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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-653743192081219042</id><published>2011-08-03T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T21:15:59.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><title type='text'>Happy 9th Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>Yep it's been 9 years already- 41 more I told Kent. Why&amp;nbsp;you say?&amp;nbsp; Well, I made him promise me 50 years (who on earth would change after that). We both come from families where our grand parents were married until death but, our parents not so much. So I figured 50 was a great number! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;To 9 great years and 41+ more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;9 reasons I love you!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You are my best friend, why you say you can't read my mind as time goes on you are getting good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You are a great father, you share all your passions and interest with your family. You include us in Hunting, fishing, biking and camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You allow me to be me. You support me in all my endeavors, from crafting to traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You understand my obsession with over planning, esp. helping to make our kids parties the best every year, even if it means late nights designing. It means the world to me and to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You continue to see to my custom needs for furniture, counters, house projects and crafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Because you love me even when I'm being obstinate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You understand that my career is as important as my family, and support me in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You understand&amp;nbsp;craft supplies are&amp;nbsp;sometimes better than flowers, and the crafty people aren't always the cleanest.&amp;nbsp; (someday I will keep it all in my room, promise) &lt;br /&gt;9. Because your you and you are the best match for ME (dogs and all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PX0vaKO_bYw/TjobKz-cBQI/AAAAAAAABt0/ptVCDYvm05U/s1600/IMG_0242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PX0vaKO_bYw/TjobKz-cBQI/AAAAAAAABt0/ptVCDYvm05U/s400/IMG_0242.JPG" width="400px" /&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/2242619113925094333-653743192081219042?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/653743192081219042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=653743192081219042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/653743192081219042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/653743192081219042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-9th-anniversary.html' title='Happy 9th Anniversary!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PX0vaKO_bYw/TjobKz-cBQI/AAAAAAAABt0/ptVCDYvm05U/s72-c/IMG_0242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5898104193033622504</id><published>2011-06-28T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T23:04:56.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th of July'/><title type='text'>fun 4th of July treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I saw a version of this at my favorite blog. &lt;a href="http://eighteen25.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eighteen25&lt;/a&gt;. The ladies of this blog host the last craft show I do every year.&amp;nbsp; They are so cool. I wish I was related or atleast&amp;nbsp;on their super cool friends list.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I just counldn't give a plain pop or give it in the packaged bag, so we choose made a bag tag and put a few in the bag and took them to some of our favorite people.&amp;nbsp; The kids each choose some and went knocking with these cute bags.&amp;nbsp; We still have a few to deliver. It was super fun. A little odd treat, maybe, I had been thinking of earlier in the day what to do and had thought of giving watermelons, that could have been odder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k8pGZYv0NtE/Tgq8LQ7DPKI/AAAAAAAABtg/duLTQW2kBO4/s1600/Picture+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k8pGZYv0NtE/Tgq8LQ7DPKI/AAAAAAAABtg/duLTQW2kBO4/s320/Picture+018.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I couldn't decide if we liked the circle or squars best so we did some of each. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oEjy8-2WL9M/Tgq9IRExCgI/AAAAAAAABtk/OD-8PwH_KB0/s1600/Picture+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oEjy8-2WL9M/Tgq9IRExCgI/AAAAAAAABtk/OD-8PwH_KB0/s200/Picture+019.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sqeFAwYJtkw/Tgq9woY-KeI/AAAAAAAABto/-yCfu4vSffc/s1600/Picture+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sqeFAwYJtkw/Tgq9woY-KeI/AAAAAAAABto/-yCfu4vSffc/s320/Picture+021.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I like each of the designs for diffferent reasons.&amp;nbsp; Can you tell there are ring pops in there. Clarissa is in summer school and I was trying to figure out what she was going to take to school on her last day (Thursday) and to the Summer school staff. This is it.&amp;nbsp; Hope they enjoy! Hope you enjoy this little treat in the lovely land of the free, May FREEDOM always ring on this great nation! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Happy 4th of July!&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-5898104193033622504?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5898104193033622504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5898104193033622504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5898104193033622504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5898104193033622504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2011/06/fun-4th-of-july-treat.html' title='fun 4th of July treat'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k8pGZYv0NtE/Tgq8LQ7DPKI/AAAAAAAABtg/duLTQW2kBO4/s72-c/Picture+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-2308018646552698409</id><published>2011-06-21T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T02:06:48.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5th birthday hunter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toy story'/><title type='text'>Hunter 5 b day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I will let you in on a little secret. My camera died&amp;nbsp;as I was taking pictures before guest arrived so I had to get dh’s and hurry so I don’t have the best pictures of the set up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So far this has been my favorite party but, don’t tell the red head! To tell you the truth the blue eyes parties have been more fund from Toy Story to M&amp;amp;M’s to Clifford and the Circus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjp8sW6SNEs/TgBOSrmm0wI/AAAAAAAABjs/P9GCcr8vuzU/s1600/Picture+399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjp8sW6SNEs/TgBOSrmm0wI/AAAAAAAABjs/P9GCcr8vuzU/s320/Picture+399.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;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jn1MujGGwfw/TgBNtMdwGwI/AAAAAAAABjk/-LlxVUm5X9M/s1600/Picture+396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jn1MujGGwfw/TgBNtMdwGwI/AAAAAAAABjk/-LlxVUm5X9M/s400/Picture+396.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The living Room was the photo Booth and Al’s toy barn. We brought&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;the magic carpet&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;in here to open presents at the end.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;See those cute Aliens.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My lovely husband cut them out and painted them for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They were my last minute add in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;(They are going on his bedroom wall)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_2CL45n2zo/TgBPvg44jNI/AAAAAAAABkU/UR_h9VrhnK8/s1600/Picture+407.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4_2CL45n2zo/TgBPvg44jNI/AAAAAAAABkU/UR_h9VrhnK8/s320/Picture+407.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Al’s Toy Barn shot, Check out those army men coming down to protect the toys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next the kitchen I mean Pizza Planet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Equipped with THE CLAW game. Each child got to pick up a stuffed beanie baby with the claw and take it homeI’d do a few things differently but, I hadn’t planned on the box it just happened yeappers the last hour.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sh1ZF3m1r6k/TgBOT5DK6KI/AAAAAAAABjw/ZzRN3g9Qeqc/s1600/Picture+400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sh1ZF3m1r6k/TgBOT5DK6KI/AAAAAAAABjw/ZzRN3g9Qeqc/s320/Picture+400.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Pizza Planet sign! Yep it’s the real logo. Down loaded vectorized and made of Vinyl- Planet blow up toy. Ball we got at target. Cool huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_zrWEYqy4Vk/TgBMmGFr1qI/AAAAAAAABjE/ZSyyhy2bo_U/s1600/Picture+390.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_zrWEYqy4Vk/TgBMmGFr1qI/AAAAAAAABjE/ZSyyhy2bo_U/s320/Picture+390.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Real pizza boxes with real pizza planet signage.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This was the counter display.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The pizza was set on them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Check out the cute signs I got from this &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;cool site. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5q7zJvM2qR4/TgBMqCXq1HI/AAAAAAAABjI/P41Bo4rEzc0/s1600/Picture+389.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5q7zJvM2qR4/TgBMqCXq1HI/AAAAAAAABjI/P41Bo4rEzc0/s320/Picture+389.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u4WA_I0xCaI/TgBMNX-s6UI/AAAAAAAABi8/fFPKcThUAhw/s1600/Picture+387.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u4WA_I0xCaI/TgBMNX-s6UI/AAAAAAAABi8/fFPKcThUAhw/s320/Picture+387.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLNVPwG56tE/TgBPvpcUysI/AAAAAAAABkQ/h23HbClZWW4/s1600/Picture+409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PLNVPwG56tE/TgBPvpcUysI/AAAAAAAABkQ/h23HbClZWW4/s320/Picture+409.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-longl6Fm0vk/TgBPPunzR8I/AAAAAAAABkI/aZVTQDSjzeo/s1600/Picture+406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-longl6Fm0vk/TgBPPunzR8I/AAAAAAAABkI/aZVTQDSjzeo/s320/Picture+406.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks like the picture of the Dino Nuggets are missing  You can see the bowl of Jessie Juice (Capri Suns) and rocket Fuel (lemon Aide for adults)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now for the good Stuff Cup Cakes, Candy, Sweet stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/-0rJyuUJvT2E/TgBOvUpbkAI/AAAAAAAABj8/tCgSnEA4pNE/s1600/Picture+402.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0rJyuUJvT2E/TgBOvUpbkAI/AAAAAAAABj8/tCgSnEA4pNE/s640/Picture+402.jpg" width="640" /&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="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Check out that seen from TS1 remember when Sid put Buzz and Woody in the create? Yes, I watched the movies a few times to decorate.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Those are Bulls eye bullets (brownies) and little green men to ear.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;On the right and on the left you have&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;alien pops (choc, dipped large marshmallows). Fruit Rockets added at the time to eat &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The Aliens in the background are the treat bags.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The pictures on the board in the back are replicas I found on the Internet from the movie!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yes, I did a lot of research! It was to much fun!&lt;/span&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/-KgvRsc0DniU/TgBOf0pTmRI/AAAAAAAABj0/prc8rx9m9uI/s1600/Picture+401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&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="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/-jv0AwSKBK_Q/TgBNGsAwD0I/AAAAAAAABjQ/t1WtJ6sb-Q0/s1600/Picture+393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jv0AwSKBK_Q/TgBNGsAwD0I/AAAAAAAABjQ/t1WtJ6sb-Q0/s320/Picture+393.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aliens are treat bags! Bulls eyes bullets (brownies)&amp;nbsp;Alien heads &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r1OOat7OW4k/TgBNhmqQY8I/AAAAAAAABjc/_AD-weLVAh8/s1600/Picture+395.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r1OOat7OW4k/TgBNhmqQY8I/AAAAAAAABjc/_AD-weLVAh8/s320/Picture+395.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Green Chocolate Dipped Marshmallows! (they are my newest addiction! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0d7SYir-JeI/TgBNNRTIJ-I/AAAAAAAABjY/QNgts21WTW4/s1600/Picture+392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0d7SYir-JeI/TgBNNRTIJ-I/AAAAAAAABjY/QNgts21WTW4/s320/Picture+392.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿One kind of cupcake would not do for me&amp;nbsp;:) Hamm and Mr. Prickle pants, were a hit.&amp;nbsp; The dino heads were spotted by the birthday boy and requested, couldn't resist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JzDihWTjsjM/TgBR_lgIR4I/AAAAAAAABlI/P0wWXqpMG1E/s1600/Picture+422.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JzDihWTjsjM/TgBR_lgIR4I/AAAAAAAABlI/P0wWXqpMG1E/s320/Picture+422.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Treat bags that everyone took home, Filled with TS items. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hZSa3p5ZueM/TgBSLtbAWBI/AAAAAAAABlM/TJzgZ1YrTq4/s1600/Picture+423.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hZSa3p5ZueM/TgBSLtbAWBI/AAAAAAAABlM/TJzgZ1YrTq4/s320/Picture+423.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9_1heVO8UFU/TgBSM34ebmI/AAAAAAAABlQ/EricfMiSaWw/s1600/Picture+424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9_1heVO8UFU/TgBSM34ebmI/AAAAAAAABlQ/EricfMiSaWw/s320/Picture+424.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqOkpS2eHPs/TgBSfIsF8KI/AAAAAAAABlU/osiocgfyr3c/s1600/Picture+425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqOkpS2eHPs/TgBSfIsF8KI/AAAAAAAABlU/osiocgfyr3c/s320/Picture+425.jpg" width="240" /&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/-SozF_U1ogXM/TgBSsDdOwII/AAAAAAAABlY/A4jivQQbQi8/s1600/Picture+427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SozF_U1ogXM/TgBSsDdOwII/AAAAAAAABlY/A4jivQQbQi8/s320/Picture+427.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we also had fruit space rockets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iFElBS4HKVI/TgBW1qixAPI/AAAAAAAABm4/NZ3odm3TQ9I/s1600/Picture+450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iFElBS4HKVI/TgBW1qixAPI/AAAAAAAABm4/NZ3odm3TQ9I/s320/Picture+450.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kljM0XQAwoA/TgBOt-dkJpI/AAAAAAAABj4/pOVts1HXAXo/s1600/Picture+403.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kljM0XQAwoA/TgBOt-dkJpI/AAAAAAAABj4/pOVts1HXAXo/s320/Picture+403.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5SqLOdkyK3o/TgBQMJ2PItI/AAAAAAAABkc/YSbNZqf2QKQ/s1600/Picture+412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5SqLOdkyK3o/TgBQMJ2PItI/AAAAAAAABkc/YSbNZqf2QKQ/s320/Picture+412.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The bd boy decided it was time to start.&amp;nbsp; While we were waiting for people to arrive there was the TS 3 to watch and color pages.&amp;nbsp; He has a 5 shirt on made of TS 3 fabric from his Tutu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then played the following games:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We have an uncanning amount of potato heads they kids played with them while pictures were taken in the photo booth in the living room. (See first picture) I also use the TS rug to keep kids on while others are taking turns (it's the teacher or Girl Scout leader in me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Rocket Toss, we made the rockets from 3L bottles and tubing from Lowe's.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Toss the snake in the boot&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pin the face on the Potato Heads- This was a lot of fun too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Army Man Hunt- The birthday boy spread army men in the yard and they found them before we did the pinata. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pinata&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The Claw game- They got to pick up a New Beanie Baby with the claw and take it home! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and lastly they got to visit the Candy Buffet- It was so much fun&lt;br /&gt;Baby Lotso (gummy bears), Prospector's Gold&amp;nbsp;(Gold Coins),&amp;nbsp; Bonnie's Secret Ingredient (Jelly Beans), Star Burst from Star command&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43xlO1RAixI/TgBaQWAbddI/AAAAAAAABn8/xVkFOLahrtU/s1600/Picture+468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43xlO1RAixI/TgBaQWAbddI/AAAAAAAABn8/xVkFOLahrtU/s640/Picture+468.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUwaYYxySPg/TgBRIsTahuI/AAAAAAAABk0/GiRxxLejRCM/s1600/Picture+417.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HUwaYYxySPg/TgBRIsTahuI/AAAAAAAABk0/GiRxxLejRCM/s320/Picture+417.jpg" width="240" /&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/-N6iW3fNb0Rc/TgBQvKC5hBI/AAAAAAAABks/zW7kVOAZa3E/s1600/Picture+415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N6iW3fNb0Rc/TgBQvKC5hBI/AAAAAAAABks/zW7kVOAZa3E/s320/Picture+415.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vvxmypDXYw/TgBTAzuJUSI/AAAAAAAABlg/5HjtQYzm6wM/s1600/Picture+428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vvxmypDXYw/TgBTAzuJUSI/AAAAAAAABlg/5HjtQYzm6wM/s320/Picture+428.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tzblxro0XzA/TgBTNepVQuI/AAAAAAAABlk/f20wI7aOVgg/s1600/Picture+429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tzblxro0XzA/TgBTNepVQuI/AAAAAAAABlk/f20wI7aOVgg/s320/Picture+429.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7JoxsPrjxKc/TgBWRQp2LlI/AAAAAAAABmo/mOOZwM6PckQ/s1600/Picture+446.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7JoxsPrjxKc/TgBWRQp2LlI/AAAAAAAABmo/mOOZwM6PckQ/s320/Picture+446.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I used his bed spread as a decoration in front of the snake in my boots game. It was perfect with Woody being so big on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xmr7N1iFHAU/TgBWTQmKPUI/AAAAAAAABms/K2HuRCTTaWE/s1600/Picture+448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xmr7N1iFHAU/TgBWTQmKPUI/AAAAAAAABms/K2HuRCTTaWE/s320/Picture+448.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'll add a few more photos later, the computer is being sllllllllllooooooooooowwwwwwww.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the cutest invites It will have to come later! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AHnly_Vg0m4/TgBbGSeijKI/AAAAAAAABoQ/LEY_8Koe8_I/s1600/Picture+472.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AHnly_Vg0m4/TgBbGSeijKI/AAAAAAAABoQ/LEY_8Koe8_I/s320/Picture+472.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ready to hunt and pull the pinata!&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/-5IOyk9se6jA/TgBbWaPH-oI/AAAAAAAABoU/KSouKMJv22Y/s1600/Picture+473.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5IOyk9se6jA/TgBbWaPH-oI/AAAAAAAABoU/KSouKMJv22Y/s320/Picture+473.jpg" width="320" /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;This was hanging on the front door! I made that etcha a sketch. Cool Huh! Took all of 10 minutes. Now this hangs on his bedroom door! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-2308018646552698409?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/2308018646552698409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=2308018646552698409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2308018646552698409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2308018646552698409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2011/06/hunter-5-b-day.html' title='Hunter 5 b day'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yjp8sW6SNEs/TgBOSrmm0wI/AAAAAAAABjs/P9GCcr8vuzU/s72-c/Picture+399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-8102948552108869136</id><published>2011-03-22T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T22:10:54.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyack'/><title type='text'>laying it all out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;OK. Here it goes. I'm laying it all out. I'm reading the book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/images/1590389255/ref=dp_image_0?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=283155&amp;amp;s=books" onclick="return amz_js_PopWin(this.href,'AmazonHelp','width=700,height=600,resizable=1,scrollbars=1,toolbar=0,status=1');" target="AmazonHelp"&gt;&lt;img alt="Toss the Guilt and Catch the Joy: A Woman's Guide to a Better Life" border="0" height="300" id="prodImage" onload="if (typeof uet == 'function') { uet('af'); }" onmouseover="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61K2xrzHzaL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(yes, I have a cute craft idea planned for it too) &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;by &lt;a href="http://www.boyacks.com/Merrilee/about.html"&gt;Merilee Boyack&lt;/a&gt;- She is&amp;nbsp; my idol,&amp;nbsp; my inspiration, someday I want to be her! It's even make a fleeing stop in my brain to go to law school so I could be like her. OK, my deep secret is this is one of my regrets in life (I didn't make it to 30 with out being married, so I&amp;nbsp;didn't make it to law school)&amp;nbsp;but, my life is not over. I may be the oldest lady in law school but, I still need that doctorate degree and well maybe just maybe that will be how I will get it.&amp;nbsp; But, for now I'll pay on my many other degrees and get back on topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is often at Education week at BYU and someday maybe she'll be in Las Vegas! Heck let's go for the gold someday she may even know my name! I can dream this is MY blog! Let's just hope it's not for being crazy but, for being compassionate, caring, loving and full of service.&amp;nbsp; Ok or Crafty I could handle that. Maybe she has a granddaugther I could make bows for and stalk her.&amp;nbsp; I'll have to check into that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she says I'm afraid that's why I don't do some of the things I want, yeah kind of. So&amp;nbsp;I came home ( I was reading while Rissa was at Cheer practice) and got busy, I don't take being called a chicken lightly especially when it may just be true! So I&amp;nbsp;completed the flyer's I stared a month ago, made a face book invite and posted on all my blogs! &lt;br /&gt;Yep craft parties. &lt;br /&gt;check em out. Hope you enjoy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm hosting my premier craft party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;in you are in the Las Vegas area e mail me at &lt;a href="mailto:lollipopsandbows@gmail.com"&gt;lollipopsandbows@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; for an invite! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What will be making? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;you choose chicks or bunnies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;each kit contains 1lg and 1 small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-NabFYti-w3E/TYl4sNM0V7I/AAAAAAAABhA/Qzm9Eph0ThE/s1600/BUNNY+AND+CHICKS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-NabFYti-w3E/TYl4sNM0V7I/AAAAAAAABhA/Qzm9Eph0ThE/s320/BUNNY+AND+CHICKS.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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;you get to personalize your chick or bunny- to me this is the fun of this product line is it has personality.&amp;nbsp; You can see some of the adorable ideas below and hopefully more to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0_ctSZEYdtc/TYl4t5JdVDI/AAAAAAAABhE/MAgJxdV3Flc/s1600/bunny+fam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0_ctSZEYdtc/TYl4t5JdVDI/AAAAAAAABhE/MAgJxdV3Flc/s320/bunny+fam.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="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nbU6PFvHjoQ/TYl4vjkKXLI/AAAAAAAABhI/7JPonVLq85Y/s1600/lg+bunny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-nbU6PFvHjoQ/TYl4vjkKXLI/AAAAAAAABhI/7JPonVLq85Y/s320/lg+bunny.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ZnxEdyw3ohY/TYl4xakIRBI/AAAAAAAABhM/c2n6XykJGNg/s1600/sm+chick.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ZnxEdyw3ohY/TYl4xakIRBI/AAAAAAAABhM/c2n6XykJGNg/s320/sm+chick.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-t6A5EDxKF8k/TYl4zG1dGkI/AAAAAAAABhQ/x_C5AaHlkC0/s1600/sm+country+bunny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-t6A5EDxKF8k/TYl4zG1dGkI/AAAAAAAABhQ/x_C5AaHlkC0/s320/sm+country+bunny.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Q203pj4NIno/TYl41LWpRNI/AAAAAAAABhU/OZdpKaOrKmI/s1600/sm+diva+bunny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Q203pj4NIno/TYl41LWpRNI/AAAAAAAABhU/OZdpKaOrKmI/s320/sm+diva+bunny.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AMq9v_AG2Yw/TYl42kpar8I/AAAAAAAABhY/i9sf_fNQ1mI/s1600/sm+lg+chick.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AMq9v_AG2Yw/TYl42kpar8I/AAAAAAAABhY/i9sf_fNQ1mI/s320/sm+lg+chick.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How much are one of these adorable kits you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The premier kit is $15.00 for one large and one small on all orders placed by March 31st the night of my premier party.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You want both well Okay just this once both kits for $25.00. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What you want it for FREE?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Host a party in the southern nevada/ Utah area with 10 friends and it can be yours for free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you not in our area place an order for 10 kits and the 11th is yours FREE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Set a date to party and paint with the girls NOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-8102948552108869136?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/8102948552108869136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=8102948552108869136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8102948552108869136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8102948552108869136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2011/03/laying-it-all-out.html' title='laying it all out'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-NabFYti-w3E/TYl4sNM0V7I/AAAAAAAABhA/Qzm9Eph0ThE/s72-c/BUNNY+AND+CHICKS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3462615428562028243</id><published>2011-03-01T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T20:06:32.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now and then...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-v_3GDIevqj4/TW3AWt_B9sI/AAAAAAAABgs/8YEmSD_7YME/s1600/c+and+h+jan+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-v_3GDIevqj4/TW3AWt_B9sI/AAAAAAAABgs/8YEmSD_7YME/s320/c+and+h+jan+2011.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Feb&amp;nbsp;2011 vs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;March 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-RirN8Gvr4zk/SgEOE5PUZ1I/AAAAAAAAA04/cS9RGc89l-8/s1600/100_0447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-RirN8Gvr4zk/SgEOE5PUZ1I/AAAAAAAAA04/cS9RGc89l-8/s320/100_0447.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Where have my babies gone?&amp;nbsp; Oh how times change.&amp;nbsp; I keep thinking I have aprox 1/3 of my job done of raising Clarissa.&amp;nbsp; I mean in 11 years she will be off at college- Don't worry I'm not planning her life away. I just remember all the fun and excitement my college years were. I met the best friends of my life.&amp;nbsp; I had more fun and heart break than any other time in my life.&amp;nbsp; I found and defined who I was.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; OK back to today.&amp;nbsp; It's just hard to believe how fast time is flying soon I will be registering my baby for Kinder.&amp;nbsp; I'm currently planning his 5th birthday party.&amp;nbsp; I don't know about you but, the number 5 seems so big.&amp;nbsp; Clarissa currently can't wait to be 8, so she can be baptized.&amp;nbsp; I think she'd skip her 7th b day if she could.&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited for her.&amp;nbsp; She is doing so much better at her new school.&amp;nbsp; We are till working hard and she is being tutored 3 days a week.&amp;nbsp; Hunter is loving per K and can't wait to go to Kinder if he has Ms. Linares.&amp;nbsp; Clarissa is going on her first real field trip Thursday to the children's museum and is real excited.&amp;nbsp; As you can see they are both growing up real fast!&amp;nbsp; They are bright, energetic children who know how to love and bug each other.&amp;nbsp; I love that they are best friends and while they may need a short breaks from each other.&amp;nbsp; Give them an hour and they will be missing the other one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3462615428562028243?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3462615428562028243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3462615428562028243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3462615428562028243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3462615428562028243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2011/03/now-and-then.html' title='Now and then...'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-v_3GDIevqj4/TW3AWt_B9sI/AAAAAAAABgs/8YEmSD_7YME/s72-c/c+and+h+jan+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-147123306381212273</id><published>2011-03-01T19:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T19:52:58.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh where is all the time going?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-n8B1-SYRZvE/TWxWF8hooyI/AAAAAAAABgo/km51F09u6zQ/s1600/c+and+h+jan+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-n8B1-SYRZvE/TWxWF8hooyI/AAAAAAAABgo/km51F09u6zQ/s320/c+and+h+jan+2011.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I'm not so good at updating.&amp;nbsp; I have my own theories and may or may not share but, I do have a few post I've started.&amp;nbsp; I did want to upload this adorable- no I'm not bias picture of my kids.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure you will all agree!&amp;nbsp; Doesn't that look like the future president or CEO of a company?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-147123306381212273?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/147123306381212273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=147123306381212273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/147123306381212273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/147123306381212273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-where-is-all-time-going.html' title='Oh where is all the time going?'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-n8B1-SYRZvE/TWxWF8hooyI/AAAAAAAABgo/km51F09u6zQ/s72-c/c+and+h+jan+2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-6097216694737756136</id><published>2011-01-18T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:32:28.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pick up cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunter'/><title type='text'>one thing checked off, and one little boy who's not so little.</title><content type='html'>I've had this idea for a while but, it never seems to make it to the top of the to do list.&amp;nbsp; Well here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://docs.google.com/viewer?a=v&amp;amp;pid=explorer&amp;amp;chrome=true&amp;amp;srcid=0B064qpSw7g82ZTFlOWNkZGMtOTBkZC00YWNmLWFlOTYtNjliNGM4NDMyOWU3&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;authkey=CNqhvf4B"&gt;PICK UP cards&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Do they look blurry?, does anyone know how I can change that?)I made them myself, so they can use some work but, hey I'm learning and I know they will help Hunter be successful in cleaning is room.&amp;nbsp; I told him one by one what to pick up the other day and he did a pretty good job, except for the left over stuff he stuffed in his closet, Isn't 4 to&amp;nbsp; young to be doing that.&amp;nbsp; OK, he's almost 5.&amp;nbsp; The other night I asked him if he'd always by my baby boy. He looked at me very seriously and said "Mom, someday I'll be 16 you know." I explained he could still be my baby then.&amp;nbsp; That being said my first baby is turning 16 this Sunday.&amp;nbsp; While he may not be mine be mine, I've been around since he was Clarissa's age. I remember his kinder grad.&amp;nbsp; My brother in law Keith will be 16 on Sunday. He's going on his first date on Saturday to the military ball (he's in ROTC). sniff sniff. Soon he'll be off too college. I so need to get pictures on my new computer. Keka or Keithy we love you. we are so blessed you have you as an uncle and brother in law.&amp;nbsp; I just hope you know how much Clarissa and Hunter look up to you.&amp;nbsp; Clarissa said the best part of our 6,000 mile road trip this summer is that you were with us!&amp;nbsp; It was so fun to spend July with you and to show you where I spent part of my life. YOU ARE GROWING UP TO BE AN AMAZING YOUNG MAN, I'M SO PROUD OF YOU AND THE CHOICES YOU'VE MADE THUS FAR. I'LL BE SAD TO SEND YOU OFF TO THE MILITARY SOME DAY BUT, PROUD TO WATCH YOU SERVE OUR COUNTRY. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=5363431&amp;amp;id=782802471" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img height="648" id="myphoto" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs776.ash1/166610_455293377471_782802471_5363437_2448661_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hunter and Keka @ Disneyland Oct 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?op=1&amp;amp;view=global&amp;amp;subj=782802471&amp;amp;pid=31016563&amp;amp;id=1489279549" id="myphotolink"&gt;&lt;img height="604" id="myphoto" seq="24" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs155.snc1/5800_1110253245078_1489279549_30292759_317196_n.jpg" width="453" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Legoland Summer 2009? See what a great boy he is, he always follows my wear a certain color suggestions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-6097216694737756136?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/6097216694737756136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=6097216694737756136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6097216694737756136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6097216694737756136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-thing-checked-off-and-one-little.html' title='one thing checked off, and one little boy who&apos;s not so little.'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4186865575338885783</id><published>2011-01-09T01:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T01:31:07.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplify</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's time to reveal my plan for 2011. All in all it can be summed up in one word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;&lt;span style='color:red; font-family:Tahoma; font-size:48pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIMPLIFY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just what does this mean you ask. Well I'm not sure I know 100% but, I have some ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='color:#c00000'&gt;PURGE&lt;/span&gt;- I've been reading a friends blog who got rid of a bag (walmart size) of things every day for all most 6 months.  I know that seems crazy but, how much do we keep that we don't need to.  My problem is I always want to find someone who will treasure my junk (yes, I've lost my mind).  I have a bag of Hunter's Gymboree clothes 2T I think for someone to treasure on my door for months.  If you'll treasure them they are yours!  Think Hunter must have read my mind as we were cleaning his room tonight he found a nice size box and started a box to go to daycare (Sunnyside-from Toy Story 3), silly boy but, hey it helped him purge.  I was surprised at what he got rid of and why.  I only persuaded him to keep one thing (that's where you say good mom).  He also made a pile for college (thanks Disney).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='color:#c00000'&gt;If we don't use it purge it!-&lt;/span&gt; sometimes I think Mormonism leads to hordism (yes, I made up that word). We are to have a year supply or at least 3 months of food. I think most of us have a years supply of other things as well.  I have the craft supplies covered.  I think we may have the clothes covered too. (I tend to buy my kids clothes at the end of the season for the next year).  We are purging in closets too.  Bye cute dresses I loathe from my skinny days, I have to tell my self the 90's are over and so are those cute clothes. However I will keep those size 3 CK jeans FOREVER! PROOF! They once fit.  I even in my craziness told Kent we needed to make a jean quilt, to inspire him to clean his closet. See a way to USE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='color:#c00000'&gt;Complete projects&lt;/span&gt; that have started or that are on my list.- Kizerian Kommand center is one of the first on my list.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='color:#c00000'&gt;USE the list I make&lt;/span&gt;-  I love list but, I think I only love to make them.  So my goal for this year is to use the list! (crazy but, hey I do teach middle school, so we know I'm a little off). Included in this is to make master lists. Example Holiday meal list make the grocery list and recipe so I'm not redoing it year after year. (yes, I'm a traditionalist, we have the same meal every year, sorry guys no variety here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This may go with my list making but here it is &lt;span style='color:#c00000'&gt;DO THINGS EARLY&lt;/span&gt;. For example I have the kids valentines picked out we are making cute magnetic bookmarks.  My goal is that they are made by Feb. 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;! We already have the treat bags and the stuff to stuff them so they too can be ready by then.  I will teach my children to be the woman I once was, not the last minute woman I have become! – (tonight I did reports due on Monday, while it's not way early, it's not the very last minute, YEAH!, I even have dinner started for tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='color:#c00000'&gt;PLAN&lt;/span&gt;- I once had everything planned especially meals, I miss that part of me, I miss those meals, I know Kent does! For the record yes, I do have Hunter's party started (Toy Story 3, I may even start the treat bags.  I was thinking I could have it all done by the end of March, let's hope). Sorry Christy simplify does not mean simplify the party- parties are who I am- they will still be full of details and fun. I will admit it here and now the party and fun is for the kids but, I get my fun in planning the party and in the details. I'm still impressed with Hunter's M &amp;amp; M party from a few years ago.  I don't think I've topped it yet, But, we'll try someday1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='color:#c00000'&gt;SAVE&lt;/span&gt;- $$  that is.  I try to be prepared for any thing. I have a closet full of gifts (see no.2), I buy them on sale at my favorite store. I'm going to try to be prepared by have $$ not stuff.  Yeah this will be hard I love my shopping but, we'll be spending our time using or purging, or so I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='color:#c00000; font-family:Tahoma'&gt;My craft room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;- yeah the dark hole of the house- I'm going to purge in there too. Use or purge.  