a little nervous to do this activity but I was probably the same way at 8 - 11 years old, and I guess the service that is more important than the end product. -- I'll try to remind myself of that on Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Take Kody to the ortho for a follow-up visit. Last fall we had him looked at to decide if we needed to try to widen his jaw. He has been blessed (or cursed) with the Jackson small mouth. I had several teeth pulled before I got my braces and I'm afraid Kody is headed down that same path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Meet with the ARS people to have my dryer vent cleaned. Unfortunately, my dryer vent isn't a straight shot outside and this causes a large amount of dust in the back half of our house. I can dust one day and the next day I can write my name in the dust again. I'm hoping by having them come clean the vent out this problem will be solved -- at least for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Help Kody with Valentine's for his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Attend Relief Society Craft Group and make a cute Valentine Pillow. We'll see how good my embroidery skills are, it's been a long time since I've used them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Watch at least 5 basketball games on Saturday. Kody is playing in a tournament on Saturday in Ogden and Tyler has a double hitter in his weekly Mtn Crest league. I'm also hoping that the Aggie game against Boise State will be on TV Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Buy some Aggies socks for a friend of mine and mail to her before Valentine's Day so she can put them with her other valentine gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Send a birthday card to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Write a Thank You card and mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. LAUNDRY, LAUNDRY, LAUNDRY AND MORE LAUNDRY. My laundry seems to grow by feet each day. I hear people say their laundry day is Tuesday (or whatever day) and I think what is wrong with me. I do at least 3 loads a day and I still never see the bottom of the laundry basket. What am I doing wrong? Does anyone have some suggestions for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Decide what I am doing for my family for Valentine's Day. Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Return a very overdue book back to the Smithfield library. Just a word of advice for you -- when the library calls and says that there is an overdue book from your house and you don't recognize the name -- check your young adult's locker at school! I had told the library on several occasions that we didn't have that book and I don't recall ever seeing it. Last week, Tyler wanted to go to the library and again the lady tells me about this book. I'm about ready to recite the "we haven't checked out that book" when Tyler says "Oh, yeah -- that book is in my locker at school." Well at least the mystery was solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Help Tyler work through a situation he is facing at school concerning another friend, who's mother has made some poor choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Return to Darrell's Appliance. The shelve extenders on my frig have been broken for some time now, so I haven't been able to use the shelves on the door. I finally decided to get them replaced so I went to Darrell's a week ago to order them. I was very shocked at the total cost but decided the extra space would probably be worth it. I pick up the extenders on Saturday only to get them home and open the box and find some electronic device that is not my shelf extenders. I'm hoping that the price I paid is for the electronic device and that my actual shelf extenders will be cheaper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Call to get an estimate on finishing our downstairs bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given this list, I better start now to accomplish my tasks. It's awesome being a mom and serving others but I can make myself tired by writing it all out. Sometimes it's better for me if I just keep the list on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to do something for those you love this week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-8342346319442301987?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/8342346319442301987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=8342346319442301987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8342346319442301987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/8342346319442301987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-in-numbers.html' title='The Week in Numbers'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-3952745185583533968</id><published>2009-01-31T07:37:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:21:54.719-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Socked in Saturday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was such a beautiful, sunny, Cache Valley winter day. My spirits were lifted just by the sunshine. I woke up this morning, opened the blinds, and found FOG! I have decided I'm much happier when the sun shines and I can go outside, without 10 different layers of clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday , I took Tyler to the doctor to confirm my suspicion of a sinus infection. I cleaned most of the house and then Todd and I went for a quick bite to eat and grocery shopping. On Tuesday, Todd had a doctor's appointment that again confirmed our suspicion of very high blood sugar levels. We are now watching what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;carbs&lt;/span&gt; he consumes. What a different way of thinking! I've done Weight Watchers on and off for a few years now and Weight Watchers way of thinking is completely opposite of a diabetics way of thinking. What is a good food choice on Weight Watchers usually is not a good food choice for a diabetic. But we are learning. If there were people watchers at Lee's last night, I'm sure they got a really good laugh at us. We were reading the label on everything, and I mean everything! I'm just glad that Todd is willing to learn what his better options are and is willing to learn how to take better care of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we have Tyler's basketball game and then nothing else is on the schedule! After running 83 mph during the week, I love slow weekends. I will be making dinner to take to a family, cleaning my bedroom and bathroom, laundry, and then a few odds and ends but mostly just enjoying being at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Since I posted the fog has lifted and it will be another beautiful, sunny, Cache Valley winter day! YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-3952745185583533968?