I'm going to start Now for craft season.  So I can simplify in the fall and sleep that thing- I miss Sept- Dec.  All those little things I just bought WILL be ready to sell by Sept. 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;  I'm going to work on something every month! If I have all the parts, which I do, why do I wait?  Plus, this year I have 2 weddings to help with in September so I need to be ahead of my game and I think I'm staying home this summer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='color:#c00000'&gt;Calendar&lt;/span&gt;- this will be the hard one. Simplifying my calendar is going to be tricky. This week I did great! Next week isn't looking so good. :? 3 busy days but, if I plan well I can have dinner ready each night.  And I'll have everything done early so it shouldn't be all bad! I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='color:#c00000'&gt;TO SUM IT UP BY THE TIME 2012 GETS HERE WE SHOULD ONCE AGAIN BE ORGANIZED! I'M HAVING VISIONS OF MY ONCE ALPHABITIZED CAN GOODS REAPPEARING, THE CLOSETS THAT WERE ORGANIZED WITH CUTE LITTLE LABELS COMING BACK(yes, soon after we were married, I got a dymno and Kent went hunting for the weekend, he came home to the whole house labeled, it was my dream come true, then we moved while pregnant, had a cute little girl then a handsome boy and life overtook me but I will once again rein! I have visions of labels and closets that I'm proud of.  I have  51 weeks to get it started! I'm hoping to share my journey with you! Come along if you will! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;So if you see something missing from my house, it may have been &lt;span style='color:#c00000'&gt;simplified or organized&lt;/span&gt;.  (I think I'll keep my 2 crock pots, I use them, but, that roaster from George Foreman may have to go). Maybe Dymno will even want to sponsor my blog by the end! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;								&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Tahoma; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4186865575338885783?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4186865575338885783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4186865575338885783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4186865575338885783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4186865575338885783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2011/01/simplify.html' title='Simplify'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3235731105970087171</id><published>2011-01-03T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T00:00:08.130-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>a new year, a new post</title><content type='html'>I've brainstormed a million things to blog about including: Changes over the past decade, 2010 in review, rites of passage, holiday happenings and more.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;But, as i tell my students I need to stop thinking and start writing.&amp;nbsp; I had planned to go to bed early tonight well early for me but, am waiting til midnight so I can announce &lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Girl Scout cookie&lt;/span&gt; sales have begun on facebook.&amp;nbsp; Yes, there is no rest for the wicked, kind of I didn't do a lot this past week, I've been fighting a cold or something and I practiced resting which is a first for me.&amp;nbsp; But it was nice to be lazy.&amp;nbsp; I now just have to put up Christmas decorations and finish laundry but, hey it was my break!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this will be a random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Girl Scout cookie&lt;/span&gt; - yep it's true COOKIE TIME is here we'd be happy to take your orders.&amp;nbsp; They are $4.00 a box.&amp;nbsp; Clarissa's goal is to sell 400 boxes again this year.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I said again, she did it last year on accident so now we gotta do it again! I'm sure we will, we are good at goals and selling!&amp;nbsp; She is excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited Clarissa starts a new school today (Monday), She will be a Brookman Builder.&amp;nbsp; She has had such a hard time at school this year. I'm applaud to be a teacher with some of the thinks Clarissa has endured this year.&amp;nbsp; Applaud that teachers care so little, But, that is a post for another time. I'm just thankful for friends and prayers being answered. I'm happy to put a girl to bed tonight, who is excited to go to school tomorrow and not crying or scared.&amp;nbsp; No first grader should be crying or fearful to go to school.&amp;nbsp; It's been nice to see my spunky red head back the past 2 weeks.&amp;nbsp; She is set for school once again, a new back pack, lunch box and a new outfit, an outfit she bought with her Christmas money and a shirt nana gave her for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; She is way excited to be in Ms. Allen's class tomorrow! I can't wait for her.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait for that love of learning to return.&amp;nbsp; Parents listen to your children, but more importantly listen to what they are not saying.&amp;nbsp; C's actions have been tellling me for months she was in the wrong place, I only wish I had acted sooner.&amp;nbsp; I pray the harm that has been done will be quickly over come with the love I felt from her new teacher already.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about &lt;span style="background-color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hunter&lt;/span&gt; you ask, He's all boy and sweet as pie!&amp;nbsp; He's momma's boy!&amp;nbsp; As of right now he's in all day pre K at C's old school, hoping that stays but, it could change since she's not there. But, I had to do what has best for her.&amp;nbsp; We are going to start working on sight words and see if we can't get him reading soon.&amp;nbsp; He loves to run jump land on his knees and find dirt!&amp;nbsp; Oh yeah he loves to talk about poop, burp and make weird noises, Yep he's a boy n. Dirt with noise!&amp;nbsp; Best of all he is a great hugger and kisser.&amp;nbsp; I love to get Hunter hugs, I love how he pats your back with his little hands.&amp;nbsp; He's getting so big.&amp;nbsp; OK so he can really still wear a 3t except he's gotten to tall for them.&amp;nbsp; He loves to tell knock knock jokes or should I say make up knock knock jokes that don't make sense but, he has fun, He is a jokester.&amp;nbsp; On a recent trip to Disney while in the haunted mansion the lights go out on cue he yells "Hey who turned the lights out", the whole room laughed.&amp;nbsp; He seems to have a knack for finding funny things and keeps up laughing. I'm scared for him to get in school.&amp;nbsp; He also loves to antagonize his sister and even tells her he's antagonizing her.&amp;nbsp; He hates baths, seat belts and cleaning his room (he use to be so good at that). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to post once a week, that seems doable right, My theme for the year is one word Simplify! Yes, this will be hard for me but, I'll try~ No this doesn't mean my kid's birthdays will be less, that's to much fun. Yes, I've already started Hunter's party. It's Toy Story and I can't wait! It's a miracle but, roo hasn't chosen a theme yet, I've tried to get her to wait. She loves to plan parties, not sure where she got that at?&amp;nbsp; We skipped a Halloween and Christmas this year so she insist she must have a Valentines party.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure she will since she'll have some new friends and life is settling down since craft show season is over. so 2011 is now underway, it's snowing in some places here in vegas and I'm not praying for a snow day I'm ready to get back to work.&amp;nbsp; ready to make my kids buckle down and hit the books! CRT's are coming and we have something to prove, we have been working hard.&amp;nbsp; I have a great bunch of students this year, I have been truly blessed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY YOUR 2011 BE BLESSED! I LOOK FORWARD TO KEEPING IN TOUCH THIS YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3235731105970087171?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3235731105970087171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3235731105970087171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3235731105970087171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3235731105970087171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-post.html' title='a new year, a new post'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3408693513508583493</id><published>2010-09-06T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:26:30.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michigan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunter'/><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>I miss writing. I stopped blogging for a few reasons. 1. I need to go private, for personal reasons. 2. blogging is a journal/ thearpy for me and I just type, it's all a rough draft! I got several comments about typos or the draftiness of it so I quit. I usually blog late night ie after midnight I'm tired and just wanting to get life down for my kids. I have decided If you don't like how I write in draft from &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DON'T READ IT&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Certainly don't go tattle. I'm an adult, I pay my own bills! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been blessed this summer. We have has so much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;We've been GOIN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvM1DRQTI/AAAAAAAABdk/mS_iCAsXLuA/s1600/car+ride+2010.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvM1DRQTI/AAAAAAAABdk/mS_iCAsXLuA/s320/car+ride+2010.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(This was Clarissa's I'm going to fly from now on face. This was near IL on our way there! She really did great, was just tired after 2 days in the car.) &lt;/div&gt;We have driven/ rode over 6,000 miles in my minivan! &lt;br /&gt;We went from NV to MI and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvc_yMolI/AAAAAAAABd8/bVh3fFidxfU/s1600/u+og+mi+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvc_yMolI/AAAAAAAABd8/bVh3fFidxfU/s320/u+og+mi+2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by train to Chicgao (the kids and I had a grand adventure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvdjygWII/AAAAAAAABeM/BHzb-bMz2Eg/s1600/train+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvdjygWII/AAAAAAAABeM/BHzb-bMz2Eg/s320/train+2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by bus- down the magnificent mile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by &amp;nbsp;bicycle taxi- back UPthe magnificent mile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by golf cart-The kids logged in miles&amp;nbsp;around the lake and a great old cemetary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvSuh5scI/AAAAAAAABds/w7I-ZavLq3U/s1600/first+boat+2010.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvSuh5scI/AAAAAAAABds/w7I-ZavLq3U/s320/first+boat+2010.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;by boat&amp;nbsp;around the lakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvdOfW1JI/AAAAAAAABeE/bwb1fC00fRA/s1600/last+ride+of+summer+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvdOfW1JI/AAAAAAAABeE/bwb1fC00fRA/s320/last+ride+of+summer+2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by jet ski&lt;br /&gt;by tube-around the lakes&lt;br /&gt;by big boat on Lake Michigan for the big boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rode in a horse drawn carriage in Nauvoo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;by wagon - in Nauvoo. &lt;br /&gt;We did manage to keep our selves grounded (except for Kent)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only thing we didn't ride were&amp;nbsp; planes and motorcycles (and after the accident I witnessed on US 12 in MI, I'll stay with&amp;nbsp;4 wheels) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began this post weeks ago and well am adding more today! we had a blast. I was so sad to see our wonderful summer come to&amp;nbsp; an end. It was the kind of summer you'll remember forever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what made it so great, maybe it's the kids getting older, maybe it was the feeling of the rite of passage driving to MI and back, maybe it was my feeling of gratitude that we both still have careers that afford us to travel and that we are both still working in this ugly economy.&amp;nbsp; None the less it was wonderful.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWu_MR4KlI/AAAAAAAABdU/K9H4RN3mEak/s1600/4th+2010.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWu_MR4KlI/AAAAAAAABdU/K9H4RN3mEak/s320/4th+2010.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvZn_5K0I/AAAAAAAABd0/8YdnNT1Maog/s1600/mi+2010.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvZn_5K0I/AAAAAAAABd0/8YdnNT1Maog/s320/mi+2010.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3408693513508583493?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3408693513508583493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3408693513508583493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3408693513508583493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3408693513508583493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TIWvM1DRQTI/AAAAAAAABdk/mS_iCAsXLuA/s72-c/car+ride+2010.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-9132207877177138945</id><published>2010-06-27T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T09:55:52.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WIN a classic Miche shell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TCeCcNO0i6I/AAAAAAAABb8/W2gP-kY_WCs/s1600/miche+sm+bag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TCeCcNO0i6I/AAAAAAAABb8/W2gP-kY_WCs/s320/miche+sm+bag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pumped about the July new MICHE releases that I'm going to give one away. Go to &lt;a href="http://www.bagsandbows.net/"&gt;http://www.bagsandbows.net/&lt;/a&gt;, register for a MICHE account. I can see who registered all my registered customers will be in a drawing for a free shell. Ladies don't wait we have new luxe shells. check out the site to see shells in all sizes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-9132207877177138945?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/9132207877177138945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=9132207877177138945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/9132207877177138945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/9132207877177138945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2010/06/win-classic-miche-shell.html' title='WIN a classic Miche shell'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TCeCcNO0i6I/AAAAAAAABb8/W2gP-kY_WCs/s72-c/miche+sm+bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-213958216349873136</id><published>2010-06-24T22:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T22:40:31.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come see me this weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TCRAy-G-gOI/AAAAAAAABbk/AKc4OL1Qzi0/s1600/LVCG+summer+show+flyer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TCRAy-G-gOI/AAAAAAAABbk/AKc4OL1Qzi0/s400/LVCG+summer+show+flyer.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our Las Vegas Crafters Guild is hosting a summer show this Friday and Saturday. Please come by to see and shop all the beautiful handmade creations from our members. From altered art, bags and bows, to jewelry, miniatures, and more. Start your Christmas shopping early!&amp;nbsp; (thanks Crystal, I just copied your post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-213958216349873136?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/213958216349873136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=213958216349873136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/213958216349873136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/213958216349873136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2010/06/come-see-me-this-weekend.html' title='Come see me this weekend'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TCRAy-G-gOI/AAAAAAAABbk/AKc4OL1Qzi0/s72-c/LVCG+summer+show+flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5492240188369851140</id><published>2010-05-30T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T00:40:28.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer 10'/><title type='text'>Summer Salad Recipe Exchange</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TAIV6aZcTcI/AAAAAAAABac/xDEuvgM8Xqs/s1600/salad+no+address_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TAIV6aZcTcI/AAAAAAAABac/xDEuvgM8Xqs/s640/salad+no+address_001.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hello friends your invited to come join the fun. I have sent out facebook invites and am working on getting them printed and out. If you haven't gotten one but, want to come just send me your recipe and join us.&amp;nbsp; &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 have left off my address as I don't want the world to know where we live. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hope to see you on the 10th! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-5492240188369851140?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5492240188369851140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5492240188369851140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5492240188369851140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5492240188369851140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer-salad-recipe-exchange.html' title='Summer Salad Recipe Exchange'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/TAIV6aZcTcI/AAAAAAAABac/xDEuvgM8Xqs/s72-c/salad+no+address_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5075620715968787054</id><published>2010-03-15T21:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:43:54.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kits for Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S58LuXOjJQI/AAAAAAAABZw/qMD7U-fqltw/s1600-h/bows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449086965278516482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S58LuXOjJQI/AAAAAAAABZw/qMD7U-fqltw/s400/bows.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LUCKY, SPRING, Easter block kits are $10.00 completed sets are $16.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S58LtSHSvPI/AAAAAAAABZo/5qt2IU8OV20/s1600-h/lucky+blocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449086946726034674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S58LtSHSvPI/AAAAAAAABZo/5qt2IU8OV20/s400/lucky+blocks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S58LtPQ-o3I/AAAAAAAABZg/--9N-jzjKhE/s1600-h/easter+blocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449086945961354098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S58LtPQ-o3I/AAAAAAAABZg/--9N-jzjKhE/s400/easter+blocks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countdown Kits are $10.00 Completed are 18.00. Disney and other countdowns are available as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S58LsmvD1AI/AAAAAAAABZY/bqiVM4NweDQ/s1600-h/b+day+countdown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449086935081669634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S58LsmvD1AI/AAAAAAAABZY/bqiVM4NweDQ/s400/b+day+countdown.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-5075620715968787054?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5075620715968787054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5075620715968787054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5075620715968787054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5075620715968787054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2010/03/kits-for-saturday.html' title='Kits for Saturday'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S58LuXOjJQI/AAAAAAAABZw/qMD7U-fqltw/s72-c/bows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5494130796558326534</id><published>2010-03-11T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:34:13.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Craft Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;You are Invite to come Celebrate National Craft Month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hairbows * Heritage Makers* Children’s Cloths * Vinyl* MICHE*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Custom orders welcome Get your Easter bows ordered! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday March 20th 1-8pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at my house. Post a comment for directions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or call 702 245 2214&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Tonia Browner, Heritage maker Rep will be have product available. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storybookurlife.com/"&gt;Website-www.storybookurlife.com&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;craft kits that will be available.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New kits will be added during the week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Kits so far are BE MINE, LUCKY, LOVE, Easter, Spring, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Tables will be set up so you can work on your own craft projects, or one you purchase that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The latest in MICHE bags will be available too. Come see the bag with endless possibilities. See more MICHE &lt;a onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," href="http://my.michebag.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://my.michebag.com/&lt;/a&gt; -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you have not seen MICHE bags, you are truely missing out. Come try one on Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-5494130796558326534?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5494130796558326534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5494130796558326534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5494130796558326534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5494130796558326534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2010/03/national-craft-month.html' title='National Craft Month'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-1893320706459897741</id><published>2010-03-01T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:35:11.598-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private.'/><title type='text'>going private</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in a while not becuase my life hasn't been full of adventure cause it has more becuase. I don't know who's reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess my title says it all. I'm going private. It's not that I care who reads but, some recent events have caused me to think I may not want some people I know to know what I'm doing.  Long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just comment with your e mail and I'd be happy to figure out out to invite you.  I still need to figure out the whole private thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we still have girl scout cookies if anyone needs some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-1893320706459897741?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/1893320706459897741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=1893320706459897741' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1893320706459897741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1893320706459897741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2010/03/going-private.html' title='going private'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-1700959457904990001</id><published>2010-01-17T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:52:14.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Girl Scout Cookie Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S1N_T6GD3AI/AAAAAAAABYM/UPxn4pYHrBE/s1600-h/rissa+cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427821955900496898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S1N_T6GD3AI/AAAAAAAABYM/UPxn4pYHrBE/s400/rissa+cookies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Picture of Clarissa selling cookies at her Grandpa's house) She wishes she could go to all her Grandparents houses. Her first 3 attempts were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unsuccessful&lt;/span&gt; then she asked her grandpa and her friends grandma who said YES. She then exclaimed. Grandparents must like to buy cookies from Girl Scouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;Clarissa is selling Girl Scout cookies&lt;/span&gt; - we are taking orders right now http://www.abcsmartcookies.com/ecards/getCard.asp?id=34FC8895-023A-416B-8756-40CC78E9BCDA&lt;br /&gt;The cookies will be in the end of Feb. They are $3.50 a box. If you don't live close and are not coming to visit in the next few months you can still support Clarissa in her cookie sales with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Cookies to troops&lt;/span&gt;. You can buy boxes of cookies from Clarissa that will then be sent to men and women in the Armed Forces. Send cookies to those who are fighting for our freedom. It's still only $3.50. Clarissa has a goal to sell 20 boxes to the troops. You'll just need to send a check to us and the Girl Scouts will get the cookies to the wonderful men and women who are protecting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FREEDOM!&lt;/span&gt; Thank you to all who have served, are serving and will serve so that we can live in a FREE land!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-1700959457904990001?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/1700959457904990001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=1700959457904990001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1700959457904990001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1700959457904990001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-girl-scout-cookie-time.html' title='It&apos;s Girl Scout Cookie Time!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S1N_T6GD3AI/AAAAAAAABYM/UPxn4pYHrBE/s72-c/rissa+cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-1894441127803038722</id><published>2010-01-12T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:30:13.268-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jean'/><title type='text'>Your kidding right??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S01vZ0_TFNI/AAAAAAAABYE/GualXI9WxL8/s1600-h/140061425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426115615562863826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S01vZ0_TFNI/AAAAAAAABYE/GualXI9WxL8/s400/140061425.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know long time no post and this is my returning post. I just about fell out of my chair a few minutes ago. This came from my favorite clothing store &lt;a href="http://www.gymboree.com/shop/dept_item.jsp?FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374302775427&amp;amp;PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=845524445986118&amp;amp;bmUID=1263365788885"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I love &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt; NO GRUNGE! Sorry Can't/ won't do it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want my kids to look nice and like they didn't just come in from a dirt pile. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Their&lt;/span&gt; clothes last! These pants look like they have been worn by for 2 years already! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this is what they are selling we don't need new pants we have this.  (Keep reading of my embarassment and you'll find out it's true)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, this will lead me to a story I was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;share &lt;/span&gt;but, I will now to prove my point. We went to Disneyland (my favorite place on earth) the weekend before Christmas (My favorite holiday). As we were waling to the park I look at my adorable daughter's outfit and see a rip (much like the ones pictured above) on the seat of her pants. I about died, seriously those who know me know what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;restraint&lt;/span&gt; it took for me to not run and buy a new pair of pants. I was trying to stick to budget (which I did, I came home with cash in my wallet, yeah me!) I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;blamed&lt;/span&gt; it on those darn sparkly jeans from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Children's&lt;/span&gt; Place that are cheap jeans and told Kent that's why we need &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt; ones. Fast &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; to the next day. She has on cupcake &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt; jeans, They are 2 season old but, still fit and have cute stones on the bottom she loves. I look down half way though the day and their is a&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; tear in a knee&lt;/span&gt;. I think I may have &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shrieked&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at this one. It was way to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;noticeable&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt; I mean any stranger would have thought I dressed my poor daughter in rags, Kent tried to tell me it was OK, her bows and attire proved otherwise, I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;mortified&lt;/span&gt;. I may have even hyperventilated. When I upload the photos I may share, but I still may be to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;. Thankfully we were going back to the hotel soon and I then explained those jean are only for playing at home ONLY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kent then tried to convince me it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; STYLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was not not buying and and thought he was just trying to make me feel better :). I guess my husband did know it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAS &lt;/strong&gt;the style&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I still don't like it and it still scares me. but I have to admit I do feel like maybe so many people weren't thinking I should have spent my money on clothes instead of Disney tickets. She was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;being&lt;/span&gt; stylish right? Only on accident. For the record I do not plan to let her wear the pants for anything but, play and I dye thinking of that. I just know she's going to make it somewhere in them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I'm a snob, I don't mean to be. But, I NEVER wore clothes with holes in them and were weren't the richest. It's part of dressing for success, for life. Sorry guys I can't do holes in jeans, I hate faded jeans, Those who really know me know I &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;jeans.(Clarissa should count herself lucky I let her wear them to school, as I don't like it) I have learned to like them over the past 15 years but, it was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;. It took a long time. I may get the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;snop&lt;/span&gt; of the year award if I tell you I only &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; learned to wear them when I got a great pair of &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ralph Lauren jean&lt;/span&gt;. I loved those jeans, They got a &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hole &lt;/span&gt;and went &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;bye, bye&lt;/span&gt;:(. I also tell you they cost me $7.50 brand new at Macy's. They were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;originally&lt;/span&gt; over $100.00. The price was the only reason I bought them and then I fell in love with them. I still wish I could find that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bargin&lt;/span&gt; again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I am starting to feel human agin. Hoping to feel better soon and catch up on everything including bloggin. &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/2242619113925094333-1894441127803038722?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/1894441127803038722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=1894441127803038722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1894441127803038722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1894441127803038722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-kidding-right.html' title='Your kidding right??'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/S01vZ0_TFNI/AAAAAAAABYE/GualXI9WxL8/s72-c/140061425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5035770914693605632</id><published>2009-12-24T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:52:17.922-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Letter 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SzPFOW6kUHI/AAAAAAAABXc/M5avHHn56MQ/s1600-h/clarissa+and+hunter+santa+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418891627116908658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SzPFOW6kUHI/AAAAAAAABXc/M5avHHn56MQ/s400/clarissa+and+hunter+santa+09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ABC’s of The Kizerian’s 2009&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a Merry and Bright Holiday Season!&lt;br /&gt;A – Autumn is busy with craft shows. School, church callings &amp;amp; keeping us all going.&lt;br /&gt;B-Blessings we have seen many this year as both of us have continued to be employed &amp;amp; healthy minus  a little scare this past month that has made me count my blessings even more.&lt;br /&gt;C- Clarissa has started Kindergarten and is reading now. She will be selling Girl Scout cookies soon. E mail us your order.&lt;br /&gt;D- Dirt, Yes, we have a dirt collector at our house (Hunter), He saw a big pile of dirt the other day that he wants Santa to bring him.&lt;br /&gt;E-Energy, we have two kids who are full of it.&lt;br /&gt;F-First Place, Hunter got first place at the fishing Derby in June.&lt;br /&gt;G- Glasses, Clarissa got classes this summer, She is adjusting well but, does not like people to talk about them (she plays shy at times)&lt;br /&gt;H- Hunter has adjusted well to his sister being in school but, he loves to go visit her.&lt;br /&gt;I-Inquisitive, Hunter is always exploring. He can’t wait to go camping.&lt;br /&gt;J-jumping, The kids keep us doing this. We are happy to have active children that love to run and play. Hunter is our acrobat.&lt;br /&gt;K-Kent, completed his 20th year at Western Casework, despite the crummy economy he’s stayed employed.&lt;br /&gt;L- Lego land, we went for a short family vacation&lt;br /&gt;M- Michigan, Autumn and kids went to MI for a too short t trip this summer. They had lots of fun but, wish they could have stayed longer.&lt;br /&gt;N-No tags, While mom was happy for a reprieve after the last hunting season, she was sad that Dad didn’t get any tags to partake in his favorite activity.&lt;br /&gt;O-On our way to another exciting and great year.&lt;br /&gt;P-PEEK, take one at our family blog &lt;a href="http://www.kizeriansims.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.kizeriansims.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q-Quiet, we don’t see much of that around here, but we enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;R-Red Head, Our read head is still the shinning star in our home, &amp;amp; keeps us hopping.&lt;br /&gt;S-Salt Lake City, We were blessed to make 2 trips this past year, We got to see family, and Autumn got to go to one of her childhood friends wedding.&lt;br /&gt;T-Teaching, Autumn is still teaching at the same Middle School (Clarissa goes to the elementary next door).&lt;br /&gt;U- Unusual, Not a day is the same at our house.&lt;br /&gt;V-Vinyl, mom continues to sell vinyl and decorating our house with it, she has even begun to do super Saturdays and craft classes and sell MICHE bags.&lt;br /&gt;W- Walk America, Clarissa had her 5th annual walk team this year.&lt;br /&gt;X- Excited- We are to go to Disneyland here in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;Y-You are all missed and loved.&lt;br /&gt;Z- Zoo, The kids and I took our annual trip to the Toledo zoo this summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-5035770914693605632?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5035770914693605632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5035770914693605632' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5035770914693605632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5035770914693605632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-letter-2009.html' title='Christmas Letter 2009'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SzPFOW6kUHI/AAAAAAAABXc/M5avHHn56MQ/s72-c/clarissa+and+hunter+santa+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-2402716376818934385</id><published>2009-12-07T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T22:40:27.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever feel like your world is crashing in on you?</title><content type='html'>OK a quick post for a few quick thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my title states Do you ever feel like your world is crashing in on you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of those days. Lots going on despite I somehow thought after my last craft show and the RS Christmas dinner that life would slow down.  HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't help I've had sick kids, sick husband and I'm now in my 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; week of going to doctors and having test to see what else is wrong besides my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gallbladder&lt;/span&gt;.  I've been making light of the fact that I keep failing test, (something I'm so not use to but, it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dampening&lt;/span&gt; my mood).  All the what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ifs&lt;/span&gt; are getting to me.  Making me feel like my world is crashing in.  So today I had yet one more test. Hey only like 1 more to go from what I can see and I'm at the end of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scalpel&lt;/span&gt;. I wish doctors didn't have to practice medicine but, knew!   Next they will have to start cutting into me.  Anyway, I stopped at home to check on my sick daughter before I went to the test and low an behold her brother broke her glasses, not fixable UGH!  At that moment it was my breaking point.  I just cried, I don't think I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cring&lt;/span&gt; over the glasses but, it worked.  I went on to have my test  (  an MRI, which they said was open but, it was closed and then I was so luck y to get more junk shot into my body) and run my errands with a new stop the eye &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dr&lt;/span&gt; added to my list.  As I stopped at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; for dinner ingredients (yummy Taco soup) I was minding my own business walking down the isle when a jar jumped of the shelf and fell on my basket and broke. I was kind of glad the lady coming towards me saw it to so I didn't think it was me.  I now had proof that the world was crashing in on me.  Funny but, that glass jar crashing on me was silly enough to lighten my spirits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know as the new year approaches I need to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;simplify&lt;/span&gt; my life.  I need to look at what is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; necessary.  Sorry guys that doesn't mean I'll take the cute out but, I will try to do less.  TRY is the key word here.  I'm so scared that all these test are sending me this message to slow down. &lt;br /&gt;I just pray for the best and for strength to endure whatever may lay ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-2402716376818934385?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/2402716376818934385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=2402716376818934385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2402716376818934385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2402716376818934385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-ever-feel-like-your-world-is.html' title='Do you ever feel like your world is crashing in on you?'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-1856059908980406218</id><published>2009-11-22T15:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:16:40.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookie exchange 2009'/><title type='text'>It's cookie exchange time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SwnHCuV4gmI/AAAAAAAABXU/8wSbSGy6tbg/s1600/2009+cookie+party+invite_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 396px; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407071677248471650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SwnHCuV4gmI/AAAAAAAABXU/8wSbSGy6tbg/s320/2009+cookie+party+invite_001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come one come all to the annual Cookie exchange. I have passed out some invites but, I know in my haste I have missed a few of you. I still have more to pass out. You're all welcome to come.&lt;br /&gt;This is my first attempt at digital invites. Not to bad. I have had quite a time finding a date and time this year. Sorry for the late notice. I've had to change things on my calendar several times. Hence the reason it's starting a little early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited I love the cookie exchange! It's one of my favorite parts of the holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-1856059908980406218?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/1856059908980406218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=1856059908980406218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1856059908980406218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1856059908980406218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-cookie-exchange-time.html' title='It&apos;s cookie exchange time!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SwnHCuV4gmI/AAAAAAAABXU/8wSbSGy6tbg/s72-c/2009+cookie+party+invite_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-6237552615829479132</id><published>2009-11-14T00:40:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:54:39.199-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MICHE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>I did it again!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I did it again I got myself into something else. I just couldn't help myself, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; your wondering I do have my husbands support. I support him in his hunting, he supports me in my crazy business ventures! So what am I selling this time you ask. No, not candles, nope not food, Yes, I'm still crafting, Yes, it is an accessory. Give up???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's purses. They have themes to them. Check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sv5tvzpodLI/AAAAAAAABXM/hX9dFUMoE_s/s1600-h/miche+joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403877270977279154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sv5tvzpodLI/AAAAAAAABXM/hX9dFUMoE_s/s320/miche+joy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one bag and in 3 seconds you can change the shell to make lots of possibilities. I know this has just been added to your Christmas list! It was added to mine immediately. I saw them last Saturday at my show. Went back to my booth and told Kent his Christmas shopping was done, could I please have $$ to go buy a purse. He relented, what husband wouldn't want to be done Christmas shopping the first Saturday in Nov.? I then found out I could sell them, I mean collect the shells. I got a large one which carried not one but, 2 sets of scriptures last Sunday. I dreamed all week, Did the math, some market research, Called my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; and she agreed with me and then Asked my dear, sweet, kind husband for approval to invest. He asked a few questions, to which some he answered himself and said go for it, "You always make $$". See craft show season is coming to an end and well I don't want to have spare time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited I went tonight and signed my contract and picked up my bags and shells. I now own all the shells large and small. OK I know they are to sell but, for tonight they are all MINE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, is the time I need your help. The first 3 people to book a party will get a FREE small shell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check out the &lt;a href="http://www.michebag.com/"&gt;website.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go ordering from there. Let me take care of all your handbag needs. I even have a few that are not on the website. I have a cool Skull one that your teens will love. Just think you can change your purse in seconds!  I'm here to meet your Holiday needs. If you are in the Las Vegas area your purse will be ready in days.  If you have a party I will bring purses that you can take home with you.  &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I have some great specials to share with you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-6237552615829479132?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/6237552615829479132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=6237552615829479132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6237552615829479132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6237552615829479132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-did-it-again.html' title='I did it again!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sv5tvzpodLI/AAAAAAAABXM/hX9dFUMoE_s/s72-c/miche+joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-7372508096227552060</id><published>2009-11-14T00:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:40:38.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft shows 09'/><title type='text'>Come see me at ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sv5sRP7rxdI/AAAAAAAABXE/jj48qaIB29A/s1600-h/boutique09invite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403875646481614290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sv5sRP7rxdI/AAAAAAAABXE/jj48qaIB29A/s320/boutique09invite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.behindthepicketfencecraftboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt;check out the blog to see all the exciting products. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Jen for the wonderful opportunity! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been working on 3 new ideas that will be debuting at this show. I can't wait to share them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQyeV6JJV4g/SvraPzkAa8I/AAAAAAAAGl0/Oq3vhEZ3ypQ/s1600-h/boutique09invite.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-7372508096227552060?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/7372508096227552060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=7372508096227552060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7372508096227552060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7372508096227552060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/11/come-see-me-at.html' title='Come see me at ...'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sv5sRP7rxdI/AAAAAAAABXE/jj48qaIB29A/s72-c/boutique09invite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-6038934246053494923</id><published>2009-11-05T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T00:23:47.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 day challange'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green velvet'/><title type='text'>30 day challange</title><content type='html'>So I was giving my burnt fingers a break ( I was making bows for my upcoming shows) and visited my favorite blog. I hadn't been there in days.  Been busy working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kingdomfirstmom.com/2009/10/the-30-day-giving-challenge-day-1.html"&gt;SO I saw this 30 day giving &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I'm a little late but, Better late than never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just lamenting last night and was up in the wee hours of the morning perplexed over some giving problems.  We are entering into my favorite time of year.  I can't wait to get the Christmas trees up and to start baking.  I'm ready for craft show season to be over and the fun season to begin.  Craft show season funds the fun season. I'm so ready for the giving to begin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who know me well know I don't like to let anyone know what I give.  It ruins the magic of it for me.  I do collect toys year round for this upcoming season.  This year I feel like I have been especially blessed with great finds and have stocked up as I know this holiday season may be rough for lots of people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love giving. My mom taught me the beauty of it from a young age.  Some of my fondest Christmas memories in all my life are those times I've been able to silently make a difference in others lives.  I have a very hard time telling what I've done or aided others to do.  I spent many Christmas blessed by the spirit of giving and feel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fortunate&lt;/span&gt; and blessed to be able to give back now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the green velvet principle.  One Christmas in my late teens I wanted nothing more than &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;green velvet&lt;/span&gt; to make a holiday dress.  I didn't want the fake stuff I wanted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;velvet. It was not in our family budget, in fact Christmas realy wasn't in our budget.  I'm not sure who figured out that it was my desire but, someone was listening.  We came home one night and there was a box wrapped on our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;porch&lt;/span&gt; to me from Santa ( I believe, it said) It was a large box with green velvet in it.  It was wonderful.  (I'll have to find a picture of the dress I made and post it.)  I loved that dress and wore it to many dances in college.  In fact If I'm remembering right I got my first kiss in that dress.  I still have a yard of that fabric left.  I felt so loved making that dress, so blessed every time I wore it or saw it hanging in my closet.  It's one of the first times I remember someone I didn't know doing something for &lt;strong&gt;me.&lt;/strong&gt;  I know it sounds crazy but, it inspired me.  I believe it was also the same Christmas my mom &lt;strong&gt;made&lt;/strong&gt; us buy a dress for another person, which is a long story. But, we didn't have the money for Christmas for our own family and she made us serve others.  Yes, I said MADE.  But, I learned from then it was always a choice to serve and no matter my circumstances I can always find a way to give something. From then out I have.  I have instilled this in my children and will continue til the day I die as my mom has in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as we enter into this blessed holiday season. join me in the 30 day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;.  Look for opportunities to give to others. &lt;strong&gt; Look&lt;/strong&gt; for the less obvious opportunities.  (It's amazing what you can hear in between peoples words if you are truely listening) I just ask one thing don't claim the fame, if it's not needed.  I think part of the magic of my green velvet was the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;anyonminity&lt;/span&gt; of the gift.    I speculate that my green velvet friend may come across my blog.  Thank you, for allowing me the opportunity to be blessed and learn a lesson that has and will last me a life time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to end my ever long post tonight by saying I'm so truly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for the opportunities my childhood afforded me.  I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for paper routes,  hand me downs, rough times and tears.  It makes the life I live today sweeter.  It makes me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for the small things. I have been blessed with a hard work ethic that has and will take me far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's the green velvet principle&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Are you with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; From&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kingdomfirstmom.com/2009/10/the-30-day-giving-challenge-day-1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Keeping the Kingdom first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;November 1st is here. Day 1 of The 30-Day Giving Challenge.&lt;br /&gt;I invite you to take a leap of faith and give in some fashion every day this month. Think beyond monetary gifts. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Couponers&lt;/span&gt;, open up your stockpiles. Bakers, share some pumpkin bread with a neighbor. Get creative!&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, ask God to lead you each day.&lt;br /&gt;Just remember to write it down. Not in a boastful, look-how-generous-I-am kind of way. But to keep yourself accountable and be transformed.&lt;br /&gt;Write down the blessings that come your way each day, too. Get your whole family on board!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bloggers&lt;/span&gt; are in a unique position to inspire and encourage literally thousands of others to accept this giving challenge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 30 days has begun.  regret to tell you however I will not share a lot of my experiences as I prefer to serve as my green velvet friends did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-6038934246053494923?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/6038934246053494923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=6038934246053494923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6038934246053494923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6038934246053494923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/11/30-day-challange.html' title='30 day challange'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-7672576073207604392</id><published>2009-10-26T23:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:17:22.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're still alive</title><content type='html'>Yes, we are still alive. It's been busy and I've been in a foul mood.  So much has happened this month. I had a great show at Art in the Park, doubled my expectations.  Then I had to get into an accident and there went that extra $$.  I had a fun trip to St. George the night of my b day for witches night out. I just finished a nice weekend with my dad and sister with few pictures which continues to make me sad.  Clarissa was in the primary program on Sunday and my mom came which was nice I was so happy that my dad was in town and that he and my sister came as well.  I've had a busy week last week and this week does not look much better. I'm off to bed soon. To top off all the business I've not been feeling well but, have no time for sickness. I did buck up and go to the Doctor but, that has just lead to more test and appointments but, hopefully soon they will come to the conclusion it's my gallblader and just get it out so I can go on with my busy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop now or I'll rant forever.  Just checking in that I'm alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-7672576073207604392?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/7672576073207604392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=7672576073207604392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7672576073207604392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7672576073207604392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-still-alive.html' title='We&apos;re still alive'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4606126639293076949</id><published>2009-09-24T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:54:47.772-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><title type='text'>My baby girl is 5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SrxLVbQIBoI/AAAAAAAABWQ/s0Zao6wMn0Y/s1600-h/100_7047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385262085892998786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SrxLVbQIBoI/AAAAAAAABWQ/s0Zao6wMn0Y/s320/100_7047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SrxLV6KzBKI/AAAAAAAABWY/zJg4vbo483c/s1600-h/100_7239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385262094192149666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SrxLV6KzBKI/AAAAAAAABWY/zJg4vbo483c/s320/100_7239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My curly red head!                                                          At the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SrxLU-G28dI/AAAAAAAABWI/SHg9bI4z9jI/s1600-h/100_7140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385262078069502418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SrxLU-G28dI/AAAAAAAABWI/SHg9bI4z9jI/s320/100_7140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing her red haired attitude off! Still adorable, which causes all the problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hardly believe that 5 years ago I was spending 2 days of my life in labor. Praying that my baby girl would be OK. It was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; one of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scariest&lt;/span&gt; and happiest days of my life.  A &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;true&lt;/span&gt; faith promoting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clarissa arrived 6 weeks early and had kept up on our toes ever since. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't imagine our house with out our little red head. OK I can, it would be quiet and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pink less&lt;/span&gt;. But, it would not be the same. Clarissa you bring so much joy into our lives. There is never a dull moment with you around. I love your quick &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Witt&lt;/span&gt;, and zest for life. I love your determination, I like to think that's what kept you in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; for only 8 days. You are your mothers daughter. I love how you like to plan a party and create. I love how you are your daddy's little girl. I love the way you love your brother and you share with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the things Clarissa loves right now are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp Rock- This is the theme for her party&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;cooking&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Barbies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;crafting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jackets/ sweaters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PJ's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shopping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;party planning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;zebras, monkeys and dolphins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Happy Birthday baby girl!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SrxLWZaLc-I/AAAAAAAABWg/yMIr4X5rhrQ/s1600-h/000_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385262102578164706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SrxLWZaLc-I/AAAAAAAABWg/yMIr4X5rhrQ/s320/000_0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She learned to make Cheese fries in cooking class.  She loves to make them for her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom, Dad and Hunter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4606126639293076949?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4606126639293076949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4606126639293076949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4606126639293076949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4606126639293076949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-baby-girl-is-5.html' title='My baby girl is 5!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SrxLVbQIBoI/AAAAAAAABWQ/s0Zao6wMn0Y/s72-c/100_7047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-2572032747646688780</id><published>2009-09-10T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:39:46.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tip junkie made it'/><title type='text'>2 years running!</title><content type='html'>I am a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;huge fan&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.tipjunkie.com/2009/09/super-saturday-craft-day-ideas.html"&gt;Tip Junkie &lt;/a&gt;and for the 2nd year in a row our/ my ward &lt;a href="http://www.chapelheightsenrichment.blogspot.com/"&gt;super Saturday &lt;/a&gt;has been featured! I feel like I make the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Oprah of blogs&lt;/span&gt; when this happens.&lt;br /&gt;To bad I don't get to walk down the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;red carpet&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well, I'm just here peeling away preparing for the big day! Now I'll never sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm silly but, hey aren't all crafty people.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out. If you are checking us out from Tip Junkie! thanks. If you are interested in supplies/ patterns/ vinyl or more please e mail me at lollipopsandbows @gmail.com or visit one of my blogs at &lt;a href="http://soupersaturday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Super Saturday kits &lt;/a&gt;or lollipopsand bows . Sorry for the shameless plugs! You know all stars have them. Can't wait for the big day! thanks Tip Junkie readers for reading us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't get the boot for my plugs, I'm so excited!  Laurie probably thinks I'm a nut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-2572032747646688780?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/2572032747646688780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=2572032747646688780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2572032747646688780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2572032747646688780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/09/2-years-running.html' title='2 years running!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3138718877712504376</id><published>2009-09-09T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:34:29.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='count your blessings'/><title type='text'>yesterdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqiZHZHwZeI/AAAAAAAABVw/eUWdIXfiCfU/s1600-h/101_0947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379718107175609826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqiZHZHwZeI/AAAAAAAABVw/eUWdIXfiCfU/s320/101_0947.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqiZGzzgGoI/AAAAAAAABVo/iHk2w6o-V70/s1600-h/101_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379718097158544002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqiZGzzgGoI/AAAAAAAABVo/iHk2w6o-V70/s320/101_0788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are from out trip to Michigan this summer. Hunter at the Park w/ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Keb&lt;/span&gt;(v)in and  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; after getting her face painted at the zoo with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yaya&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I was  once again reminded of reasons to be thankful for the trials of my youth and the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blessings of the life&lt;/span&gt; I live today. I know my Heavenly Father allowed me to have experiences so that I may feel empathy for others! I am so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for those experiences and the faith they taught me! As I have often said I am who am today because of my yesterdays, most especially my youth that taught me that I have a loving HF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always said &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am who I am because of the some total of my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  At times that may be good and at times that may be not so good.  Unfortunately for some (not me), I was able to learn things in my youth that I would not have been able to learn otherwise.  I leaned a work etichic and faith that only my life could have taught me.  I have lived it and have a testimony of it!  I know our Heavenly Father has a plan for us.  I know at times I have been unsure of that plan and I have even questioned him and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;questioned&lt;/span&gt; experiences but, they have allowed me the opportunity to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;grow&lt;/span&gt;, for that I am thankful.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;life's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;challenges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; come my way I have learned in a way many have not had the opportunity to know, that my Heavenly Father will provide and carry me through.  He has provided me with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;exercise faith&lt;/span&gt;.  As I write this tonight I am reflecting upon &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;blessings  and promises&lt;/span&gt; I have been given.  I sometimes feel sorry that my family may have had to experience times so I could learn.  I only hope it helped them to grow stronger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight as I was sharing the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;power of faith&lt;/span&gt; with a friend, I was reminded once again of it's power in my life.  I keep thinking I need to start a faith blog but, don't want my name associated with it, not because I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; by my faith promoting experiences but, because I told them sacred yet, feel others may be able to learn from them, the may be able to use them to gain hope.  To know to hang on.  The light will come. They will know that Heavenly Father does know when you are at the end of your rope and he will send you another.  Often times it' not when you think it's the end but, when he knows it is.  I know he does not give us more than we can handle.  I also know he will give us as much and will test us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; for my relationship with the savior.  That I am able to go to him.  That I know he will carry me through the darkest storms, and celebrate my victories of life.  I know he will never leave me fighting the battles of life alone but, he will allow me the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt; to fight them for myself at times.  I know he will work miracles through others, he will turn around planes if he needs to.  I know he can move mountains and if I need to he will give me the power to do so as well.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so thankful for my many blessings in this time of economic crisis. I'm thankful for the insight to change careers, for the career and education that I have.  For my husbands willingness to work and support of me working.  I'm thankful for a family that supports me in that.  I know it takes sacrifice on  their parts as well.  Tonight I am indeed&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; counting my blessings&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3138718877712504376?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3138718877712504376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3138718877712504376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3138718877712504376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3138718877712504376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterdays.html' title='yesterdays'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqiZHZHwZeI/AAAAAAAABVw/eUWdIXfiCfU/s72-c/101_0947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3195564580336941403</id><published>2009-09-09T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:15:01.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I won'/><title type='text'>I won again!</title><content type='html'>Check out this blog &lt;a href="http://kristiskringles.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-do-give-way.html"&gt;baggie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;taggies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;! I won 4 of them.  Hunter chose zoom. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Clarissa&lt;/span&gt; chose Rainbow and I got the black and red damask for Kent and I for luggage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these would be awesome package toppers for b day presents and Christmas presents.  Check them out.  I'm ordering a few more for the above purpose! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kristi!  you rock!&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to share when they arrive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3195564580336941403?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3195564580336941403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3195564580336941403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3195564580336941403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3195564580336941403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-won-again.html' title='I won again!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-7421527178587275289</id><published>2009-09-03T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:28:44.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want my daddy'/><title type='text'>Fairy Daddy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Some girls want a fary godmother not my daughter she wants a fairy Daddy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Clarissa just offered her dad a kiss and a hug if he'd be a fairy for Halloween. She was assigning costumes. She is Sleeping Beauty, Hunter is a knight ( so he can rescue her) and I got the evil lady and Kent got the fairy. We haven't se...en a commtment on Kent's part yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Gotta love our little red headed planner girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My little planner is at it again.   She is simoutanouly planning 2 parties (yes, one is not good enough for her).  She is planning her 5th birthday that is a camp rock/ cooking party and a Halloween party&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqCjXBXZ-yI/AAAAAAAABVI/BF6GXreoINk/s1600-h/101_1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377477570979298082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqCjXBXZ-yI/AAAAAAAABVI/BF6GXreoINk/s320/101_1167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Our Sleeping Beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, she likes to sleep with the mask on her head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqCjYS2Rx2I/AAAAAAAABVY/QjyoI_nQWE4/s1600-h/101_1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377477592852055906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqCjYS2Rx2I/AAAAAAAABVY/QjyoI_nQWE4/s320/101_1162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqCjXvmO6MI/AAAAAAAABVQ/ZNtvuxE_prI/s1600-h/101_1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377477583389518018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqCjXvmO6MI/AAAAAAAABVQ/ZNtvuxE_prI/s320/101_1166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So precious who wouldn't want to be her Knight or fairy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Especially if you get a hug AND a kiss! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqCjXvmO6MI/AAAAAAAABVQ/ZNtvuxE_prI/s1600-h/101_1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqCjXvmO6MI/AAAAAAAABVQ/ZNtvuxE_prI/s1600-h/101_1166.JPG"&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/2242619113925094333-7421527178587275289?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/7421527178587275289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=7421527178587275289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7421527178587275289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7421527178587275289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-little-planner.html' title='Fairy Daddy?'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SqCjXBXZ-yI/AAAAAAAABVI/BF6GXreoINk/s72-c/101_1167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4207809334771321122</id><published>2009-09-02T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:13:43.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='souper saturday'/><title type='text'>Souper Saturday!</title><content type='html'>FINISHED! Check it out. I need better pictures. I think I want to turn this into a business. Yes, it's me thinking again &lt;a onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," href="http://chapelheightsenrichment.blogspot.com/search/label/super%20saturday%2009" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://chapelheightsenrichment.blogspot.com/search/label/super%20saturday%2009&lt;/a&gt;All but, one of the projects I've done.... If you are in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas area come join us. If you want to order a kit if you are not that is great too. I'm hoping to do some kits for other wards too. Spread the word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm for real.  I want to do Super &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; project kits! So if your ward is looking for some help. Look no further.  I'm willing to travel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;up to&lt;/span&gt; 150 miles away from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas if the order is over $250.00.  I can send you the kits with or with out wood (for shipping purposes).  I would provide you with sign up sheets. Access to blog post about the projects.  All you would have to do is show up.  Of course the fees will be a little more than on he blog above as that was for my ward.  I love ya but, not giving my services away.  Let me know if I can help! I'll have a post soon on my Lollipops and Bows site!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4207809334771321122?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4207809334771321122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4207809334771321122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4207809334771321122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4207809334771321122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/09/souper-saturday.html' title='Souper Saturday!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3724464752399511346</id><published>2009-08-29T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T02:00:04.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><title type='text'>Kindergarden</title><content type='html'>Just a few thoughts from this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a cute note in Clarissa's lunch that said Clarissa, we heart U! Heart, mom &amp;amp; dad.&lt;br /&gt;So I asked her if she got the note.  She replied, yeah I threw it on the floor.  What did it say?  So then the next morning she asked for another note. It was still in her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lunch&lt;/span&gt; box when she got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at dinner Kent asked C what is your favorite part of school?  C: Coming home.  She is excited to go to school every day so I'm not to worried. I decided it's a compliment that she likes to come home.  I know some kids don't. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;At least&lt;/span&gt; we know she likes us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; day of school she had a shelter in place due to sewer backup that smelled like gas.  I teach next door and was in SIP as well.  I guess they taped the door and said it was so liquid didn't get in.  C's version is the teacher taped the door so the liquid didn't get in and they die.  She was real upset. Which I understand. Death is very real to her right now as her grandma died just a few weeks ago.  She was worried about my and my kids next door and wanted to know if we were going to die too and if I taped my door.  She is such a kind girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is doing great in school and is such a trooper getting up at 6 every morning, to shower and get ready for school.  I can't believe how big she's getting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3724464752399511346?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3724464752399511346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3724464752399511346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3724464752399511346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3724464752399511346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/08/kindergarden.html' title='Kindergarden'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4196856016678437478</id><published>2009-08-24T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:09:52.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kinder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><title type='text'>First day of Kindergarden</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SpN9k3CwXJI/AAAAAAAABRI/LIw9V92i7DU/s1600-h/100_7298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373776852587404434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SpN9k3CwXJI/AAAAAAAABRI/LIw9V92i7DU/s320/100_7298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So I uploaded the pictures backwards. But, here they are! Waiting to be picked up at the end of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SpN9kYh7-yI/AAAAAAAABRA/bJoiRi1XDwY/s1600-h/100_7299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373776844396690210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SpN9kYh7-yI/AAAAAAAABRA/bJoiRi1XDwY/s320/100_7299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Look at that tired face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SpN9j2pmYUI/AAAAAAAABQ4/pqq4r5iaQw0/s1600-h/100_7284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373776835302023490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SpN9j2pmYUI/AAAAAAAABQ4/pqq4r5iaQw0/s320/100_7284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;On her way in w/ Dad in the morning. She looks a little scared in this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SpN9jcBfW2I/AAAAAAAABQw/DxvSRHsI_Fc/s1600-h/100_7292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 379px; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373776828154469218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SpN9jcBfW2I/AAAAAAAABQw/DxvSRHsI_Fc/s320/100_7292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her room, finding her seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SpN9izhyArI/AAAAAAAABQo/VbTSYeBzA7U/s1600-h/100_7258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373776817284055730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SpN9izhyArI/AAAAAAAABQo/VbTSYeBzA7U/s320/100_7258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the house in the picture spot. Hard to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that almost 5 years ago I brought her home and took her picture here. WOW my baby is growing up. Now she is a Husky! H. Huskies can do lots of things. Check out the outfit. It took us a long time in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt; to find just the right one. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; for us to agree on one. She wanted jeans or a sweat suit, I wanted a dress, we settled for this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;skort&lt;/span&gt; kind of outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I heard was it was a green card day! If you get to black they call your parents. She promised she'll never get to black. Her goal for this week is 5 green cards. She got to play on the big and little playground. She did not get to play with the kitchen (like she doesn't have one at home, that she plays with all the time). She learned the days of the week. She only ate 2 PB crackers and her apple sauce. She said she ran out of time. Her teacher is Ms. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Linares&lt;/span&gt;. We are so excited for a great year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school year started off great as well. I have some great co teachers. My classes are a bit full but, that will change in time. My school if full of change this year and it will be a fun exciting year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4196856016678437478?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4196856016678437478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4196856016678437478' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4196856016678437478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4196856016678437478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-kindergarden.html' title='First day of Kindergarden'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SpN9k3CwXJI/AAAAAAAABRI/LIw9V92i7DU/s72-c/100_7298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-7615278019235699451</id><published>2009-08-11T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T03:51:59.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings of my sleepless night</title><content type='html'>My mind is racing with all the things that need to be done in the next few weeks.  I should clarify that I have has a nice long vacation. I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;visitied&lt;/span&gt; with family and friends, gone to the beach and amusement park (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;legoland&lt;/span&gt;), cleaned out my kitchen cabinets, my closet and have a healthy start of my craft room.  Floors have been cleaned, beds moved.  While my to do list has not been completed it has been worked on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see I have had a productive summer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a few more things planned. A buying trip to LA and a trip to the buying show which is in town this week (I didn't feel right leaving my kids after telling them &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; grandma had died) but, things change.  Kent' s step mom passed away on Friday night and Life's responsibilities are more important.  I also found out Friday I get to move my classroom (now, I'm not complaining about this, I'm moving out of the hall with all the loud 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders, I love to teach them but, their &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hallway&lt;/span&gt; behavior kills me).  I am also in charge of our quarterly enrichment that will be next Tuesday night and Super Saturday that is in a month. I'm putting on a craft show/ open house with a friend.  Oh did I mention I still have a family you know 2 kids, a husband, 3 dogs.  I'm trying to be as helpful as possible with funeral arrangements and pack to leave soon.  Probably in 28 hours from now.  Plus I can't sleep!  My mind is racing.  So I'm here &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt; a boring post but, maybe it will help me decompress.  It's time to once again start my engines and get going.  I'm a busy person.  I stay busy if you my calendar is quite booked from now til Thanksgiving.  I reserve December for me and my choice of fun activities.  I guess it's only just begun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful to believe Families are Forever.  It made telling my children so much easier.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Their&lt;/span&gt; simple faith is amazing.  Hunter took the news well and accepts the fact that Grandma is in heaven with Heavenly Father.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; was sad and had engaged in some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; questions. &lt;br /&gt;* If Grandma is in Heaven, Where is Santa Clause?&lt;br /&gt;* Can I take my blanket to Heaven?&lt;br /&gt;* Is there food there?&lt;br /&gt;* Did Grandma leave me a couch? (This comes from my mom telling the kids that she will give our couch back when she dies.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;favorites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: Mommy you'll dies someday and go to Heaven then it will be Daddy, Hunter and Me.&lt;br /&gt;M: yes,&lt;br /&gt;C: Daddy will die someday and then it will be Hunter and ME&lt;br /&gt;M: yes&lt;br /&gt;C: Hunter I love YOU-in a sweet voice.&lt;br /&gt;H: Sister it's OK we all go live with Heavenly Father.  His voice was so loving and concerned.  Trying to assure her all would be well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(secretly I'm just glad I get to be the first to die)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter just wants to send Grandma a balloon up in the sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sad for my brother in law who is 14.  His first day of High school was to be on Thursday instead he will be attending his mothers funeral.  I remember his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; graduation. I can't believe he is going to High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa  starts &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; in a week and a half.  I'm so excited for her to go to school. To learn and to make friends.  I'm scared for her, scared people will be mean to her, scared she won't fit in.  I think maybe some of my elementary school days are coming back.  She's ready with lots of new clothes, a new hairstyle, new glasses and new shoes are coming.  I've ordered pencils with her name on them.  I'm scared I don't know what cool things to pack in her lunch either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-7615278019235699451?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/7615278019235699451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=7615278019235699451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7615278019235699451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7615278019235699451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramblings-of-my-sleepless-night.html' title='Ramblings of my sleepless night'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4875811514343586417</id><published>2009-08-06T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:05:24.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunting'/><title type='text'>Local Shooting Park needs our help.</title><content type='html'>Clark County Shooting Park Needs Your Support!&lt;a name="OLE_LINK6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="OLE_LINK5"&gt;Please Contact the BLM Today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clark County Shooting Park is a 3,000 acre park outside of Las Vegas that is devoted entirely to the shooting sports.  It was created by an Act of Congress that transferred land to Clark County from the federal Bureau of Land Management (BLM).  Not long after the transfer, some local residents filed a lawsuit to close down the shooting park. The federal judge dismissed their charges, but ordered the BLM to complete some environmental studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Environmental Assessment with a "Finding of No Significant Impact" (FONSI) has been completed and is open for public comment until Wednesday, September 2.  The same people who sued the shooting park, along with their allies, plan to bury BLM with letters demanding a more extensive environmental analysis as another form of harassment against the shooting park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since comments are not limited to Nevada residents, we are asking that NRA members from around the country send comments to BLM in order to counter comments by the shooting park's opposition.  A large number of supportive letters will also positively influence BLM decisions on other shooting areas and ranges nationwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you shoot recreationally, it is important the BLM hear from you.  Gun control advocates and radical environmental activists are trying to shut down shooting ranges or keep them from opening across the country, so it is important that BLM hear from you.  Please take a few minutes to send Mr. Bob Ross, BLM Las Vegas Field Manager, your comments supporting the Environmental Assessment and recommending that the FONSI be approved and that the environmental review process be completed.  His address is:  4701 North Torrey Pines Drive, Las Vegas, NV  89130.  The environmental assessment is available online at &lt;a title="http://www.blm.gov/nv/st/en/fo/lvfo.html" href="http://www.blm.gov/nv/st/en/fo/lvfo.html"&gt;http://www.blm.gov/nv/st/en/fo/lvfo.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to this park opening so that my children can have a place in the future to practice their marksmanship.  A skill many people have lost.  This is something we do as a family.  Remember gun's don't kill people do.  If you teach your children responsibility they will be responsible.  It is also important for them to have a place to practice their skills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like it move on don't leave your nasty posts.  We live in America so we can have Freedom.  I'm expressng mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4875811514343586417?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4875811514343586417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4875811514343586417' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4875811514343586417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4875811514343586417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/08/local-shooting-park-needs-our-help.html' title='Local Shooting Park needs our help.'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5464380285241793775</id><published>2009-08-03T00:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:11:38.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7 years'/><title type='text'>Lucky year 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SnaMMGWFV9I/AAAAAAAABNw/29EpDKx7yy4/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365630145548081106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SnaMMGWFV9I/AAAAAAAABNw/29EpDKx7yy4/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SnaMmekPFwI/AAAAAAAABN4/ZNkjn9Qan58/s1600-h/IMG_0103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365630598726489858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SnaMmekPFwI/AAAAAAAABN4/ZNkjn9Qan58/s320/IMG_0103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;7 years ago today Monday August 3rd, 2002- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I married my best friend. They say opposites attract and Kent and I are opposite in lots of ways. But, I love him for that on most days. (OK, that rhymed so I had to say it). I love the way he ALWAYS loves me. When life is rough and I may be ready to runaway he reminds me we are in this for the long haul. I don’t know about many of you but,the first year of married life was difficult. It might have something to do with getting married at almost 28 and having has so many years of freedom. Plus I was in the middle of my masters program. But, we made it through. I’m so happy that he’s happy he’s stuck with me for an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kent I love you. I know I don’t say it enough, that I let our busy lives get in the way but, I do. I appreciate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7 reasons I love you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;You are a great DAD-&lt;/strong&gt; Clarissa is your princess and Hunter is your camping buddy. I never worry that our kids are safe when they are with you. I know you protect them and love them as much as I do. I love how Hunter misses you when your at work and Rissa wants it to be Monday! You understand that Rissa has nothing in her full closet of clothes to wear. You enjoy Daddy/ daughter and Daddy/ son dates and your children love them too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;You build me custom furniture&lt;/strong&gt;- Your patient with my specifications and changes in the middle of building projects. You don’t whine about my endless list of honey do’s to build. I have an awesome Kitchen and addition you’ve built for me. I know I come up with projects faster than you can build them. Thank you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;You like to spend time with us&lt;/strong&gt;- There is nothing you enjoy more than spending time with the kids and I. You don’t think Hunting and shooting are for boys and you can’t wait to share that with not only your kids but, with me too. You want us to love the things you love. You like taking us to Disneyland. On the other hand I love that you encourage us to go and do even when you can’t, You’re OK with us going to my dad’s for summer and holidays,to Disney with friends. You never complain when I'm away about having time with Clarissa and Hunter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;You love a good sale&lt;/strong&gt;- I love the fact that you understand my sale fetish. That you will suggest we go to another Target. That you think my present closet is cool (that you even made me shelves for it). That you know what gymbucks are! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Your a big kid at heart-&lt;/strong&gt; You understand that kids need toys and so do adults. When I really want a new toy (like a vinyl machine) you help make it happen.  I think you like some toys more than the kids. Like Star Wars and Legos.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;You support all my dreams&lt;/strong&gt;- You’ve been supportive as I’ve take 32 additional graduate credits in 2 years. Encouraged me to sell my hair bows and vinyl, to do craft shows and make my dreams come true. When I decide I want to own a new business or buy something. You let me talk it through and support me in what I decide. You don’t discourage or stifle my dreams. You understand my need to be more. You know that someday I will most likely be in a PHD program and as long as I’m happy your happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;You make me laugh&lt;/strong&gt;- You don’t take life to seriously. I have a habit of being to serious about things and you let me know it’s OK. You’ve taught me to laugh at the spilt milk on my new wood floor instead of cry. To find humor in things. Life is not all up tight and serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kent- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;! Thank you for 7 great years. I look forward to at least 43 more. Remember you promised me 50 years and I get to die first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-5464380285241793775?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5464380285241793775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5464380285241793775' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5464380285241793775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5464380285241793775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/08/lucky-year-7.html' title='Lucky year 7'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SnaMMGWFV9I/AAAAAAAABNw/29EpDKx7yy4/s72-c/IMG_0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3026920395590037536</id><published>2009-07-18T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T03:55:05.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legoland'/><title type='text'>Off to build w/ Legos</title><content type='html'>I said I was going to sleep tonight. and I tried.  But, this stupid bronchitis is not letting me.  I'm sure I'll get a few hours in the car.  We are off to legoland in about 45 minutes.  I'm hoping this trip is  alot better than the trip 3 years ago.  To start with I can't find my camera but, small kind.  The kids are excited.  Rissa found the map in my purse today and was way to excited.  She was trying to convince me it would be cold enough to wear jackets.  She found all the people in the picture w/ jackets. Which was funny it was 116 here today.  We also picked up Clarissa's glasses today, I'd share pictures but, yeah my pink camera is MIA. I'm hoping I just can't see it in the dark car, or that one of my kids knows where it is.  We have Kent's so we'll have pictures, I just hate losing things.  I feel so stupid, especially because I usually hide them from myself.  I got lots of ribbon cut to make bows while riding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our unplanned amazement it is Lego Club weekend, I'm hoping that doesn't make the park crowded.  Don't worry we have our Lego Club memberships.  Yes, Kent restrained himself to only 2. since we only have 2 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see what fun things we can ride and build. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3026920395590037536?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3026920395590037536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3026920395590037536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3026920395590037536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3026920395590037536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/07/off-to-build-w-legos.html' title='Off to build w/ Legos'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-39938693540725020</id><published>2009-07-14T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:40:46.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lego land T shirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I suffer from self diagnosed OCD.&amp;#160; So planning a trip can be fun. I think everyone needs to match.&amp;#160; Which is fine when I’m taking my 2 kids. ( I know they will need therapy someday).&amp;#160;&amp;#160; We are going to Lego land this weekend.&amp;#160; and well the color for the first day is &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160; we must all wear &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160; I know, it’s a bit much for some of you but, I need to be able to find everyone and my mind is slowly going. I just have to remember &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.&amp;#160; I wanted it to be &lt;font color="#008080"&gt;AQUA&lt;/font&gt; but, thought the boys may kill me. My 9 year old Nephew said he’d wear it but, I could tell he was being nice.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;So if we have to have a shirt let’s make it a special shirt.&amp;#160; Well for the kids at least.&amp;#160; Jacob is so nice he’s playing along.&amp;#160; Thanks Jacob!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;So my creative mind has been building Lego shirts.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is the final product.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl153v6_uzI/AAAAAAAABMU/XDZpQ55rFsw/s1600-h/101_1096%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="101_1096" border="0" alt="101_1096" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl154G5LWrI/AAAAAAAABMY/rn3maIbLsJE/101_1096_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Hunter’s shirt w/ Primary colored Legos.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl154yjfpwI/AAAAAAAABMc/iG3ttC7FiNE/s1600-h/101_1099%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="101_1099" border="0" alt="101_1099" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl155eZkfdI/AAAAAAAABMg/Lp2TRXSNOwk/101_1099_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here is Rissa’s. I used girl colored legos. It would probably look a little nicer on a different color shirt but, RED is the color of the day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl155-l-OYI/AAAAAAAABMk/L6YCyoobRj0/s1600-h/101_1108%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="101_1108" border="0" alt="101_1108" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl156ZmaA4I/AAAAAAAABMo/UeUcYnmjNTs/101_1108_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here is Jacob’s shirt. He put his Lego guys in his.&amp;#160; They come out easily. I put a secret compartment so legos can be added and taken out.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So tell me what do you think.&amp;#160; I have thought of a whole new line of products.&amp;#160; I was thinking of an I Love Legos’s shirt.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The pockets come off easily and it can be put on any shirt.&amp;#160; It is easy to clean.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ll tell you about the durability when we return.&amp;#160; I’m excited. I’ve shown them to a few people and they thought they were cool.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Let me know if you want to order one.&amp;#160; I have a few more ideas in my head too.&amp;#160; I spy shirts coming soon.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl157Hj_R0I/AAAAAAAABMs/oUIPUupG7vk/s1600-h/101_1109%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="101_1109" border="0" alt="101_1109" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl157cfo2hI/AAAAAAAABMw/CZmrQJyr9-U/101_1109_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;**&amp;#160; This is your official &lt;font color="#ff0000" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;warning:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; If you ever plan to go on vacation with me your kids may be wearing an AJ Original, as seen above.&amp;#160; Ask Christy, her kids have been tortured as well.&amp;#160; My kids are tortured all the time.&amp;#160; I didn’t for the zoo this year.&amp;#160; I have matching Lady bug outfits for Sunday.&amp;#160; If I finish Rissa’s pants and Hunter’s top.&amp;#160; Jacob kindly declined some Ladybug shorts.&amp;#160; They aren’t girly.&amp;#160; I need to get sewing! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-39938693540725020?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/39938693540725020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=39938693540725020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/39938693540725020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/39938693540725020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/07/lego-land-t-shirts.html' title='Lego land T shirts'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl154G5LWrI/AAAAAAAABMY/rn3maIbLsJE/s72-c/101_1096_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-555100863224986460</id><published>2009-07-14T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:13:31.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Legoland T shirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl1ziLOQmRI/AAAAAAAABL0/APg-js2Domw/s1600-h/101_1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl1ziUownkI/AAAAAAAABL8/sh0Ptq2l7pQ/s1600-h/101_1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl1zir9pK8I/AAAAAAAABME/WUnVTMrgVEU/s1600-h/101_1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl1zir9pK8I/AAAAAAAABME/WUnVTMrgVEU/s320/101_1096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl1ziq4Xx-I/AAAAAAAABMM/gVAdm11_A6Y/s1600-h/101_1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl1ziq4Xx-I/AAAAAAAABMM/gVAdm11_A6Y/s320/101_1098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-555100863224986460?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/555100863224986460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=555100863224986460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/555100863224986460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/555100863224986460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/07/legoland-t-shirts.html' title='Legoland T shirts'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sl1zir9pK8I/AAAAAAAABME/WUnVTMrgVEU/s72-c/101_1096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4836251557833214975</id><published>2009-07-12T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:52:46.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rissa's getting Glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SlrZuqE9C5I/AAAAAAAAA9s/4OPTbyoVko4/s1600-h/101_1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SlrZuqE9C5I/AAAAAAAAA9s/4OPTbyoVko4/s320/101_1081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is getting her eyes examined. Dr. Davis is the best. He was very through.  She even told him how DR.'s are mean.  She asked him for Green eyes and he gave them to her for  a few minutes.  When he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dialted&lt;/span&gt; her eyes. Below is her Green eye picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SlrZuk2yugI/AAAAAAAAA90/q2xKVRonW8E/s1600-h/101_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SlrZuk2yugI/AAAAAAAAA90/q2xKVRonW8E/s320/101_1082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let her choose 2 pair of glasses, it was cheaper to buy 2 pair and let's face it she's only 4 years old. &lt;br /&gt;This was her first choice.  It was so hard to choose with all the Barbie, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HSM&lt;/span&gt; and Disney stickers on the glasses.&lt;br /&gt;These are pink and purple on the inside (you can hardly see it).  They are the flex frames.  I'll admit they were not my first choice.  But, I am not wearing them, and she is very picky about what she wears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SlrZvESxu_I/AAAAAAAAA98/PQ_CQR8lufE/s1600-h/101_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SlrZvESxu_I/AAAAAAAAA98/PQ_CQR8lufE/s320/101_1083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;These were my first choice and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rissa's&lt;/span&gt; second.  I don't remember what name was on them.  She looks so smart in them. I'm hoping now she will be more interested in reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SlrZvUXTy4I/AAAAAAAAA-E/KbU0o2SA-GY/s1600-h/101_1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SlrZvUXTy4I/AAAAAAAAA-E/KbU0o2SA-GY/s320/101_1084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When we went to leave she was very upset she couldn't take them with her.  I fear she thinks they are a fashion accessory.  We all knows she loves those.  She told the lady "If I can't take them with me then I won't be back".  We finally convinced her they had to send them to CA and she would get them soon. &lt;br /&gt;She was very funny as she went through her list of friends and family.   She things she now looks like my sister Jessica or (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yaya&lt;/span&gt;), she called her as we were leaving the Dr.'s office.  She was only concerned one friend would laugh at her, which I think would be the last friend to laugh.  She is concerned what others think. So if you see her when she gets them back. You might want to tell her how nice they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things we that could have been from her premature birth this is so mild.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Cognitively&lt;/span&gt; I believe she is fine. But, we have worked with her to keep her up.  We'll see once she starts school but, I don't think she has any &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;developmental&lt;/span&gt; delays, just an attitude.  I can hardly believe my baby will be starting Kinder in a month and be 5 soon.  It seems like just yesterday my water was breaking 5 weeks and 5 days to soon.  That I was so scared, and watch my husband have an amazing amount of faith that all would be well with our little Princess.  She came  6 weeks to soon and has been excited about life ever since.  That red haired &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt; that can give us all grief, gave her strength to only spend 1 week in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; and to beat all odds in life.  We love our little spitfire and are never sure what she will be up to next.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4836251557833214975?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4836251557833214975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4836251557833214975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4836251557833214975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4836251557833214975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/07/rissas-getting-glasses.html' title='Rissa&apos;s getting Glasses'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SlrZuqE9C5I/AAAAAAAAA9s/4OPTbyoVko4/s72-c/101_1081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-7910767709303305068</id><published>2009-07-11T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:59:25.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craft shows 09'/><title type='text'>It's time to get busy!</title><content type='html'>I've spent the past couple of weeks debating on this year craft show season. I just didn't feel like I had the energy to teach full time, Be a good mommy to a 5yo and 3 yo, be a wife, keep my house in order, fill my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt; calling and so craft shows. Last season Kent was off hunting a lot, this year he will be around. That should make it easier. I was talking with one of my crafty friends and just felt the need to once again &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;GO FOR IT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with the economy as it is, extra money is always nice. Plus it's nice to meet new people. So now I have to begin making. I can't decide what first. Bows are always my favorite and best sellers. Plus some vinyl. I have to say my mind is going 1,&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ooo&lt;/span&gt; miles a minute now. I have committed myself to 2 shows in Oct. I'm thinking of 2 in November and then maybe just maybe break my no shows after &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; rule and do Doodlebug or one in Henderson. I may sneak a few small shows in but, this sound like enough for this busy girl. I'm hoping to do more home parties, they are a lot less stressful and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; just as productive. Happy Crafting. Guess I need to get my room cleaned up and start making. I'm still hoping to get my website up and running too. Wish me luck. Summer is about half over for me. Still more post to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-7910767709303305068?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/7910767709303305068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=7910767709303305068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7910767709303305068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7910767709303305068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-time-to-get-busy.html' title='It&apos;s time to get busy!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5159023051444243269</id><published>2009-07-07T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:46:18.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer 09'/><title type='text'>We're back</title><content type='html'>Yes, we are back for 11 days until we take off on our next mini vacation.  Next stop &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Legoland&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home from MI on the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at around 10 pm. Just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; time to catch some fireworks, sleep. go to church and take off again for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Primm&lt;/span&gt;, NV for our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Freecation&lt;/span&gt;, with my mom and nephew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freecation&lt;/span&gt; was fun. full of lots of waiting including going 5 MPH on I 15 to get there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip to MI was fast and fun.  Yes, we were gone for 12 days but, we are use to a lot more, about twice that time so it seemed like a whirl wind.  While it was good, I didn't get to spend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of time with  a lot of people.  We did make our annual trip to the zoo to check on baby &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kahli&lt;/span&gt; (the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;orangutans&lt;/span&gt;) and baby Louie (the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elephant&lt;/span&gt;).  Clarissa went tubing behind the jet ski for the first time.  (I can't believe I have a child old enough to do that).  I got my annual sun burn and Hunter got his fill of sand. We were able to visit my Great Aunts and all the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grandparents&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This sparked an interest in Clarissa as to how our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bizarre&lt;/span&gt; family works. How we have so many Grand parents.  It was funny to hear her come up with questions. For example, Granny (Elise, my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;step mom&lt;/span&gt;) is Jessica's mom right mommy? Me: yes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt;: Jessica is your sister right?  Me: Yes, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt;: Then Granny is your mommy.  Me: No, Tutu is my mommy.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt;: then why is Jessica your sister? Me: Because Poppy is my Dad and Jessica's dad.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt;: Just thinking away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scrap box&lt;/span&gt; one of our favorite stops and a new place &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jungle Java&lt;/span&gt;.  I was lucky enough to score 2 new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Vera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Bradly&lt;/span&gt; items, a large tote and a purse.  I'm in GRITS heaven.  I so miss shopping in KY and MI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back to reality. I'll try to catch up and post pictures.  I did get the fridge cleaned out today. It's almost 2 am so I think I'll go to bed and so 2 cupboards tomorrow.  My goal is to clean out the cupboards, it seems so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;overwhelming&lt;/span&gt;. So I'm going to break it down.  This should help. Let's hope. I have more cupboard space than the average girl, thanks to my dear husband, and I have no room.  Time to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dejunk&lt;/span&gt;.  I was hoping to go to a FREE movie tomorrow but, looks like that may be canceled due to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MJ's&lt;/span&gt; death. Oh well, lots of fun phone calls to make and work to do.  Rooms to decorate and rearrange.  The sooner I get it all done the sooner I can play and not feel bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-5159023051444243269?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5159023051444243269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5159023051444243269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5159023051444243269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5159023051444243269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-2440197232307336957</id><published>2009-06-23T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:18:36.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I won'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer 09'/><title type='text'>I won I won</title><content type='html'>Ok a quick post to thank Tip Junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.tipjunkie.com/2009/06/birthday-bash-day-4.html"&gt;http://www.tipjunkie.com/2009/06/birthday-bash-day-4.html&lt;/a&gt; I won the brithday dress.  I'm so excited.  YAHOO for me!  I finally won someting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's late and the kids are packed, I had to make a few last minute bows for Clarissa, I have not been pushing the bow issue lately as she informed me the other day "I hate bows" I wanted to cry.  I think it's having her hair brushed that she hates. We took our Easter pictures 2 1/2 months late today so, now she can get her hair cut as she wishes.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kids and I are leaving tomorrow evening for a trip to my dad in MI til the 4th.  There is so much to write about. I'm hoping to get caught up when I get back.  I'll list a few things to jog my bad memory when I return. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Free Fishing day- Hunter won 1st place in his age 0-5 and Kent won 1st in the adult division&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kent won yet, another gun at the Mule Deer foundation dinner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I taught summer school for 11 days at Monaco, the school I began my career at.  I miss Monaco.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jacob is here for the summer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I began part of my summer cleaning. Rissa's room is rearranged and just need to redo her closet and hang pictures, my room had begun.  Kent has a to do list for while we are gone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've read 2 books so far this summer. WOW!  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As I stil I'm trying to decide what to take on vaca to keep my busy.  I think Imay take my custom jewelery kit I bought a year ago and never find the time to pay with.  I want to work on my store and get things going.  I don't want to do as many shows. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a thougt on my shows. I love doing craft shows however, I do not love the time they take away from my family.  I recently hear a story of a mom who walked away from a PHD program that was paid for, for the sake of her children.  It has made me think about my priorities.  I have put any further education on hold (yes, I said hold, the deepest desires of my heart tell me I wan a PHD.  I have a yearning for education I can not explain. I love going to school and I love learning) but, still fill my time with other things.  I need to prioritize and decide what is truely important.  I'm hoping to do more online and home parties.  At my last few home parties I've done so well and it's so much easier than a craft show.  My ROI is so much higher as well.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK I need to get to bed.  Still have things to do like teach tomorrow.  Pack my stuff, plane bag (goodies to keep the kids occupied since sleep in never an option for them).  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not sure I'll have access to this for a while.  Have a great week and Happy 4th.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-2440197232307336957?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/2440197232307336957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=2440197232307336957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2440197232307336957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2440197232307336957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-won-i-won.html' title='I won I won'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5732725193677141625</id><published>2009-06-18T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T08:54:35.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='check it out'/><title type='text'>Check it out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;One of my faveorite blogs is not a blog anymore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tip Junkie's got dot com! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Check it out. I find all kinds of great ideas and blogs to follow.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I was even feature on here once upon a time. I'm hoping to do something great again someday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So get your move on and go visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tipjunkie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;www.Tipjunkie.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/”http://tipjunkie.com/”" mce_href="”http://tipjunkie.com/”"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/”http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc10/TipJunkie/BirthdayBash_Post-5.png”" source="”blank”" mce_src="”http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc10/TipJunkie/BirthdayBash_Post-5.png”" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-5732725193677141625?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5732725193677141625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5732725193677141625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5732725193677141625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5732725193677141625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/06/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-2380468541223049854</id><published>2009-06-10T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:53:30.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Kids with Eczema, a Simple Solution - The Checkup -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://voices.washingtonpost.com/checkup/2009/04/for_eczema_bathe_kids_in_bleac.html"&gt;For Kids with Eczema, a Simple Solution - The Checkup -&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried this a few weeks ago with Hunter and it worked well.  Just thought I'd pass it on.  It also makes the bathroom smell clean. Something mine doesn't always do since I've been married and had kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a fun summer. Don't forget to check the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;summer fun&lt;/span&gt; blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-2380468541223049854?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://voices.washingtonpost.com/checkup/2009/04/for_eczema_bathe_kids_in_bleac.html' title='For Kids with Eczema, a Simple Solution - The Checkup -'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/2380468541223049854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=2380468541223049854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2380468541223049854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2380468541223049854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-kids-with-eczema-simple-solution.html' title='For Kids with Eczema, a Simple Solution - The Checkup -'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4645503608703933457</id><published>2009-06-07T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:51:06.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer goals'/><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was so excited for summer to come. I was looking forward to a new routine. Sandboxes and water play. Parks, Movies and cleaning my house.&amp;#160; I had a grand plan in my head.&amp;#160; We weren’t going &lt;strong&gt;anywhere&lt;/strong&gt; until I had things organized. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then I woke up. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Troutkings BTN"&gt;First my dad e mailed me with a great deal 3 tickets to MI for less than $400.00, that and the fact that just the previous night Clarissa had prayed to go to Poppy’s. I couldn’t say NO so we are off for 11 days of fun at the lake and will be there for the annual 4th of July celebration, Fireworks right in front of us, so FUN!&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Then an offer came to teach Summer school from Tuesday, (Monday is teachers last day) and then I will teach till we leave.&amp;#160; Have you ever wanted something but, didn’t? That’s how I feel about summer school.&amp;#160; Really the only part of it I want is the $$ so I will do it.&amp;#160; (I keep telling myself, it’s a house payment, 2 trips to DL after annual passes, lots of scrapbook, an YUDU, or any other thing on my wish list)It’s only 11 days and will provide me with more then 11 days of fun. The reality in all of this is I’m looking at July 5th before I can really start my dream summer. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; On my defense. I did start on Rissa’s room tonight and got her bed moved. How much stuff can be behind a 4 year olds bed?&amp;#160; We found last summer’s missing sandle. Polly pocket and Barbie accessories, Wrappers from food she keeps sneaking. (Any advise on sneaky kids?) I like it a lot for now. She still needs a new bed but, this one will do.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tomorrow I will finish her closet and do laundry.&amp;#160; I’m so excited my BFF has classes down here this next week. I was triple excited till I realized a week isn’t that long when you with people you like. It’s forever when you don’t like the person.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Saturday Kent and I went to the Mule Deer foundation dinner in St. George. we had 12 1/2 hours away from kids.&amp;#160; OK I called BFF and she met me to do some shopping. Kent went to sporting goods stores and we went to girl store. Roberts, Kohl’s, Down East, and then I went to Krumpet’s.&amp;#160; I started the day by getting my hair cut. I hate getting it cut in Vegas. My stylist moved and I can never find anyone who listens.&amp;#160; I got a really short cut for me.&amp;#160; So far I love it.&amp;#160; Should be easy and fun for the summer.&amp;#160; Kent was lucky an won a new gun. Just what he needs. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My list are made for summer and I’m hoping to get a lot accomplished.&amp;#160; scrap room cleaned and organized. Kitchen painted. Vinyl hung in my own house. (I think it’s a sin to sell something and not use it yourself).&amp;#160; Hunter’s room redecorated since he has a big boy bed.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hello summer. and I really am greatful for the extra work. I just wish I’d had one day off but, in today’s economy a job is a job.&amp;#160; I’m most excited because I’m going back to my old middle school that I love.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4645503608703933457?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4645503608703933457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4645503608703933457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4645503608703933457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4645503608703933457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-2788234985185346128</id><published>2009-06-02T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:03:32.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging 101'/><title type='text'>Sign up - Windows Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:0767317B-992E-4b12-91E0-4F059A8CECA8:66f24156-26b5-49d4-9339-a56aef0d0af5" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;Technorati Tags: &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tags/windows+live" rel="tag"&gt;windows live&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Check this out. I knew their had to be an easier way to do this.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://signup.live.com/finished.aspx"&gt;Sign up - Windows Live&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This maybe the best kept secret.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;adding pictures was/ is so easy.&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/SiTOvD00ZlI/AAAAAAAAA9E/TH0IYf0beIo/s1600-h/SFCatalog_p01%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="SFCatalog_p01" border="0" alt="SFCatalog_p01" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/SiTOvmERIXI/AAAAAAAAA9I/rmca-9RKy3w/SFCatalog_p01_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="336" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/SiTOwfAD2tI/AAAAAAAAA9M/HIl_w_CzImY/s1600-h/000_0002%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="000_0002" border="0" alt="000_0002" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/SiTOxMc0QXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/kGwiJysJQPE/000_0002_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="300" height="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; My little Chef. She learned to make cheese fries at cooking class.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="7" face="Aachen BT"&gt;WOW.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I may get it all up and running even with adding a few more work days to my school year!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;you can change the fonts so easily.&amp;#160; Now I just have to figure out how to do it to more than one blog. Look out blog world.here I come! No more excuses!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7" face="Waltograph UI"&gt;thanks Julia! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7" face="Waltograph UI"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Waltograph UI"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font face="AcadEref"&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="AdLib BT"&gt; may be a pro blogger soon. Ok that’s a little much but this is so cool! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-2788234985185346128?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/2788234985185346128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=2788234985185346128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2788234985185346128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2788234985185346128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/06/sign-up-windows-live.html' title='Sign up - Windows Live'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_qlg56UriALY/SiTOvmERIXI/AAAAAAAAA9I/rmca-9RKy3w/s72-c/SFCatalog_p01_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5811821014426285941</id><published>2009-05-30T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:53:01.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='isma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunter'/><title type='text'>isms</title><content type='html'>Life is busy with the end of the school year.  I have so much to blog about and hope to get that done this week.  I need to get things ready for a class I'm teaching this week and house work done so I just wanted to record these 2 isms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter got a new slide bed this week.  Friday morning he was sliding down and screamed loud and we heard a big bang.  He came running in the living room and was crying.  "I need blood, Mommy I need blood".  We always tell him no blood no pain.  I'm guess he was in a lot of pain so he needed some blood to prove it.  He has a nick on his nose.  It was to funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Hunter and I ran to my fave. grocery store (bargin post to come, maybe) any way.  He got animal crackers on sale for 35 cents.  We got a few boxes.  He went to show sister.  SHe asked "Hunter did you buy me some"  Hunter replied " No, sister".  Clarissa replies in her drama voice "Oh, brother, you've broken my heart".  Yes, her first broken heart over a box of animal crackers.  Much to her relief her mom did buy her some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids say the darndest things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come.  We've had a great weekend family fun for FREE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-5811821014426285941?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5811821014426285941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5811821014426285941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5811821014426285941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5811821014426285941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/isms.html' title='isms'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-7868404531966671816</id><published>2009-05-20T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:03:48.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShSaY6hYMnI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/t3FLAGXOGXs/s1600-h/my+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShSaY6hYMnI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/t3FLAGXOGXs/s320/my+family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-7868404531966671816?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/7868404531966671816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=7868404531966671816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7868404531966671816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7868404531966671816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShSaY6hYMnI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/t3FLAGXOGXs/s72-c/my+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-2510215867552981517</id><published>2009-05-20T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:02:56.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new vinyl toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/invalid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/invalid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look now I can make stick figures. I'm hoping to figure this out. I just learned one thing new! Yahoo I may have my website up by the end of summer!  I have hundreds of choices. Order your stick figure family today.  half off the first 5 orders.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-2510215867552981517?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/2510215867552981517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=2510215867552981517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2510215867552981517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2510215867552981517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-vinyl-toy.html' title='new vinyl toy'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3600067981942342012</id><published>2009-05-19T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:21:54.657-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><title type='text'>graduation outfit round 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember the graduation outfit I did not like. The one Clarissa had to have See post below.  Well today I came home from work and she no longer likes it. For all the reasons I tried to talk her out of it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, she is one unlucky girl today as I've been sick for 9 days and had a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;DR&lt;/span&gt; apt at 4:40. I am the proud, OK not so proud owner of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pharyngitis&lt;/span&gt;.  So no trips to the mall for a new outfit. She'll have to wear a sweater to keep warm.  She's always cold and I knew that shirt would not work for that reason.  I thought she might talk her dad into a trip to the mall but, they were still here when we got home. So no such luck. I'm dreading the clothes issues when she's a teen.  But, as my mom reminds me I created the monster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**  She does still remember I get to pick the Kinder grad outfit! ** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3600067981942342012?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3600067981942342012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3600067981942342012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3600067981942342012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3600067981942342012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation-outfit-round-2.html' title='graduation outfit round 2'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-1842221186635903346</id><published>2009-05-18T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:56:21.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool graduation suckers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIqlHLkCBI/AAAAAAAAA6s/qVrr3_rVSdw/s1600-h/000_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 416px; HEIGHT: 316px" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIqlHLkCBI/AAAAAAAAA6s/qVrr3_rVSdw/s320/000_0016.jpg" width="365" height="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my attempt at the below creation. I did not use the chocolate squares as they are filled and I knew preschoolers won't like them. I'm using all different colors of the extreme sour strings. This was my trail run. I will make them all tomorrow night. I think they look pretty good. I'm sure 4 year olds will like them. Now to find a saying to go with them. My reese cups do not look as nice as thiers. But,I can't control that. I found this on &lt;a href="http://bakerella.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bakerilla&lt;/a&gt;.  I think this is my new favorite site!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIqlOdQCZI/AAAAAAAAA60/PCubeYxl9ZE/s1600-h/candy+cup+caps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIqlOdQCZI/AAAAAAAAA60/PCubeYxl9ZE/s320/candy+cup+caps.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&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/2242619113925094333-1842221186635903346?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/1842221186635903346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=1842221186635903346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1842221186635903346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1842221186635903346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/preschool-graduation-suckers.html' title='Preschool graduation suckers'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIqlHLkCBI/AAAAAAAAA6s/qVrr3_rVSdw/s72-c/000_0016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-118708519098911616</id><published>2009-05-18T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:54:39.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunter'/><title type='text'>New Sand Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="center"&gt;Hunter has been wanting a sand box. It is on his Dad's to do list but, so are many other things.  I saw this grand idea on another blog and here we are.   A box with sand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIplAn1uVI/AAAAAAAAA6M/hHgKrs0LvUs/s1600-h/000_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIplAn1uVI/AAAAAAAAA6M/hHgKrs0LvUs/s320/000_0013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Clarissa and Hunter playing in the sand box (under the bed box with sand. We got Blue, Purple and pink(saved for a later time)). Hunter was a bit upset as he wanted to get IN the sandbox so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIplVcMJvI/AAAAAAAAA6U/ZYfrk1ZXtXU/s1600-h/000_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIplVcMJvI/AAAAAAAAA6U/ZYfrk1ZXtXU/s320/000_0012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the sand box having fun. I much prefer we stay &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OUT &lt;/span&gt;of the sandbox and get less sand on up but, we can't all be clean freaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIplr7RCjI/AAAAAAAAA6c/qvV6WzmSjv0/s1600-h/000_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIplr7RCjI/AAAAAAAAA6c/qvV6WzmSjv0/s320/000_0011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Getting sand &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; his feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIplq51AEI/AAAAAAAAA6k/nZktVQs8vzQ/s1600-h/000_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIplq51AEI/AAAAAAAAA6k/nZktVQs8vzQ/s320/000_0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="center"&gt;Freshly dumped sand, New toys and all.  Who knew they had colored sand.  Just wishing they had green and orange.  Maybe someday!  If your looking for the colored sand we found ours at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; (outside, in front of the store) we looked forever inside.  We got the box at target and for less than $30.00 we have a sandbox.  Hunter was quite upset that we would not bring it in the house when we were finished.  I think this will work great til the "real" one gets built.  I'm also going to take out some round buckets (the ones we use for pick a duck) and let them play in the water.  I do have to admit I was cringing as they were mixing the sand colors. It was good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;therapy&lt;/span&gt;. I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&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/2242619113925094333-118708519098911616?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/118708519098911616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=118708519098911616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/118708519098911616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/118708519098911616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-sand-box.html' title='New Sand Box'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/ShIplAn1uVI/AAAAAAAAA6M/hHgKrs0LvUs/s72-c/000_0013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-8132647273554674953</id><published>2009-05-18T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:46:25.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunter'/><title type='text'>1 st Father Son Campout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:3546/a9e840be7de8ac55262e3976cd4c61b2/image/5920b619661f80e8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://localhost:3546/a9e840be7de8ac55262e3976cd4c61b2/image/5920b619661f80e8.jpg?size=320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hunter playing in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:3546/a9e840be7de8ac55262e3976cd4c61b2/image/d6fb77d3ab122562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://localhost:3546/a9e840be7de8ac55262e3976cd4c61b2/image/d6fb77d3ab122562.jpg?size=320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Their sleeping &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accommodations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:3546/a9e840be7de8ac55262e3976cd4c61b2/image/4e563ca82f726cff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://localhost:3546/a9e840be7de8ac55262e3976cd4c61b2/image/4e563ca82f726cff.jpg?size=320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Relaxing by the fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:3546/a9e840be7de8ac55262e3976cd4c61b2/image/6c3c7533d9f6e0c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://localhost:3546/a9e840be7de8ac55262e3976cd4c61b2/image/6c3c7533d9f6e0c0.jpg?size=320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Kent and Hunter went on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; First Father/ Son &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;camp out&lt;/span&gt;. It was a ward activity. They never found the rest of the ward but, did find &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; lost family. They still had lots of fun. It's been 3 days and Hunter is still talking about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; on the other hand was not so happy. She was up til 1 am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;winning&lt;/span&gt; that her dad did not take her. and all that goes along with that. She lived and was SO HAPPY to see her dad when he got home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-8132647273554674953?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/8132647273554674953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=8132647273554674953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8132647273554674953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8132647273554674953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/father-son-campout.html' title='1 st Father Son Campout'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-6350263480589485233</id><published>2009-05-15T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:57:35.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gymboree'/><title type='text'>What to wear for Preschool graduation?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping for Clarissa's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;school Graduation outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;We were off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt; (her favorite store) plus it's Circle of Friends time (30% your total purchase w/ CF coupon) and I had the perfect dress in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sg3Eq6KSNTI/AAAAAAAAA48/2weep1mmT1k/s1600-h/per+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336137374949848370" style="WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sg3Eq6KSNTI/AAAAAAAAA48/2weep1mmT1k/s320/per+dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;This was the dress I had in mind. Clarissa wants nothing to do with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Well we walk in and the new Mermaid line is out. What girl doesn't want to be a mermaid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;So I thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I can do this dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sg3D-i-wEII/AAAAAAAAA4c/U1SgBUesr5A/s1600-h/dress+I+liked.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336136612813213826" style="WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sg3D-i-wEII/AAAAAAAAA4c/U1SgBUesr5A/s320/dress+I+liked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was to late. She had already fallen in love with these shorts. And she says "No one will be wearing a dress mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sg3D-vUNieI/AAAAAAAAA4k/0JKNVPrNMHQ/s1600-h/preschool+shorts.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sg3I2EcBP7I/AAAAAAAAA5M/qI0GoneAh5o/s1600-h/preschool+shorts.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336141964733661106" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sg3I2EcBP7I/AAAAAAAAA5M/qI0GoneAh5o/s320/preschool+shorts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;See the Mermaid She had hair like Clarissa, or so I was told in the art of 4 yo persuasion. You can see it but, it has sequence too. What more could a girl want? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I try with my best mommy persuasion. Which included You can have this purse. (she had already established she "wanted it".) if you get the dress. Nope. I tried every technique I knew. Including. If you choose this I choose next year for Kinder. To which she agreed. My friend Angie who was with us said she won't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;(she will, she remembers EVERYTHING (story for later).)&lt;br /&gt;No Purse it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:OpenWin(" 3eprd_id="845524445980772&amp;amp;FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374306251440&amp;amp;bmUID=1242415915036&amp;amp;prodview=REGULAR','615','695','yes');&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sg3IlY1eWWI/AAAAAAAAA5E/9kpam24C7bQ/s1600-h/purse.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336141678151358818" style="WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sg3IlY1eWWI/AAAAAAAAA5E/9kpam24C7bQ/s320/purse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad as it was, She found this shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sg3D-6oIxOI/AAAAAAAAA4s/pFW1LAV3z0A/s1600-h/preschool+shirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336136619160814818" style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sg3D-6oIxOI/AAAAAAAAA4s/pFW1LAV3z0A/s320/preschool+shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not 100% pleased with the out fit but, I didn't like any of them. Truth be told it's not one of my fave. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gymbo&lt;/span&gt; line. I would have skipped it all together. But, I'd rather have her happy with what she is wearing we graduate so few times in our lives. Plus I wanted to make it special so she can look forward to the other graduations she has you know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;, High School. Bachelors and Masters. Maybe even a PHD. They don't have them for elem and middle school anymore, which is a shame. Some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kinders&lt;/span&gt; don't even have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the savings at the mall later. Let's just say I think I made all frugal mom's proud at the mall last night. I can't wait to share my finds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:OpenWin(" 3eprd_id="845524445980772&amp;amp;FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374306251440&amp;amp;bmUID=1242415915036&amp;amp;prodview=REGULAR','615','695','yes');&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:OpenWin(" 3eprd_id="845524445980772&amp;amp;FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374306251440&amp;amp;bmUID=1242415915036&amp;amp;prodview=REGULAR','615','695','yes');&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-6350263480589485233?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/6350263480589485233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=6350263480589485233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6350263480589485233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6350263480589485233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-to-wear-for-preschool-graduation.html' title='What to wear for Preschool graduation?'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sg3Eq6KSNTI/AAAAAAAAA48/2weep1mmT1k/s72-c/per+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4241890395734566522</id><published>2009-05-09T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:43:19.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bargain hunters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZ01PKWvSI/AAAAAAAAA4E/EKV0kGJU6Lc/s1600-h/101_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZ01PKWvSI/AAAAAAAAA4E/EKV0kGJU6Lc/s320/101_0382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; Hat was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FREE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.signingtime.com"&gt;Signing Time performance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Plus the kids got 2 more for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; friends who couldn't come due to a death in the family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just liked this picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt;. It was hard to get her to wear the hat as "it messed up her hair".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZ01bCURGI/AAAAAAAAA4M/z8g_9lhY6dE/s1600-h/101_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZ01bCURGI/AAAAAAAAA4M/z8g_9lhY6dE/s320/101_0394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My favorite 3 year old&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I may have found a potty training logic. After the Signing Time performance we stopped at the Target on the other side of town. For only Target reasons. Hunter size diapers were on clearance for &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$10.00 a box&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I got a 3 month supply, telling my mom this should be a potty training activity. You know every time you stock up on something your kids like (fruit snacks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lunchables&lt;/span&gt;) they then don't ever like them again. So I'm hoping Hunter doesn't feel the need to use them and that I have bought my last boxes of diapers ever. Funny how buying your last box of diapers does not make you as sad as starting to leave the toddler section for your almost 5 y.o does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZ01SKP5iI/AAAAAAAAA4U/l0BIF4RseS0/s1600-h/101_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZ01SKP5iI/AAAAAAAAA4U/l0BIF4RseS0/s320/101_0408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So this is my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bargain&lt;/span&gt; of the week!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See all those groceries-- &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Guess how much I paid?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;No fair &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; you know me to well. If you guessed $35.00 you are right! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That was with a $6.00 pie for Mother's Day ( I had a $3.00 off my $30.00 purchase so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I like&lt;/span&gt; think the pie cost $3.00.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; Here is the list:&lt;br /&gt;Edwards choc pie, 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lt&lt;/span&gt; Diet Coke, 6pack of Hansen soda, 2 can apple sauce, 2 can fruit cocktail, 1 pk (45) paper plates (yes, they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cheaper&lt;/span&gt; than at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;costco&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sams&lt;/span&gt;, I checked like 2 cents a plate cheaper), 3 pack of paper towels (we are out have been for over a week, I gave in and splurged). 2 pk rice a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;roni&lt;/span&gt;, 2- 5lb bags of potatoes, 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;teraiki&lt;/span&gt; lunches, 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jumbala&lt;/span&gt; lunches, 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Shepard's&lt;/span&gt; pies serving size about 2 each, 2 Mac and cheese w/ chicken meals, 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;broc&lt;/span&gt;. bow tie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Alfredo&lt;/span&gt; meal (I love this one), 2 enchilada meals. The meals feed 4. They were 2.00 each and usually do a dinner and lunches for us. So I got food for the week for 35.00. We still have our supply of cereal from last week when I got over $120.00 worth of groceries for $30.00.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; That's not counting my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;bargains&lt;/span&gt;. YAHOO This is why I don't budget well, I buy when it's on sale so I'm so up and down. Oh well. We are getting a reserve built back up even on less income. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&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/2242619113925094333-4241890395734566522?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4241890395734566522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4241890395734566522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4241890395734566522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4241890395734566522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/bargin-hunters.html' title='Bargain hunters'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZ01PKWvSI/AAAAAAAAA4E/EKV0kGJU6Lc/s72-c/101_0382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-525677553976234078</id><published>2009-05-09T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:47:09.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signing Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZxuVmlYmI/AAAAAAAAA3k/n4m3pU0NANs/s1600-h/101_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZxuVmlYmI/AAAAAAAAA3k/n4m3pU0NANs/s320/101_0385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hunter and Tutu waiting for the Signing Time to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZxuTDYswI/AAAAAAAAA3s/oNcDYnKq0B0/s1600-h/101_0400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZxuTDYswI/AAAAAAAAA3s/oNcDYnKq0B0/s320/101_0400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is the Hopkins &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hairbow&lt;/span&gt; we took to give to Rachael. As &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; I forget to take picture of what I make until the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZxuuMc1QI/AAAAAAAAA30/IEDs-6fSc9M/s1600-h/101_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZxuuMc1QI/AAAAAAAAA30/IEDs-6fSc9M/s320/101_0402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Clarissa's new photo face, covering her eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZxu5HgYWI/AAAAAAAAA38/auLN-PYC-to/s1600-h/101_0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZxu5HgYWI/AAAAAAAAA38/auLN-PYC-to/s320/101_0404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We were so excited this is Clarissa and tutu's 3rd year seeing Signing Time here in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas. (Hunter and I were at my sisters graduation in MI the first year). This year Alex and Leah were there. See Leah holding the Hopkins &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hairbow&lt;/span&gt;. Clarissa wants a jacket like Rachel now. She is a jacket lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great fun. I need to practice my signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegas PBS puts the event on for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FREE so&lt;/span&gt;, it's the best kind of family fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&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/2242619113925094333-525677553976234078?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/525677553976234078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=525677553976234078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/525677553976234078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/525677553976234078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/signing-time.html' title='Signing Time'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgZxuVmlYmI/AAAAAAAAA3k/n4m3pU0NANs/s72-c/101_0385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-7050190319100545961</id><published>2009-05-06T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:50:29.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My personal race for a cure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgKEtDDHrMI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Ka49hE3K3OE/s1600-h/101_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgKEtDDHrMI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Ka49hE3K3OE/s320/101_0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The kids got Hero capes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgKEtHvsB-I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/sSJGWCl48Is/s1600-h/101_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgKEtHvsB-I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/sSJGWCl48Is/s320/101_0364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgKEtbXVN3I/AAAAAAAAA2g/Vlfm0qPVRuo/s1600-h/101_0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgKEtbXVN3I/AAAAAAAAA2g/Vlfm0qPVRuo/s320/101_0366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Let's just say it's been a rough year. Full of personal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;challenges&lt;/span&gt; and growth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have walked in to many to count Race for the Cures.  I walked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;preggers&lt;/span&gt; w/ Clarissa at the point of stopping to puke.  I walked 1 week to the day after having Hunter.  Then last year well I was feeling sorry for myself and didn't want to walk alone so I didn't walk.  Well I think that lead to a year of regret. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; moved almost 2 years ago.  We did race together, we did lots of things together, not as much as many people thought but, we were together some times we worked at the same schools, one year we didn't, It's OK we still car pooled 3 days a week.  Well for 2 years now I've been on my own. The first year was easy to pretend she was still here as we saw each other a lot.  The second less and less and this year 2009. I think I may have spent a total of 5 hours with her if I'm lucky.  So anyway Race weekend was here (Last Saturday).  I had many reasons to not participate. I was on the committee for our Stake RS Enrichment activity and it was that day.  