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/3952745185583533968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=3952745185583533968' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3952745185583533968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/3952745185583533968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/socked-in-saturday.html' title='Socked in Saturday'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-1525057333412779716</id><published>2009-01-24T07:00:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:22:11.397-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy 12th Birthday, Tyler!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SXpiNSea2BI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EOvAvhPkaAs/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294652292364687378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SXpiNSea2BI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EOvAvhPkaAs/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Tyler! Can you believe he is 12. This freezing rain was exactly what happened 12 years ago. We lived up a dirt lane and ended up having to spend what was supposed to be our first night home, at my parents house because the lane was a complete sheet of ice and being two, paranoid, new parents we decided not to drive the lane. Anyway --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler loves life, he enjoys hanging out with friends, watching tv, playing football and basketball, riding four wheelers, and his cell phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler is excited to finally be 12and to move on from Primary and start a new adventure in the Young Men's Program. Passing the Sacrament, Scout Camps, Baptisms for the Dead, Standards Night, etc. will all be new things at our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really believe Tyler is 12. I know people say all of the time "Enjoy your kids while they are young, because they grow up so fast." When I stop and think 4 years until a drivers license and dating, and 6 years until a mission, I know how fast those years will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Tyler has a basketball game, he wants to eat at Mandarin Gardens and then go bowling. Tomorrow, Todd will ordain him a Deacon and then we will have a small family dinner after church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Tyler. We Love You!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-1525057333412779716?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/1525057333412779716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=1525057333412779716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1525057333412779716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/1525057333412779716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-12th-birthday-tyler.html' title='Happy 12th Birthday, Tyler!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SXpiNSea2BI/AAAAAAAAAD0/EOvAvhPkaAs/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2238478467618453759.post-6703135734940988041</id><published>2009-01-21T02:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T13:22:27.977-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in General'/><title type='text'>History is Made!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SXZ3y7VJvBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fJKnWRYb6gg/s1600-h/225px-Official_portrait_of_Barack_Obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293550128824171538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SXZ3y7VJvBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fJKnWRYb6gg/s400/225px-Official_portrait_of_Barack_Obama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was the best multi-tasker around!! Of course work was piling up around me but I was not going to let that stop me from watching the Inauguration Ceremony on the Internet. I had the TV on at home in the morning while getting ready and was totally caught up in the news coverage. I hated to leave home and miss anything. As soon as I got to work I turned the Internet on. Thankfully, at work I have two computer monitors so I could work on one and watch history being made on the other. Surprisingly, I got a lot of work done during those few short hours -- maybe everyone else was watching so they didn't call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't vote for Obama and I don't agree with some of his ideas but I do support him as the President of the United States. If President Obama succeeds, so does America! I'm so proud that our nation has come as far as they have when it comes to skin color. A year ago, I would not have believed that we would have the first African American President. I hope the best for our nation and pray that President Obama can lead and unite Americans everywhere. God Bless America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short side story about skin color -- When Tyler was about 18 months old, we went to the San Diego Zoo. As we came out of the Panda exhibit, we entered an area with food vendors and picnic tables. Tyler had been in a stroller most of the morning so we let him out to run and play in the area. He went directly to a little African American girl about his same size. She was so cute-- had several braided pig tails all over her head. I remember being taught such a profound lessons that day. Tyler didn't see skin color -- he only saw another little person just like him. I will never forget the lesson I learned that day. Skin color is what you make it. Tyler didn't care, she could have been blue, he just wanted someone his size to play with. We must look past the skin color and see the person inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2238478467618453759-6703135734940988041?l=karaskrazydays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/feeds/6703135734940988041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2238478467618453759&amp;postID=6703135734940988041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6703135734940988041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2238478467618453759/posts/default/6703135734940988041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaskrazydays.blogspot.com/2009/01/history-is-made.html' title='History is Made!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16622421764193262526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SfkWswQfcQI/AAAAAAAAAFo/uob_BVlpJL8/S220/Todd+and+I.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0h2K8a5Q6U/SXZ3y7VJvBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/fJKnWRYb6gg/s72-c/225px-Official_portrait_of_Barack_Obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