I was decorating for the activity til 11pm (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so that is not late for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not live another year in regret, so I walked  alone.  I didn't try to find anyone to walk with me. I even left my kids at home.  It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;personally&lt;/span&gt; victory for me.  I had vowed many years ago to never let the absence of another person keep me from doing what my heart desired and last year I did.  I have lived my life, in such a way that if I wanted to do something and it was physically, emotionally and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;finically&lt;/span&gt; possible I have done it.  I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;traipsed&lt;/span&gt; all around the United States alone, and loved it.  I was not afraid to get in my car and go, to see a movie alone, to eat dinner alone.  I was not going to miss out on things I wanted because no one else wanted to.  I do not want to lose that person.  I know it is harder to go to a movie alone than in a group. I have even been to Disneyland alone.  (I have a great time with myself.  We eat at the best places, we never get lost and we always meet up at the right time. OK Laugh people laugh) I also love traveling w my BFF as we travel well together too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I walked for a cure for Breast Cancer that has taken the lives of 3 of my great aunts, and almost a 4th (she is a 2x survivor). This year I was able to renew my own energy, to remember who I am. To remember I can do it what ever it is, I can do it alone or I can ask for help. Yeah, I said it ask for help.  As I walked I was able to think. (I love walking for that reason, I do my best thinking walking.)  I saw the power of one but, the fun of a group. I knew that I could have asked for help and someone would have come walk with me.  I learned a lot in my 3 mile journey.  I learned that even though I have had a failed attempt at making one new friend this year, I have made many friends.  I learned that "all you need to do is call" and they "will be there".  So next year save the date the first weekend in May! Come walk with me!  &lt;br /&gt;I love personal growth.  I love being reminded that while I may have physically been walking alone,  I knew my Heavenly Father was walking with me.  I was reminded of the many times in my life he has carried me when I could not walk.  I'm thankful for those opportunities to grow.  I 'm thankful for my friends.  I miss many of them but, their being far away provides me with opportunities to travel and explore.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-7050190319100545961?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/7050190319100545961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=7050190319100545961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7050190319100545961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7050190319100545961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-personal-race-for-cure.html' title='My personal race for a cure!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgKEtDDHrMI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Ka49hE3K3OE/s72-c/101_0363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-8552871492523212256</id><published>2009-05-06T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:06:29.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better late than never</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgJ6Yv1s6OI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/KrVSFfRyApI/s1600-h/100_0577.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Easter 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgJ6Y9bjM4I/AAAAAAAAA1g/8R_NfKfP4Ag/s1600-h/100_0575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgJ6Y9bjM4I/AAAAAAAAA1g/8R_NfKfP4Ag/s400/100_0575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hunter w/ the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; Bunny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgJ6ZA27clI/AAAAAAAAA1o/VIqrhxCyfQg/s1600-h/100_0573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgJ6ZA27clI/AAAAAAAAA1o/VIqrhxCyfQg/s400/100_0573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; playing Peek A boo w/ the Easter bunny.  One of the many reasons I love going to visit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;EBunny&lt;/span&gt; and S. Clause at Bass Pro.  I get the best pictures as they are not rushing you through.  We always get invites to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; special  preview nights (I wonder why?).  I'll admit they are usually late on Sundays but, we go anyway as my kids get to visit the holiday character.  We have the best picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; holding Santa's hand walking in the store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgJ6ZRmw_EI/AAAAAAAAA1w/ErpL1TTRAZ0/s1600-h/100_0572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgJ6ZRmw_EI/AAAAAAAAA1w/ErpL1TTRAZ0/s400/100_0572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrots anyone? I mean Cheese My mom made Clarissa's dress. I was such a good mom this year.  By this I mean this was the only Easter dress she had.  Yeah Economic hardship.  We're bad she usually ends up with several Easter and Christmas dresses. I think we even were down to 2 Christmas dresses.  Aren't you proud of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;restraint&lt;/span&gt; at trying to keep a budget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-8552871492523212256?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/8552871492523212256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=8552871492523212256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8552871492523212256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8552871492523212256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgJ6Y9bjM4I/AAAAAAAAA1g/8R_NfKfP4Ag/s72-c/100_0575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-1408985045536562979</id><published>2009-05-05T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:01:17.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarissa loves Joseph Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgELjNjMPjI/AAAAAAAAA0o/5ZqrzGZ9j9g/s1600-h/100_0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgELjNjMPjI/AAAAAAAAA0o/5ZqrzGZ9j9g/s400/100_0421.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa has a fond love for Joseph Smith. see &lt;a href="http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/search/label/kirtland"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;post from last summer.  She continues to recall the story when every she sees pictures of the Kirtland temple (To her delight there is a picutre in her sripure).  In March we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; for my friend Beth Kelley's wedding.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; had asked for  scriptures a few months earlier and I told her we'd get some when we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt;. I wanted to make it memorable.  We went to temple square and bought her scriptures. We went up stairs in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;JSM&lt;/span&gt; building and she saw the statue. She just had to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;examine&lt;/span&gt; it and pose like Joseph Smith.  We also went over to the Beehive house where she got to see her name sakes Clarissa Young's room and wedding dress. I found it impressive that Clarissa Young was also a small girl as is Clarissa.  I can only hope she continues to grow in her love for this gospel.  I have found her a few night sleeping with her scripture pronounced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sripures&lt;/span&gt;.  She is an amazing little girl and can and will do anything she sets her mind to. Not to sure who she got that determination from.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-1408985045536562979?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/1408985045536562979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=1408985045536562979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1408985045536562979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1408985045536562979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/clarissa-loves-joseph-smith.html' title='Clarissa loves Joseph Smith'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SgELjNjMPjI/AAAAAAAAA0o/5ZqrzGZ9j9g/s72-c/100_0421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-7937165825278100544</id><published>2009-05-05T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T09:49:49.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am'/><title type='text'>What are you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 140px; FONT-SIZE: 13px; BACKGROUND: url(http://static.43things.com/images/book/quiz_bkg.jpg) no-repeat; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 500px; LINE-HEIGHT: 1.5em; PADDING-TOP: 45px; HEIGHT: 160px"&gt;I took the 43 Things Personality Quiz and found out I'm an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extroverted Self-Knowing Romantic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.43things.com/book#quiz"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.43things.com/images/book/take_quiz_small.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%" href="http://www.amazon.com/Dream-List-Do-Experts-43Things-com/dp/0761151265"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.43things.com/images/book/buy_book_small.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Not to sure if it's true but, I'm now intersted in reading the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-7937165825278100544?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/7937165825278100544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=7937165825278100544' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7937165825278100544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7937165825278100544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-are-you.html' title='What are you'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-2092245454016715588</id><published>2009-04-30T14:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:18:10.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer fun'/><title type='text'>It's almost Summer fun group time.</title><content type='html'>Just thought I'd put a plug in for my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;summer fun group/ blog&lt;/span&gt;.  It's almost that time. I can hardly stand it.  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Parks, Movies, and fun FREE stuff&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm taking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;suggestions&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm thinking this year I may be just  a little wild and do it on different days weekly.  Let my hair down a little. I like routines but, it seems so restrictive and it leaves people out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to my &lt;a href="http://www.summerfungroup.blogspot.com/"&gt;summer fun group&lt;/a&gt;.  Come visit us! Come play with us. Give us suggestions of fun things you'd like to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, my friend Maggie is the party queen I want to be like her. I'd love to have fun parties all the time. I have 2 reservations. 1- I think I have party anxiety that no one will show up.  2- I think I need to do it all.  All the decorations, All the food and it gets taxing and expensive cause if you know me you know it's all about being cute. Sorry It's an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt; I have.  Just my thoughts. Check out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;maggies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://maggiesdinnerdates.blogspot.com/"&gt;cool parties&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-2092245454016715588?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/2092245454016715588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=2092245454016715588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2092245454016715588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2092245454016715588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-almost-summer-fun-group-time.html' title='It&apos;s almost Summer fun group time.'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-459003512323645009</id><published>2009-04-29T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T06:43:31.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunter is 3</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Hunter!  You are the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sweetest&lt;/span&gt; boy &lt;strong&gt;ever&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfhZgYltrpI/AAAAAAAAAy4/sgEwA--XBls/s1600-h/101_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="181" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfhZgYltrpI/AAAAAAAAAy4/sgEwA--XBls/s160/101_0014.jpg" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfhZgqyHL6I/AAAAAAAAAzA/1NquFTFwrLw/s1600-h/100_6283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="170" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfhZgqyHL6I/AAAAAAAAAzA/1NquFTFwrLw/s160/100_6283.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfhZg4Dy6qI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/pUSPH6VWXw0/s1600-h/choco+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="162" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfhZg4Dy6qI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/pUSPH6VWXw0/s160/choco+face.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfhZgnkZS3I/AAAAAAAAAzI/xzXWvmfhONA/s1600-h/100_3583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="164" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfhZgnkZS3I/AAAAAAAAAzI/xzXWvmfhONA/s160/100_3583.jpg" width="121" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hunter opening some Easter candy. He is a candy fean!&lt;br /&gt;The picture of Hunter in teh helmet is one ofmy favorite.&lt;br /&gt;Chocooolate face, Hunter can sniff out chocooolate a mile away and has a sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;This is Hunter at a year old at his grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter you are my sweet boy, We love you. You bring balance to our family!  You are everything your sister is not. &lt;br /&gt;You are quiet and loving. You can play for hours alone with your cars or with your sister. You love your sister so much.  You love to talk when given the opportunity.  You are the best hugger a mom could ask for.  I love to cuddle with you (although you're quickly out growing your mom's arms). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things about Hunter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;He Has recently changed his favorite color from orange to green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;He loves to fix things aka take them apart.&lt;br /&gt;He loves his sister and misses her when she is away.&lt;br /&gt;He is Momma's boy and gives the best hugs.&lt;br /&gt;He is quiet most of the time&lt;br /&gt;He loves his candy and chocoolate. (The reason for his M &amp;amp; M bday)&lt;br /&gt;He loves balls and sports.  (soccer and T ball right now)&lt;br /&gt;He is our jokester. (We're scared for our future) He is always making us laugh. such as telling me I'm making his head go away as I post right now.&lt;br /&gt;He is easy going and goes with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;He is the best brother ever!&lt;br /&gt;He loves Thomas the train and Cars and Handy Manny!&lt;br /&gt;He wants a dog or kitten bad.&lt;br /&gt;He likes to go to the Library with his Tutu.&lt;br /&gt;He loves elephants.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:NONE'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-459003512323645009?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/459003512323645009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=459003512323645009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/459003512323645009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/459003512323645009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/04/hunter-is-3.html' title='Hunter is 3'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfhZgYltrpI/AAAAAAAAAy4/sgEwA--XBls/s72-c/101_0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-6665200648495592238</id><published>2009-04-26T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:29:53.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunter's M &amp;M bday party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfVQZ6pLbmI/AAAAAAAAAxo/-VagTmsPWlg/s1600-h/101_0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329254140231773794" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfVQZIdIfaI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/M_ZG4eQDPH8/s320/101_0206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfVQY2C-3QI/AAAAAAAAAxI/qLM6uY_caXI/s1600-h/101_0186-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329254121817955586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfVQY2C-3QI/AAAAAAAAAxI/qLM6uY_caXI/s320/101_0186-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfVGTSxtoTI/AAAAAAAAAqA/X4zrndw6Cls/s1600-h/101_0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfVGTSxtoTI/AAAAAAAAAqA/X4zrndw6Cls/s320/101_0184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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I made mine w/ M&amp;amp;M's. It was one of the party favors in their gift bags.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfU4NegdjNI/AAAAAAAAAj0/yvgK1E3tCHg/s1600-h/101_0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329227538241522898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfU4NegdjNI/AAAAAAAAAj0/yvgK1E3tCHg/s320/101_0184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you tubes for the guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfU4NGgcRYI/AAAAAAAAAjs/R8-WZULbNXM/s1600-h/101_0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329227531798988162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfU4NGgcRYI/AAAAAAAAAjs/R8-WZULbNXM/s320/101_0189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Toss the M&amp;amp;M game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfU4M-6l4II/AAAAAAAAAjk/j5V0w14vn4A/s1600-h/101_0183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329227529761185922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfU4M-6l4II/AAAAAAAAAjk/j5V0w14vn4A/s320/101_0183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invitations I made. They were easy and fun. I'm thinking of trying to sell them on etsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfU4M9eX1-I/AAAAAAAAAjc/NuMNsKMHFPE/s1600-h/101_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329227529374390242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfU4M9eX1-I/AAAAAAAAAjc/NuMNsKMHFPE/s320/101_0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had cupcakes instead of cake and I think this turned out so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfU4MjCgkvI/AAAAAAAAAjU/tCDrdi4LqKs/s1600-h/101_0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329227522278200050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfU4MjCgkvI/AAAAAAAAAjU/tCDrdi4LqKs/s320/101_0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4630662893904997401?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4630662893904997401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4630662893904997401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4630662893904997401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4630662893904997401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/04/hunters-3rd-birthday-party.html' title='Hunter&apos;s 3rd Birthday party'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SfU4NegdjNI/AAAAAAAAAj0/yvgK1E3tCHg/s72-c/101_0184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-8000369219937824569</id><published>2009-04-20T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:25:21.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bargin hunter'/><title type='text'>I love Fresh and Easy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK,&lt;/span&gt; anyone who knows me and knows me well knows I'm a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bargain&lt;/span&gt; hunter ( I secretly like it when people thin other wise, that makes the game all the more fun). In fact I'd like to think I'm the queen of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bargain&lt;/span&gt; shopping. If it's not on sale it's not for me. I keep thinking I'll start a blog all about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bargain&lt;/span&gt; shopping. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;anywho&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not a coupon person. I like them, I cut them out but, I only collect them I never use them. Well unless they are for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gymboree&lt;/span&gt;. I never forget a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gymbo&lt;/span&gt; coupon. Never met one I didn't like or find a way to use. I'm addicted but, I'll out grow it in a few years. Speaking of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gymbo&lt;/span&gt;. Don't forget it's time to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;redeem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gymbucks&lt;/span&gt; again! YAHOO and I even got some cool coupons. I can't wait. It's my one indulgence in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to my story. I hate grocery shopping as I never feel like I get a good deal. Well I have a new friend Fresh and Easy. They have great deals. The other day I got $120.00n worth of groceries for $50.00. We are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;eating&lt;/span&gt; better food and paying a lot less. My budget, yes, I said the B word is loving it too. I mean all kinds of meat and veggies on sale. I got a watermelon Sat. pm for a dollar. Grapes for a dollar. Who can beat it? I'm in love! So is my husband I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Halibut&lt;/span&gt; for 4, ribs for $6- food I'd never buy. I've even learned to make homemade Pizza (you can buy the whole wheat dough for under $2. It's great! My frig is full of fun stuff. I do have to say I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; I hate a full frig. I like to look and see everything, so that is disturbing but, I'm living with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final a deal at the grocery store. I like to shop when I can find a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bargain&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and one more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bargain&lt;/span&gt; for the week Michael's has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Cricut&lt;/span&gt; cartridges on sale and lots of other fun stuff! I can't wait to get there but, my bank account can wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to get your Easter stuff it's all on sale/ clearance at Target. I'm done for next year. Did I tell you I have my kids Christmas done too and b days. Yeah I like to shop early. I'm sure I'll add to it but, if the economy doesn't let that happen they will be taken care of. I'll let you in on a little secret. I have a closet full of toys ready to be gifted. I had vowed to scale it down. But, with the economy as it is I have just been adding here and there. Some people have food storage I have present storage(Hopefully I can barter for food.), It makes my favorite time of year much more enjoyable. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I'll stop coming out of the closet now and get back to Hunter's b day planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that brings me to my last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bargain&lt;/span&gt; of the day. We went to M&amp;amp;M world tonight as my dad is here and is staying right across the street. Hunter is having and M&amp;amp;M &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; party on Friday. I made cute invites, I'll show them later Yes, you guessed it I found M&amp;amp;M party stuff 50% OFF! CAN YOU BELIEVE MY LUCK. I got party hats, blowers, table cloth and wrapping paper. I was so excited. It did take me over budget but, it was/ is totally worth it. I also got cool bags to put the party favors in. I can't wait! I can't wait to share pics. Soon I'll have it all finished!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-8000369219937824569?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/8000369219937824569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=8000369219937824569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8000369219937824569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8000369219937824569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-fresh-and-easy.html' title='I love Fresh and Easy!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-7687424058297002021</id><published>2009-04-18T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:55:48.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Scrapbooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SerKtS2VA6I/AAAAAAAAAjM/UQbOUiSOfjs/s1600-h/100_6952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326292388821664674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SerKtS2VA6I/AAAAAAAAAjM/UQbOUiSOfjs/s320/100_6952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday, May 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at 7pm &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come make this Summer Garland. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A better picture is coming. With it strung. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kits are $8.00 each.  Completed garland $14.00 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-7687424058297002021?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/7687424058297002021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=7687424058297002021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7687424058297002021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7687424058297002021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/04/may-scrapbooking.html' title='May Scrapbooking'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SerKtS2VA6I/AAAAAAAAAjM/UQbOUiSOfjs/s72-c/100_6952.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-7671774468840610351</id><published>2009-04-16T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:41:38.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>some Easter pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sebdm8OmKzI/AAAAAAAAAi0/gcESsyQJnvY/s1600-h/101_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325187270484306738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sebdm8OmKzI/AAAAAAAAAi0/gcESsyQJnvY/s320/101_0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Look Mom 2 eggs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Hunter Finding an Easter Egg, Easter Morning. He was very hard and cracked most of the eggs he found.  He could not wait for sister to get up to find the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SebdmisYULI/AAAAAAAAAis/skStDftsx8E/s1600-h/101_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325187263629906098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SebdmisYULI/AAAAAAAAAis/skStDftsx8E/s320/101_0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Clarissa with morning hair hunting for eggs.  I love the smile on her face. It's not often you get one from her in the morning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SebdmZQn-UI/AAAAAAAAAik/by3aaU5GENI/s1600-h/101_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325187261097572674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SebdmZQn-UI/AAAAAAAAAik/by3aaU5GENI/s320/101_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dad, helping to dye eggs. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING: DO NOT DYE EGGS ON COUNTERS&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; It stains and gives mom's heart attacks.  Thankfully the dye came off but, it was a close call. Denatured &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alcohol&lt;/span&gt; does the trick.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; said Lava soap does it for skin.  At that point I didn't care about the hands, which is a first. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My kitchen is one of my favorite rooms in my house. Maybe cause my husband made it for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SebdmA4nmyI/AAAAAAAAAic/ummHti4G9CM/s1600-h/101_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325187254554434338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SebdmA4nmyI/AAAAAAAAAic/ummHti4G9CM/s320/101_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please excuse the hair, it was late Saturday night like 9 pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sebdl6V_X-I/AAAAAAAAAiU/lLdi0zf3R5U/s1600-h/101_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325187252798578658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sebdl6V_X-I/AAAAAAAAAiU/lLdi0zf3R5U/s320/101_0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter in for the Hunt, trying to beat Clarissa to the eggs. He loved hunting eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update this with more pictures. I'm having trouble getting the ones, with the bunny and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; cute clothes off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sd&lt;/span&gt; card.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;AGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One quick story as I'm sure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; will remember this for life. &lt;br /&gt;She  came out of primary with a cupcake (that looked like an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;easter&lt;/span&gt; basket).  Yes, you guesses it. she had it all over her 2 cute hands and I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;envisioned&lt;/span&gt; it all over her dress, my mini van and everything else. Those of you that know me well, know I DO NOT do messes.  If you want to get dirty you have to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aunt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Shanie's&lt;/span&gt; house to play.  So I had a bad mom moment in the hall at church. I instructed her to throw the cupcake away.  Yes, it started the weeping and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;gnashing&lt;/span&gt; of teeth.  Sister Conger came to the rescue and helped Clarissa and wrapped her cupcake in a paper towel and cleaned her up.  I do have to report she didn't remember the cupcake later. We made our own for Easter Dinner.  But, she was sure to tell Tutu I told her to throw away her cupcake at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt;.   Which was no surprise to Tutu as we all know I don't do messes, especially in Easter dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a great Easter. Ours was a bit hurried due to me having strep.  I'm still trying to recover.  AGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-7671774468840610351?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/7671774468840610351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=7671774468840610351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7671774468840610351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7671774468840610351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-easter-pictures.html' title='some Easter pictures'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/Sebdm8OmKzI/AAAAAAAAAi0/gcESsyQJnvY/s72-c/101_0027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-6456262944156823413</id><published>2009-04-14T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T14:52:26.591-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strep throat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my list'/><title type='text'>Not on my  list</title><content type='html'>So&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I love list&lt;/span&gt; as you can see from my last post. I think they may keep me organized or attempt to. Well I hate it when thing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT ON MY LIST&lt;/span&gt; take over my list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 2 nice list progressing nicely last week. 1- Easter and 2- Spring Break. I felt like I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;plugging&lt;/span&gt; away at a decent rate and then... My List and my life was taken over by....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STREP THROAT!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, again! enough already! This girl does not have time for this. Wed. night I started to not feel well so I turned in early 10 pm (hey that's early for me) as I was taking the kids to the fair on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;. Got up felt better and got on our way. went to the fair meet my BF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and her 2 kids. I'll post pictures later. We had fun. Clarissa wanted to know what the spell was as soon as we piled out of the car and Hunter just wanted to see the PIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the sites, rode a ride (my rule only one, I hate fair rides, save it for the big D). As we were ready to leave my throat was sore so we stopped for a drink, I drove home in silence to sleeping kids and if you've ever ridden with Clarissa you can appreciate the silence. It's beautiful. I came home to a sick husband and literally minutes later started to not feel so well. I took my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;temperature&lt;/span&gt; and it was 103. YUCK. So the rest of the night was trying to get our fevers down, somehow I always managed to stay a couple of degrees higher than Kent. He could have won that contest. The kids were trying to be good but, it was hard. I finally got into the DR. 2 shots and 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;prescriptions&lt;/span&gt; later. I broke my fever and was on the mend. But, that just set in a panic as it was Now Saturday and I was the host of Easter dinner, the bunny and a house that had been taken over by a 4 yo and 2 yo for 2 days. Somethings will never be the same (my sewing machine that got cracked). But, I'm on the mend. It's now Tuesday and I'm still not feeling 100% but, am working at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list got paired down considerably and I feel bad for it but, Life goes on. We got the essentials completed and had a great Easter. Our friends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Henderson's&lt;/span&gt; came over and my friend Angie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record I'll list what I did accomplish during break. Cleaning at one pt. both kids rooms, changing out summer clothes, Made C a skirt and purse. Made H 3 pr of shorts minus hemming on 2. Almost made R a lady bug top. Still a few more things to do. Made 50 choc suckers, Easter Dinner, Many button bracelets, trip to the fair, Baskets, straightened house, a few bows, Had fun with my kids, I'm sure there is more I just need to check my list, Oh, designed Hunter's party invites, now to get them finished and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to close with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rissaims&lt;/span&gt;.  we were on the off ramp from I 15 to Tropicana going to pick Tutu up at the airport and she realized we were up high.  She says, " Mom , were up high I'm scared, this is my scared face, see my teeth, no don't look."  She then explained her scared face shows her teeth because scared faces are suppose to show your teeth.  I couldn't look as the road curves and well. I'll have to look for another scary opportunity to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing. I finally gave into 3 days 3 1/2 hours of preschool Monday was her first day. I'm pretty sure her dad and I were a lot more scared than she was.  She did great and is excited to go back. Guess she'll be ready for Kinder in the fall. Where did my baby go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-6456262944156823413?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/6456262944156823413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=6456262944156823413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6456262944156823413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6456262944156823413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-on-my-list.html' title='Not on my  list'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-2312617329856694512</id><published>2009-04-02T10:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:37:34.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brain book entry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Easter checklist so far</title><content type='html'>OK so here are my words in action. Here is my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Easter list&lt;/span&gt; so far. (Iwish I knew how to put a pdf file on here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* Decorate house&lt;br /&gt;* Outfit for Clarissa- dress, shoes, bow,&lt;br /&gt;* Outfit for Hunter- shirt, pants, vest, tie, shoes, socks&lt;br /&gt;* Pictures w/ Easter Bunny&lt;br /&gt;* Family Pictures&lt;br /&gt;* cards sent to family.&lt;br /&gt;* Dye Eggs&lt;br /&gt;* Easter craft for kids&lt;br /&gt;* Egg hunt planned&lt;br /&gt;* mold chocolate ( I decided this activity belonged with this holiday as we can't seem to get it in at others. It was one of my favorites as a child.)&lt;br /&gt;*Kids gift bags for friends/ Primary&lt;br /&gt;* Easter Baskets- stuffing&lt;br /&gt;* Easter Dinner&lt;br /&gt;Ham&lt;br /&gt;Rolls&lt;br /&gt;Potatoe salad&lt;br /&gt;Green Been casserole&lt;br /&gt;Deviled eggs&lt;br /&gt;Pasta salad&lt;br /&gt;Cute desseret- Cupcakes, Bunny cake, etc.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-2312617329856694512?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/2312617329856694512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=2312617329856694512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2312617329856694512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2312617329856694512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-checklist-so-far.html' title='Easter checklist so far'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3739626800661622161</id><published>2009-04-01T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:15:13.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Brain Please</title><content type='html'>OK. Some alien came and took my brain and I'd like it back! Now please! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cleaning the kitchen YUCK! Thinking of all the many things I want to get done during Spring Break and before my dad comes the next week. When I realized.  I had not taken my kids for Easter pictures.  Yeah, I have the outfits about ready- minus shoes for Hunter and a shirt for Rissa.  Okay and her bows are not done yet. but, still about ready.  I had completely forgotten about pictures and a visit to the BUNNY!  I got to thinking am I the only one who does Easter pictures anymore?  I'll still do them it's rissa 1/2  bday time anyway and I love pictures. You can tell becuase they are all neat stuffed in the packages they come in.  Some are even lucky enough to get to people.  Count yourself lucky if that happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught a class on organization, OK you can stop laughing and I said I was going to create a list for every holiday about what goes along with it. I think people thought I was nuts. But, I'm going to.  that away I don't forget things like visits to the BUNNY.  I mean it only happens for 8 or so years.  That makes me sad as Rissa is probably half way through her belilef stage of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to cleaning for my class tomorrow night Spring Garland.  How fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3739626800661622161?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3739626800661622161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3739626800661622161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3739626800661622161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3739626800661622161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/04/brain-please.html' title='Brain Please'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-1199759722395280677</id><published>2009-03-25T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:54:45.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><title type='text'>Rissaism</title><content type='html'>I was filling the bath tub for Hunter to take a bath when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; came in and said she need a bath first. I explained it was Hunter's turn to go first.  She left and then came right back in.&lt;br /&gt;R: Didn't I come from Heavenly Father first?&lt;br /&gt;M: yes.&lt;br /&gt;R: Then I get to take a bath first.&lt;br /&gt;M: only if that means you get to go to bed first too.&lt;br /&gt;R: Heavenly Father wants me to be first.&lt;br /&gt;M: R U going to be the first to bed?&lt;br /&gt;R: NO, (in disgust)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: then you can take a bath 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear the things she thinks of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we had garlic lemon chicken and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;broccoli&lt;/span&gt; w/ cheese for dinner. She claimed she didn't like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;broccoli&lt;/span&gt;.  I said no treat from cook class. So she came in proclaiming it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;eaten&lt;/span&gt;. I thought I was being smart and said where is it.  She lifted her shirt and  pointed to her tummy.  I though coast clear.  WRONG. Her dad said it's in the trash. I said no she wouldn't lie to me about that. (She was off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eating&lt;/span&gt; her treat).  I go check the trash and yep there it was.  So I inquired. Of course it was Hunters before she claimed it. Then off to the chair she went.  Yeah life with a 4 yo is so much fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-1199759722395280677?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/1199759722395280677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=1199759722395280677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1199759722395280677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1199759722395280677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/03/rissaism.html' title='Rissaism'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3638433103944797565</id><published>2009-03-25T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:59:47.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will be at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brookman&lt;/span&gt; Elementary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on Saturday, March 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; from 9-1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is on the corner of Mt. Hood and Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are having a craft/ yard sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come find some cut new clothes for your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kidos&lt;/span&gt; and then match them with new bows. I will be taking custom orders to be delivered in time for Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also be selling vinyl for your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cricuts&lt;/span&gt; 12" x 24" for $2.50 each and wood blocks in various sizes.&lt;br /&gt;I will have some completed vinyl projects and as always am excited to take custom orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you. Mention that you visited my blog and I'll pay your tax for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3638433103944797565?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3638433103944797565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3638433103944797565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3638433103944797565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3638433103944797565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-will-be-at-brookman-elementary-on.html' title=''/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-59261702131789608</id><published>2009-03-19T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:00:13.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50 questions'/><title type='text'>50 questions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://serendipity-julia.blogspot.com/2009/03/fifty-questions.html"&gt;Fifty Questions...&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; Julia here it is.&lt;br /&gt;1.Do you like Blue Cheese?NO&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever smoked a cigarette? NO&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you own a gun? Yes, I got one for Christmas once. Yeah Kent will be getting craft supplies once too.&lt;br /&gt;4. What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic- I like ocean water or blue water or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whatever it's&lt;/span&gt; called. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; has to help me order. So, I don't get it much anymore&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you get nervous before a doctors appointment? Not usually more annoyed that I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you think of hot dogs? I don't like them. I don't buy them ask my kids. Only Daddy buys hot dogs.&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite Christmas song? I'm dreaming of a White Christmas- that's the 1st that came to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you like to drink in the mornings? I like to drink Diet coke or MT. Dew but, I have been drinking Water or Propel.&lt;br /&gt;9. Can you do push ups? Ha! I couldn't do em in high school and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; can't do em now!&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your favorite Movie? Coal Miners Daughter- Yeah an oldie but, still good.&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your favorite piece of Jewelry? Jewelery I'm suppose to keep track of it? my wedding ring before I misplaced it. and my grandma's ring.&lt;br /&gt;12. Favorite Hobby? Crafting and to copy Julia Collecting things for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;scrap booking&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you work with people who idolize you? Some of my students do. 1 or 2. I had a few come back the other day that was nice and rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you have ADD? Maybe what did you ask again?&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the trait that you hate about your self? Cluttered, Perfectionist- It always has to be right. things I make my kids clothes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your middle name? Jean&lt;br /&gt;17. Name 3 thoughts at this moment. I need to get working on my kids Easter clothes, I can't believe Hunter's party still isn't planned. I can't wait for my show next weekend- I need to get busy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;makin&lt;/span&gt; more stuff.&lt;br /&gt;18. Name 3 things you bought yesterday: Ice, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lunchables&lt;/span&gt;, water for my morning drinks.&lt;br /&gt;19. Current worries right now. Getting my life organized. I can't stand the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chaos&lt;/span&gt; any more&lt;br /&gt;20. Current hate right now: People wanting me to show them how to make bows.&lt;br /&gt;21 Favorite place to be: Disneyland. Hawaii Alone in my house for a week to get it organized &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; maybe 2 weeds. A shopping trip to LA. A girls weekend away to stay up laugh and cry.&lt;br /&gt;23. Where would you like to go? See above&lt;br /&gt;.24. Name 3 people who will do this? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt;,Marsha, Heidi&lt;br /&gt;25- Who's answers do you want to read the most. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Every one's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What color shirt you wearing right now? White&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you like sleeping in satin sheets? Nope, I like the t shirt kind&lt;br /&gt;.28. Can you whistle? no&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite color? red&lt;br /&gt;30. Would you be a pirate? no&lt;br /&gt;31. What songs do you sing in the shower? I don't sing.&lt;br /&gt;!32. Favorite girls name- Clarissa&lt;br /&gt;33. favorite boys name- Landon&lt;br /&gt;34. Whats in your pocket right now? no pockets&lt;br /&gt;35. Last thing that made you laugh? My students&lt;br /&gt;36. Bed sheets as a child? Holly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hobie&lt;/span&gt; or Strawberry Shortcake&lt;br /&gt;37. Worst injury you've ever had? Hurting my shoulder you couldn't see it but, it took forever to heal!&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite snack. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Twizzlers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Favorite thing to do on Sunday: Read&lt;br /&gt;40.Who is your loudest friend? Evelyn and Jodi when the are together. They make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;41. How many dogs do you have? Kent has 2 and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; has one. Me none&lt;br /&gt;42. Does someone have a crush on you? Nope&lt;br /&gt;43. What is your favorite book? Right now the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Messies&lt;/span&gt; book. I'm overcoming my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;messie&lt;/span&gt; issues.&lt;br /&gt;44. What is your favorite candy? Peeps- Easter is coming&lt;br /&gt;45. What is your favorite sports team? Detroit Tigers- we got to go to a game last summer in the new stadium! GO TIGERS!&lt;br /&gt;46. What songs do you want played at your funeral? Families can be together Forever&lt;br /&gt;47. What were you doing at midnight last night? I was sleeping unlike tonight&lt;br /&gt;48. What was the fist thing you thought this morning? I wish it was Spring Break!!&lt;br /&gt;49. what is your favorite meal? Steak, sweet potatoes, and a cracker barrel salad&lt;br /&gt;.50. Where is your happy place: I don't know anymore. I guess in my house when it's clean- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! Can I say Disneyland again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-59261702131789608?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/59261702131789608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=59261702131789608' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/59261702131789608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/59261702131789608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/03/50-questions.html' title='50 questions.'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3824928097941462009</id><published>2009-03-10T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T17:08:30.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunter'/><title type='text'>antelope p</title><content type='html'>We were practice saying and signing our ABC's with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; just a few minutes ago.  She can say them all just gets a little confused and can sign the beginning.  Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hunter was joining in. As I was showing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; some of the letters Hunter was in the background saying them.  at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LMNOP&lt;/span&gt; (where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; leaves out the N), we were practicing and Hunter says It's antelope P.  Kent started cracking up and I had missed it as I was paying attention to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt;.  So he asked Hunter to say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LMNOP&lt;/span&gt; again. Hunter again says it's antelope P. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he is a Hunter's son and we hope his Kinder teacher in a few years can laugh as we are now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to blog before I forgot this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kizerianism&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3824928097941462009?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3824928097941462009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3824928097941462009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3824928097941462009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3824928097941462009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/03/antelope-p.html' title='antelope p'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-2790572841828611578</id><published>2009-03-10T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T16:12:15.349-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><title type='text'>6th folder 6th pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SbbyyOgjwSI/AAAAAAAAAhk/hZb2b3ViFBM/s1600-h/101_3269_159_159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311699755232117026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SbbyyOgjwSI/AAAAAAAAAhk/hZb2b3ViFBM/s320/101_3269_159_159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I was so tempted to cheat but, I just couldn't Thanks for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; Stacie!  The picture is of Princess Clarissa sleeping. I believe it was Valentines 2 years ago.  Don't look at her face closely it has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chocoolate&lt;/span&gt; on it!  See &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; I do let her get dirty once in a while and here is proof!  This picture makes me feel like a bad mom as obviously she feel asleep with a dirty face.  I detest dirt. which is why Heavenly Father sent me Hunter, who can get dirty in a swimming pool. I swear he gets out of the shower and find dirty before he can get a towel on.  Do notice she is sleeping with a bow on, so there is hope for this picture yet!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So not the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; belongs to all who read this. find the picture in your 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; folder your 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; picture and publish it. Hey if I can publish a dirty face and S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tacie&lt;/span&gt; a cardboard house that was cool. You can do it too. Just keep it G rated as I tell my students! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &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/2242619113925094333-2790572841828611578?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/2790572841828611578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=2790572841828611578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2790572841828611578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2790572841828611578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/03/6th-folder-6th-pic.html' title='6th folder 6th pic'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SbbyyOgjwSI/AAAAAAAAAhk/hZb2b3ViFBM/s72-c/101_3269_159_159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5104279803116857691</id><published>2009-02-25T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:26:46.647-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><title type='text'>For my sweet Red Head</title><content type='html'>This post is for my sweet Red head. Who keeps me on my toes. There are some things I'd like to share about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired by the &lt;a href="http://www.reluctantentertainer.com/2007/05/ice-cream-trough-for-lotsa-kids-and.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;icecream&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;troft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; is a party planner much like her mother. Someone asked me Sunday if I was that happy and spunky when I was her age. I'm sure I was. She has so many qualities that remind me of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a love for paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shopping and clothes &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;having fun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just the other day we were watching TV and Washington DC was on something she inquired where it was and could she go there. I said most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; someday. Traveling is one of my many passions and I can hardly wait til my children are ready to hit the road. A few days after that she informed me she was going to live in Washington DC when she grew up. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt;. She is her mothers daughter. I dreamed of living in NYC as a child. I knew I had to live in a big city. That's how I got to be in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas (It's not quite the city I was thinking of but, I know it's where My Heavenly Father wanted me to be). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She has recently discovered sweaters and loves to wear them. Now that our 6 week cold spell is over (I hope). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know she has a relationship with our Heavenly Father almost a month ago she scared me with &lt;a href="http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2008/04/pondering.html"&gt;this news &lt;/a&gt;Well just the other day she came to be again I said she would only be able to see me for 4 more weeks. When I inquired why she then explained she was then going to see Heavenly Father. I said OK, that I love her and I'd miss her if she went there to stay. Yes, I was screaming inside. But, I learned this lesson last time, Maybe it will be a dream as she sleeps, Maybe she is just pretending, Maybe she really will go see him. If she does I can only find comfort in knowing she knew where she was going. That being said I can not imagine my house without her. It would be quiet, (well her brother would be screaming for her, they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;inseparable&lt;/span&gt; so he thinks) and clean. It does make me appreciate her paper left all over a little more. None the less I try not to think of it and pray that if she &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She loves to play dolls &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But, most of all she loves to cook. This was not something I learned to love until after college but, I love to create cool, cute food. If I'm going to make it, it needs to be cute. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-5104279803116857691?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5104279803116857691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5104279803116857691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5104279803116857691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5104279803116857691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-my-sweet-red-head.html' title='For my sweet Red Head'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5143427089550276542</id><published>2009-02-25T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:52:35.956-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='republican'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>A new Hope</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I am writing this. I am not an Obama fan. I have prayed for our president like no other. I have feared where he may lead us.  Although I did know he had redeeming graces, as I was sure being the family man he is, that he would not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrass&lt;/span&gt; our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;country&lt;/span&gt; like Bill did with his scandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say I had and do have many issues I do not agree with him on and I'd still make the same choice I made on election day. But, we have what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to his speech to congress tonight, I have a new hope. He spoke of 2 issues that are near and dear to my heart. Both issues I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chosen&lt;/span&gt; to support in my careers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1- Access to Health Care.  Having grown up with out this access I find this to be a basic human right that is lacking in our free country.  I spent many days going out to play with the words don't break anything we don't have insurance being uttered to me.  I'll admit there are many things I did not try for fear of breaking something.  But, those days inspired me to be who I am, I grew from these experiences and would not change them they have allowed me to have empathy.  I spent the first 4 years of my career promoting access to Health care &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; March of Dimes and then as the Director of The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Huntridge&lt;/span&gt; Teen Clinic.  So I believe in access to health care, I have lobbied for it and will continue to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Education.  I know education is the key out of poverty.  I know education is the key to the future. I could go on and on about this. I know that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; education your life can be better (notice I said better not easier).  I am an educator. I'm a teacher why because I spent time with those in need and saw the lack of education, the lack of ability to do for one self, to read.  I'm excited for all Americans to increase their education levels. I'd love to increase mine. If President Obama offered to pay for a PHD program I'd enroll in one tomorrow. I can't explain to you my desire for education for myself, my students and my children.  In these hard economic times it's my education that will carry me through that will allow me to work.  I strive daily to impress upon the young minds of my students what our President said tonight. I probably lecture them to much but, I need them to understand that an education will improve their future.  I do hope we have reform in education. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;NCLB&lt;/span&gt; is only allow us to teach to test and not to students.  I will say I do not agree with performance pay.  I teach 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade. When I'm given &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;multiple&lt;/span&gt; 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders who read at a first grade level it is difficult for me to accomplish 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade work. It is difficult in a time when many of our students are not in the American school system for 9 years by the time they reach 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade.   But, this is another story for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I feel renewed after tonight. I was happy to hear that I would not be punished for making wise decisions. That Americans who bought more than they knew they could afford would be held accountable for their actions.  I'm sorry guys I used less than half the amount the bank approved me for when I bought my current house. I fought them for a 15 year mortgage vs a 30 and I put 20% down on my house.  I would have loved a bigger house in a different neighborhood (well kind of I loved my ward, at the time, I love my ward now too).  But, I could not act &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;responsibly&lt;/span&gt; and buy that bigger house in the nicer neighborhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to more educated healthy Americans.  Mr. President I can support you in these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;endeavors&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm willing to do what it takes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I love that checks are not being sent out but, extra money will be in our paychecks. (I'm anxious to see it).  I do have on beef however. I could only wish to fall into this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;category&lt;/span&gt; and hope to some day.  I'm sorry but, I don't think $250K is a lot of money for a house hold if you have 2 well educated people working.  Yes, It is a lot more than what comes into my home but, If I was being paid what a person with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;equivalent&lt;/span&gt; of 2 Masters' degrees should and would be paid if I wasn't a teacher. I'd be making close to that.  Education should be rewarded with higher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;salaries&lt;/span&gt;. Thus the reason for obtaining it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping Mr. President you do something for our great state of Nevada's education system.  My students need you.  They need the resources to be 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders reading on an 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade level.  They need to be prepared to obtain higher education. I'm excited that it will be financially available for them.  That they will not spend years after paying for it as I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a healthier more educated tomorrow I stand with you Mr. President and hope we can work together. I hope I can continue to be proud to be an American!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-5143427089550276542?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5143427089550276542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5143427089550276542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5143427089550276542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5143427089550276542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-hope.html' title='A new Hope'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-7649432738038320064</id><published>2009-02-19T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:45:26.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pay it forward'/><title type='text'>Pay it forward! round one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend had this on &lt;a href="http://larrydenzilfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog &lt;/a&gt;and I was the first to comment so now it is my turn to have it on my blog.  Sounds easy enough since I have an entire year to make a gift.  I hope you guys have fun and keep it going. I also have another friend who posted this so I'll be doing it again if you miss out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{The Rules}&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Be one of the first THREE bloggers to leave a comment on this post, which then entitles you to a handmade item from me - something crafty or yummy, who knows?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Winners must post this challenge on your blog, meaning that you will Pay It Forward, creating a handmade gift -anything!- for the first THREE bloggers who leave a comment on YOUR post about this giveaway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; The gift that you send to your 3 Friends can be from any price range and you have 365 days to make/ship your item. This means you should be willing to maintain your blog at least until you receive your gift and have shipped your gifts. And, remember: It’s the Spirit and the Thought That Count!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; When you receive your gift, please feel free to blog about it, sharing appropriate Linky Love! If you are not one of the Top Three Commenters on this post, you can still play along. Go ahead and start your own Pay It Forward chain, and encourage your blogging friends to do the same! SO, REMEMBER...Pay it forward!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;P.S. If you are one of the first three and don't have a blog to post on I have come up with a wonderful idea. Take the next three friends that call you just to chat and Pay It Forward to them! Then challenge them to do the same :)Let's help make this a wonderful world to live in and show our friends how much we care for them :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't forget to e mail me your address.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&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/2242619113925094333-7649432738038320064?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/7649432738038320064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=7649432738038320064' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7649432738038320064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7649432738038320064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/02/pay-it-forward-round-one.html' title='Pay it forward! round one'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-8717930587981342574</id><published>2009-02-14T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T02:10:01.955-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kent'/><title type='text'>I love you!</title><content type='html'>This post is for my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I don't tell him often &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; how much I &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; him. But, I do. I keep thinking I want to make one of those cute scrapbooks reasons I love you. But, I never seem to get things accomplished. So here it goes blog style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love that Clarissa can talk you into almost anything. Even if it is sleeping on the couch or new clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love your passion for things like Hunting and Star Wars as it helps you understand my passion for my hobbies. I love how you want to share them with your family. That you want me to go hunting with you, that you have turned our kids into Star Wars fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love how you've taught me to have fun, have a sense of humor and joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love how you now love to go to Disneyland with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love the way you manage my custom orders for rooms, shelving and entertainment centers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love the way you cut wood for me with out complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love that we do projects together, I miss that as it's not as together as it use to be (before kids).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I love going on trips with you and spending time alone with you ( I always hating coming home as then I don't get to see you all the time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I love the way you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I love that you know what I like Boyd Bears, paper, craft things and that you do you best that I can have all the fun toys I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I love that you have an opinion about decorating our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I love that you make things my fireplace mantle, my scrapbook room, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rissa's&lt;/span&gt; entertainment center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I love that we don't have a real schedule and you don't get upset about it. Dinner is when it is and clothes get washed when they get washed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I love the fact that I can plan to do what I need to and when and it's never a problem. (trips out of town or to friends, I never have to ask permission)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I love the way Clarissa gets excited that her dad is coming home and how she misses him so much when he's away. (Even thou her airport scenes are quite dramatic it's nice to know she loves her Daddy Very very very much) I know you didn't believe me when I was pregnant but, do now. That girl would kick me to death when you came home and she heard your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I love the way Hunter is loving more and more to be with his Dad (I do miss my Mommy's boy) how he loves to help his dad and spend time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I love target shopping or maybe I should say bargin shopping with you. You understand my need for a closet full of gifts for someday as well as they cabinet full of party stuff for 5 different parties my children could have but, know I'll probably come up with a new theme and just add to my stash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for our 2 beautiful children a home and taking care of all my needs and wants. For making my dreams come true, for understanding my desire to be educated and encouraging me in the process.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-8717930587981342574?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/8717930587981342574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=8717930587981342574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8717930587981342574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8717930587981342574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-you.html' title='I love you!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-7012734716419342958</id><published>2009-02-13T14:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:09:58.945-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Well I had great plans for cute valentines to be sent out but, it didn't get done.  I decided that Valenties' Day is to close to Christmas. I mean it was only 6 weeks ago we were showing everyone how much we love them.  I'm hoping they didn't forget already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for this Valentines I accomplished a few craft projects to add to my new mantle and my kids are having a Valentines party.  Clarissa is so excited, she is a little forlorn as she has to share the party with her brother but, excited none the less. I have quite the little party planner on my hands.  Last night we were at the store to get a few things in preparation for the big day.  She informed me she needed cute plates and napkins. While I've been trying to stick to a budget, I had to agree as I guess she may be Daddy's girl but, her mother's daughter as everything needs to match.  I'm excited for her.  I'm not excited that I feel asleep a few minutes into Grey's Anatomy last night and didn't get the living room cleaned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the party.&lt;br /&gt; We are going to make braclets&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies&lt;br /&gt;Decorate cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;and find the missing hearts. &lt;br /&gt;I think that should take up an hour of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still debating on gift bags for primary tomorrow. I'm sure I'll give in but, I have a tremendous amount of work I want to get accomplished this weekend as we will be having visitors for the next 3 weekends and then we go to SLC for my friends wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that Kent's 40th birthday is coming up soon?  I can hardly wait!  Seeing how I missed out on the promised Black cake for my 30th I'll have to get him good as I know he won't let up on my 40th.  It's all in fun for me atleast. He may not think the hair dye. cane and sticker are funny but the rest of us will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-7012734716419342958?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/7012734716419342958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=7012734716419342958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7012734716419342958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/7012734716419342958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-8677292975671586304</id><published>2009-02-10T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:22:06.360-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kent'/><title type='text'>One Weekend</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe how much I accomplished in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; this weekend. Kent and I had some alone time which was nice.  I think that was the most important part of the weekend. It would have been nice to have more. I kind of miss being alone with my husband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to find a great new place to buy vinyl. I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; vinyl it peels so nice. Now I know the secret to small vinyl projects.  We went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hunting&lt;/span&gt; expo and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;was great fun. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; it was neat they has some awesome jewelery booths. Yeah it was that interesting that I was looking at the jewelery.  I did find some great bears I can't wait to have my own. Oh and a mink coat that was a great price but, unfortunately I left it there. It just wasn't in my budget for this trip. I still had plenty of craft stores to go to.  We finished the expo earlier than anticipated so we were off to Quilted Bear and a few craft shows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a great dinner at Kent's sister's house Thanks Kathy for the great dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on to Saturday before I met up with my childhood friend Beth I was off to wait for a craft store to open.  I felt like I had died and went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;crafters&lt;/span&gt; heaven.  A few products I have been looking for were there and then some.  So lets say I spent my wad there to say the least.  I can't wait to go back next month.  I then met with my friend Beth (I was running a little late due to going to craft mecca) and we spent the afternoon craft shopping. I found some great new ideas I have never seen before that incorporate my favorite craft supplies.  I'm excited to get things cleaned up and start working on a new line.  Of course a visit to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; would not be complete without a trip to Roberts-surprisingly enough I only found one thing I needed there and even decided to wait on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great trip to spend some time with Kent and to get things accomplished in a quicker manner without children in tow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for March to come and to go back for Beth's wedding and some more crafting excursions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-8677292975671586304?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/8677292975671586304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=8677292975671586304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8677292975671586304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8677292975671586304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-weekend.html' title='One Weekend'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-1332569522400094199</id><published>2009-01-31T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:23:32.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='b'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chapel Heights ward'/><title type='text'>Who would have thought?</title><content type='html'>I know this will be hard for some of you to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; but, I won one of the prized at my ward Chili cook off.  I know My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;roomie&lt;/span&gt; from Ricks can't believe it but, I did.  See somethings do change in life.  I can cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like this Saturday was as productive as last but, I did hold a yard sale (sorry guys it was in the high 60's).  I made $250.00 well really $200.00 after I spent money too.  The best was we took a truck full of stuff to DI that is no longer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hibernating&lt;/span&gt; in my house.  So between that, making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chili&lt;/span&gt; and going to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Chili&lt;/span&gt; cook off nothing else got accomplished.  I guess there is always tomorrow.  I'm so excited I have a short week this week as Kent and I are going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; on Thursday for the weekend with out kids.  It will be nice to just be us and not out hunting.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I have&lt;/span&gt; lots to get accomplished plus ribbon to cut as I think I do my best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bow making&lt;/span&gt; on road trips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pictures if I can get some but, Clarissa won the Apron Diva award at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chili&lt;/span&gt; cook off.  She loves to cook so this was fun for her. She takes a cooking class once a week and has decided she wants to have a cooking birthday party.  Since I was thinking we may have a party at home this year instead of someplace it sound fun.  Now to decide on Hunter's 3 party. I know it's 3 months away but, usually I have it planned by now. I keep changing my mind. It's his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt; to go someplace (I was letting them have parties out on the odd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bdays&lt;/span&gt;).  If he does &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt; D's he's again playing 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; fiddle to his sister as she had her 3rd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; there.  But, where else?  I just don't think he's old enough for Chuck E Cheese. So we'll see. Suggestions are appreciated.  He loves, Cars, Star Wars and Indiana Jones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to another story.  A few weeks ago after church Clarissa went around inviting people to our house for an ice cream party.  Our bishop's wife, who I know well, came up to me and asked if I knew I was having an ice cream &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;party&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't, we didn't even have ice cream in our freezer.  It was funny but, scared me as to what will come in 10 years. I promised Clarissa she could have a party some time later. Fast forward to last night we were looking at Valentines and she asked to have a Valentine party.  SO I agreed.  Yeah I know crazy but, I thought what a great way for her to show her friends she loves them and well it would be fun and make me clean my house again.  So I'm kind of excited to get in planned and to have fun. I think I may have a social butterfly on my hand.  I will have to write later about Sis. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Polka dot&lt;/span&gt;.  If I forget please remind me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fun, and we have so much to be thankful for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-1332569522400094199?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/1332569522400094199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=1332569522400094199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1332569522400094199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/1332569522400094199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-would-have-thought_31.html' title='Who would have thought?'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-6245187055498682678</id><published>2009-01-29T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:52:31.479-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='March of dimes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clarissa'/><title type='text'>It's that time again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SYJcYP41UnI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/ALfej02kXxQ/s1600-h/nicu2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No not Girls Scout cookie time. That will be next year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's March for Babies time.&lt;br /&gt;Check out the cool widget -----------------------------------&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Please help Clarissa make her walk goal she has been participating in March for Babies since she was 6 months old.  She missed walking one year, (her brother decided to be born that day) but still was able to meet her fundraising goal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A note from Clarissa's Mother: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so thankful for the happy, healthy children that we had. I can not express the fear and concern that ran through my body some 4 1/2 years ago. When they nurse told me indeed my water had broken at 33 weeks 5 days. I knew from my previous employment at MOD that it could not be pretty. As I lay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pleading&lt;/span&gt; with my Heavenly Father that I would be able to hold my healthy baby girl not to soon but, soon enough. I always have a hard time when people don't want to be pregnant anymore those last few weeks. It's so scary. We were so blessed. For 2 days the nurses came in and out of my room telling me when she's born we'll be taking her right away to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;. Each time I said a prayer that I would get her back, that I would have a chance to hold my baby girl. I did just a few hours after she was born, as soon as I could walk (what motivation that was) I was able to go see her. She spent the next 7 days in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;. I often complain about how long they were and I still say they should NEVER send a first time mother home with out her baby. Couldn't they let me stay there? It was hard but, she came home soon enough and I know 7 days is nothing to cry about. We are so thankful for Our &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; head who fills our home with love and laughter and lots of loud singing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe this baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SYJcYK_uwOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/vTF5IZVHOA0/s1600-h/nicu1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296897682079400162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SYJcYK_uwOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/vTF5IZVHOA0/s320/nicu1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has now turned into this 4 1/2 year old that we can't stop talking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SYJcX4Yfl6I/AAAAAAAAAhA/dAIfSBR7dkY/s1600-h/Pink+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296897677082990498" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SYJcX4Yfl6I/AAAAAAAAAhA/dAIfSBR7dkY/s320/Pink+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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/2242619113925094333-6245187055498682678?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/6245187055498682678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=6245187055498682678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6245187055498682678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6245187055498682678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-that-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s that time again!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SYJcYK_uwOI/AAAAAAAAAhI/vTF5IZVHOA0/s72-c/nicu1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4424798408384812158</id><published>2009-01-29T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:19:27.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='count your blessings'/><title type='text'>Counting my blessings</title><content type='html'>It's that time in life where you have to stop and count your blessings.  I had previously  been thiking of how blessed we truely were, Until Monday the economic crisis had not realy hit home. I had been trying to stick to a budget better.  Knowing I needed to save. Then Monday and Tuesday came and well it came to visit our home.  But, we are still very blessed while, we have lost a percentage of Ken't salery and he is not an hourly employee. We both still have jobs.  I won't know til July if the govenor is going to cut my salery by 6% but, even then I will still have a job.  We will still have a home to live in and food on our table.  I'm so thankful that last year I listened to the urgency I had to finish my additional 32 credits above my masters degree.  That we may not exactly have all the food storage we could/ should have but, we do have a clothing and fabric storage so my kids will have clothes.  I was trying so hard to not hord presents after Christmas this year. For those of you who don't know me well, you may not know I have a closet and then some of presents.  I use them for parties for my kids or when the need arises.  I used a lot of them this Christmas season and was thinking of emptying my closet.  I didn't and am happy. I did spend at my usualy Target 75% off sale but, was a little conservative for me.  I have enought stashed for my kids for this year and to share.  I know I should worry about food in times like this but, those of you that know me well also know I'm not a food person, not that you can tell by looking at me.  I'm also so thankful for a desire for an education that may allow me to pick up extra opportunities to earn money.  As much as I may hate to I can always teach summer school and adult ed at nights.  I'm thankful for an unbringing that taught me how to be frugal and how to find opportinities to make money.  So keep watching my etsy store as I will be adding items.  All is well just tighter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4424798408384812158?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4424798408384812158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4424798408384812158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4424798408384812158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4424798408384812158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/counting-my-blessings.html' title='Counting my blessings'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-8688401138462084962</id><published>2009-01-25T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:26:14.779-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vinyl'/><title type='text'>What I did this weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so it was not the most productive weekend but, here are a few pictures of projects I finished or help accomplish. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Be mine Blocks. You can find more info on my &lt;a href="http://www.lollipopsandbows.com/"&gt;website. &lt;/a&gt;to purchase your own sets.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SX1h091HEXI/AAAAAAAAAgU/OpRQ8ZAU02U/s1600-h/000_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295496299435987314" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SX1h091HEXI/AAAAAAAAAgU/OpRQ8ZAU02U/s200/000_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SX1jRkTY59I/AAAAAAAAAgc/oYGwFuXffeQ/s1600-h/000_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295497890311497682" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SX1jRkTY59I/AAAAAAAAAgc/oYGwFuXffeQ/s400/000_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This was one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt; in my ward 10 hour project. Kent made the frame and painted it. I ran the vinyl and her sister peeled it and she placed in on. It was hard as the sheet metal reflected I'm hoping to get an even better picture. It was a fun project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SX1jSD0CCCI/AAAAAAAAAgk/zj-rB1NkU4c/s1600-h/000_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295497898769909794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SX1jSD0CCCI/AAAAAAAAAgk/zj-rB1NkU4c/s400/000_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here is this years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mutual&lt;/span&gt; theme. I can make this in any size. If your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;YM&lt;/span&gt; room needs one just leave me a message or e mail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SX1hz8TEKSI/AAAAAAAAAf8/LK-Ssmws8V0/s1600-h/000_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295496281844885794" style="WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SX1hz8TEKSI/AAAAAAAAAf8/LK-Ssmws8V0/s200/000_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the It's a Girl banner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I made for the baby shower. I'm having fun making these they are kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;addictive&lt;/span&gt;. I have a years worth planned out to teach. It may be over kill. We'll see. I wish I could say I got more done around the house. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;regardless&lt;/span&gt; I'm still planning on a yard sale for Saturday. I've already sold the little people. High chair, anyone, bouncer, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;FP&lt;/span&gt; zebra? Clothes, The best dressed baby in the ward is still trying to sell off her wardrobe. (It's a joke apparently people had nothing better to talk about then Clarissa's clothes when she was a baby and how if she didn't have such nice clothes I wouldn't have to work, Bad thing. they weren't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;thinking&lt;/span&gt; and had the conversation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of my best friend. It's turned into a house joke. Yes, Clarissa still has a closet of a princess and probably always will. She loves clothes and we love buying them for her but, anyone who knows me knows I hardly ever pay full price. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Any who&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so excited Hunter's room is looking better already. I'm also excited to be going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt; in a few weeks to see old friends and to spend some time alone w/ Kent. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-8688401138462084962?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/8688401138462084962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=8688401138462084962' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8688401138462084962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8688401138462084962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-i-did-this-weekend.html' title='What I did this weekend.'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SX1h091HEXI/AAAAAAAAAgU/OpRQ8ZAU02U/s72-c/000_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4111475102716018587</id><published>2009-01-24T12:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T13:06:31.923-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative madness'/><title type='text'>Look what I made!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXt9aB108WI/AAAAAAAAAfc/JNu3NHKV9_U/s1600-h/diaper+cake+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294963673028424034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXt9aB108WI/AAAAAAAAAfc/JNu3NHKV9_U/s200/diaper+cake+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is the card I made for the baby shower I am going to tonight. I especially like that the bow comes off and can be worn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXt9aH2w_EI/AAAAAAAAAfU/S4AQYBi0pXg/s1600-h/diaper+cake+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294963674642971714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXt9aH2w_EI/AAAAAAAAAfU/S4AQYBi0pXg/s200/diaper+cake+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The top of the diaper cake, is a bow holder too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXuAc0YlneI/AAAAAAAAAfk/P5d1JjdEkPo/s1600-h/diaper+cake+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294967019490614754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXuAc0YlneI/AAAAAAAAAfk/P5d1JjdEkPo/s320/diaper+cake+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXt9Z2IU75I/AAAAAAAAAfM/Awgbq7oL9ks/s1600-h/diaper+cake+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the whole cake.It has 13 baby bows, 3 small bows and 1 medium bow, 2 bow holders and 2 rattles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXuBbV79PDI/AAAAAAAAAfs/XdQC9uZ8tJY/s1600-h/diaper+cake+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294968093649222706" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXuBbV79PDI/AAAAAAAAAfs/XdQC9uZ8tJY/s200/diaper+cake+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXuBbzJayTI/AAAAAAAAAf0/0FuITKc-cb0/s1600-h/diaper+cake+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294968101490313522" style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXuBbzJayTI/AAAAAAAAAf0/0FuITKc-cb0/s200/diaper+cake+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The personalize hairbow holder. The little girls name is going to be Georgia but, they are calling her Gigi. This is a new design for me. I may call it the Gigi. It is a 6x6 square. Her mom is a GRIT so I'm sure she'll love this personalize item. It's a pre req to being a GRIT that makes Westerns think you are a prep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out some photo posting tips on this one! Yahoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4111475102716018587?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4111475102716018587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4111475102716018587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4111475102716018587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4111475102716018587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/look-what-i-made.html' title='Look what I made!'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXt9aB108WI/AAAAAAAAAfc/JNu3NHKV9_U/s72-c/diaper+cake+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3551914497207159076</id><published>2009-01-23T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:57:12.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do'/><title type='text'>Kent's completed (well almost) to do list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXom067tPFI/AAAAAAAAAes/V6oHhQ9Gjy0/s1600-h/my+pics+jan+21+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294587002542177362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXom067tPFI/AAAAAAAAAes/V6oHhQ9Gjy0/s320/my+pics+jan+21+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXom0gQmrvI/AAAAAAAAAek/V5Hmp9GrarQ/s1600-h/my+pics+jan+21+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294586995382071026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXom0gQmrvI/AAAAAAAAAek/V5Hmp9GrarQ/s320/my+pics+jan+21+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kent has been working very hard on his to do list this year! Here are the projects he has completed so far. 2 of the cornices. I'm still deciding of drapes. He is still working on the tile but, its coming. And Yes, that is vinyl on the fireplace, He designed it so I could change it for the season/ holiday. Isn't he great and doesn't he know his wife so well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3551914497207159076?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3551914497207159076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3551914497207159076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3551914497207159076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3551914497207159076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/kents-to-do-list.html' title='Kent&apos;s completed (well almost) to do list'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXom067tPFI/AAAAAAAAAes/V6oHhQ9Gjy0/s72-c/my+pics+jan+21+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-665067938393762318</id><published>2009-01-23T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T12:20:32.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've made lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXomIhInVeI/AAAAAAAAAec/3mBpUaLVd4k/s1600-h/my+pics+jan+21+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294586239702750690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXomIhInVeI/AAAAAAAAAec/3mBpUaLVd4k/s320/my+pics+jan+21+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; I designed these back in Nov. and we just got them made for our wards New Beginnings. I will post the vinyl for sale soon. Check my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.lollipopsandbows.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; But, for now here are a few pictures. They are hard to take pictures of because they are mirrors.  I also did this years theme it's on the wall. I'll have to get pictures of it and we are in the process of doing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YW&lt;/span&gt; theme.  Should be done within the next week.  If you need any vinyl cut please let me know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXomIb7Zv7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/RCVk8A2mI7k/s1600-h/my+pics+jan+21+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294586238305157042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXomIb7Zv7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/RCVk8A2mI7k/s320/my+pics+jan+21+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXomICRqHHI/AAAAAAAAAeM/GfF20GEwk1U/s1600-h/my+pics+jan+21+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294586231419182194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXomICRqHHI/AAAAAAAAAeM/GfF20GEwk1U/s320/my+pics+jan+21+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I designed these back in Nov. and we just got them made for our wards New Beginnings. I will post the vinyl for sale soon. Check my &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.lollipopsandbows.com"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; But, for now here are a few pictures. They are hard to take pictures of because they are mirrors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-665067938393762318?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/665067938393762318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=665067938393762318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/665067938393762318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/665067938393762318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-ive-made-lately.html' title='What I&apos;ve made lately'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXomIhInVeI/AAAAAAAAAec/3mBpUaLVd4k/s72-c/my+pics+jan+21+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5110533028051540008</id><published>2009-01-23T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:45:35.193-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barbie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hunter'/><title type='text'>Play time with my old Barbies and a Hunterism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXoivMm81pI/AAAAAAAAAeE/RoX5Tm7ZD2I/s1600-h/my+pics+jan+21+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294582506161231506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXoivMm81pI/AAAAAAAAAeE/RoX5Tm7ZD2I/s320/my+pics+jan+21+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just had to show this picture. You can't tell real well but the hangers are divided by color and style and taped together. Proof I was organized at one point in my life. I use to have all my books (which was a lot) in order by author's last name and had a written list (This was before computer, yes, I'm that old).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXoiu4mBIPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/qZsljkFObq8/s1600-h/my+pics+jan+21+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294582500788609266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXoiu4mBIPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/qZsljkFObq8/s320/my+pics+jan+21+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY Barbie clothes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rissa's&lt;/span&gt; pink Barbie car. She is very happy to have my old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt; so she now has a that 70's/80's Barbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXoiud03RqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dUkujHzuYws/s1600-h/my+pics+jan+21+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294582493603120802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXoiud03RqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dUkujHzuYws/s320/my+pics+jan+21+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here she is setting up my old furniture &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt; her Barbies to sit on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXoiuATRJTI/AAAAAAAAAds/d_aLU5ycroc/s1600-h/my+pics+jan+21+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294582485677581618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXoiuATRJTI/AAAAAAAAAds/d_aLU5ycroc/s320/my+pics+jan+21+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's a boy to do? Play in the box of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXoittNIDGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Ihunyxucmoc/s1600-h/my+pics+jan+21+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294582480551545954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXoittNIDGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Ihunyxucmoc/s320/my+pics+jan+21+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time he did this I did not know he was in there and he screamed BOO and it did scare me. I think he likes the box as much as his sister likes the Barbies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay Now for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hunterism&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last night we were on our way home from our Target adventures where we got a fisher price DVD f player or $35.00. We have been stalking the stores. Now I just need one more. Anyway. Some how on the way out we were talking about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whoopins&lt;/span&gt; (how I said it) or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;whippins&lt;/span&gt; (how Kent says it). Hunter was screaming the car and I asked him to stop. He didn't and I asked do you want dad to pull over and we'll give you a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;whippen&lt;/span&gt; (deciding Kent's pronunciation sounds better than mine). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hunter: Yes, please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mom: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; Dad pull over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dad: Now I said yes, now. So he pulls over as he is pulling into the driveway of a strip mall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hunter: Oh thanks you dad, thank you so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The rest of the car including his sister: Laughing, I was trying not to but, it was hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mom: gets out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt; buckles and spanks his but not to hard (where his diaper is.) "Do you want another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;whippin&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hunter: Yes, please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mom: OK, I do it again this time he doesn't cry but, looks a bit more stunned. I ask " Do you want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;whippin&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hunter: No, mom I don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mom: then don't scream in my car again or (anymore, our favorite family word).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Clarissa: yes, Hunter don't scream &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;AAANNYYMORE&lt;/span&gt;, Mom I don't want any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;whippins&lt;/span&gt; either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was a quieter ride home when Hunter started to get loud I just asked him the magic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;question&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hunter has a bad habit of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;screaming&lt;/span&gt; in the car and he has this high pitch squeal. It's horrible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/2242619113925094333-5110533028051540008?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5110533028051540008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5110533028051540008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5110533028051540008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5110533028051540008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/play-time-with-my-old-barbies-and.html' title='Play time with my old Barbies and a Hunterism'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXoivMm81pI/AAAAAAAAAeE/RoX5Tm7ZD2I/s72-c/my+pics+jan+21+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-3317848675006960025</id><published>2009-01-22T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:27:59.302-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>Who would have thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; was wanting to sell things (as I have been getting ready for a yard sale). I suggested we get rid of her little people as she never plays with them esp. now that we have Barbie and Polly pockets. She agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of sad as I have been collecting little people for my children since before I was married but, I have grand illusions of clean neat bedrooms and know this is not going to happen if we don't get rid of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXjwm6iQ1zI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Q81Ggk8LhPg/s1600-h/little+people+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXjwm6iQ1zI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Q81Ggk8LhPg/s1600-h/little+people+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294245913312679730" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXjwm6iQ1zI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Q81Ggk8LhPg/s320/little+people+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; has the above house listed &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/offer-listing/B00008ZCEF"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a price of up to $399.00 It looks like they start at $68.00. Who would have thought that these little people items would be so valuable. I can't believe anyone would pay those prices. I'm still thinking 10-15 per set is a fair price. I was amazed when I went to check prices how much this stuff goes for if indeed it does sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to keep it but, then I remembered the BIG box it's in and I don't want to keep the BIG box. I guess I'm glad we don't have much storage in NV or I'd be keeping everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has decided to get rid of the grey castle, the farm, I think the airport, and something else. She wanted to keep a few and I said OK for now. It's crazy. The even crazier part is she knows which pieces go to which sets for the most part. Now that was fun sorting pieces (which was why I was looking them up to get it all right. We are hardly missing any pieces. ) I'm keeping the holiday sets for now and the ark or and the zoo animals for letter day in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just part of making way for Barbie and her luxury items! I can't say much I had them too. The house, the pool, the horse, the RV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-3317848675006960025?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/3317848675006960025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=3317848675006960025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3317848675006960025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/3317848675006960025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-would-have-thought.html' title='Who would have thought'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXjwm6iQ1zI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Q81Ggk8LhPg/s72-c/little+people+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-2674367687932470590</id><published>2009-01-19T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:32:37.184-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back in time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunter toys'/><title type='text'>Back in time</title><content type='html'>So I took a journey back in time today!  I went through some of my childhood toys.  Now, I need to figure out what to do with them.  I gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; most of my Barbie clothes so her Barbies now play in the 70's and have that 70's furniture that is orange and teal.  It was cool to go through all the accessories. There was a dial up phone, and a record player.  Wow if those don't date me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my my friend dolls, Jenny, Mandy, Mikey and Becky.  Yes, I had them all Remember at that time I was an only child and an only grand child.  And my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;effanbee&lt;/span&gt; doll collection which also includes some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vintage&lt;/span&gt; dolls like Tammy, Chatty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cathy&lt;/span&gt;, Doris Day and others.   Oh yeah and don't forget the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NKOTB&lt;/span&gt; dolls, stage. poster collection (sorry girls I trashed it).  I have comic books though and trading cards.  It was a sickness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;realize&lt;/span&gt; I owned so many books either.  I was seriously thinking of just getting rid of them.  I went on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ebay&lt;/span&gt; to check the price of my childhood pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nill&lt;/span&gt;. But, the books one is selling from 20-38 dollars.  So I'm thinking I should sell them but, it's hard I have all the books by this one author Anita &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Stansfield&lt;/span&gt;.  I love her books.  Well I just love books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some cute pics I hope to add tomorrow of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; playing with my now her Barbie stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then came home to go through Hunter's room as I'm having a Yard Sale on the 31st.  I have more stuff to sell then is humanly possible but, hey maybe I'll have some money to spend when I go to craft heaven (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;slc&lt;/span&gt;) in a few weeks.  I was having a hard time getting rid of toys (my kids) but, think I've decided to get rid of most of their little people toys. Let's face it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; is on to Barbie and I don't think she is going to go back to Little people.  I'm not sure she even likes her pop dolls now, so sad but, maybe in a few weeks.  Hunter, I think he'd rather play star wars or Indiana Jones.  I'll keep the cars one and dinosaurs as he does play with them Oh and this is bad but, I'm thinking we should keep the zoo for when they are in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; and have to take something that starts with a certain letter day. (Do they still do that) See I am thinking ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to post my picture of my organized Barbie hangers.  You should have seen how organized her things were too.  Proof I once was organized.  I will get there this year I will!  I just need to learn to purge.  I found 2 boxes of stuff in my room to purge one huge box of toys in Hunters and another in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; (little people).  I'm trying to tell myself less is more.  Yeah, I just don't believe it yet.  The hard thing will be when it doesn't sell and I have to take it to DI or some place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is way to long so I'm going to go finish some projects.  I have a few cute ones to post soon.  I'm excited.  I wish I had a few weeks off to clean.  Oh my fireplace is almost done my window &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cornices&lt;/span&gt; are. I just need to make curtains! YAHOO!  We are making head way on the To Do list here. Helps when you work less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-2674367687932470590?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/2674367687932470590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=2674367687932470590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2674367687932470590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/2674367687932470590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-in-time.html' title='Back in time'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4099320959502633849</id><published>2009-01-17T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T11:53:44.614-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gymboree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='target'/><title type='text'>Gymbuck time Target sale</title><content type='html'>Just a friendly reminder to all of you it's &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gymboree.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gymbuck&lt;/span&gt; time&lt;/a&gt;. It seems like it has been forever since I earned these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gymbucks&lt;/span&gt;. I was so excited to use them. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; got 3 new outfits and Hunter a jacket all for $38.00! They are all for next year but, still. I can't wait for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rissa&lt;/span&gt; to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; OK I can but, It's fun buying her school clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Attention Target shoppers. Target has marked a lot of it's toys down 75%. So yes, we went on our annual Target shopping spree. I have most of my kids Christmas for this year. I mean I'll add to it but, I could be done if the economy takes a crap they will be fine. I say a blog the other day where the lady kept track of how much she saved at different stores. I was thinking of doing that. Maybe start a thrifty blog. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; says I have a talent for it. I just can't stand to pay full price for anything. Oh I have to tell you about the find of the week. Kent bought me my Valentines present early at Target! I've been wanting a frig for my classroom for 6 years but, could never catch one on sale at the price I wanted to pay. Well Kent found me a $129.00 frig for $32.00 at Target this week. Yep it's mine and just in time for my new regiment of exercise, water and healthier food. Yahoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4099320959502633849?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4099320959502633849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4099320959502633849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4099320959502633849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4099320959502633849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/gymbuck-time-target-sale.html' title='Gymbuck time Target sale'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-936014886378405733</id><published>2009-01-15T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:10:51.959-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii fit'/><title type='text'>Who knew working out could be so much fun?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXAkBLNZtKI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/bmMzeycdki0/s1600-h/wii+fit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291769164767802530" style="WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXAkBLNZtKI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/bmMzeycdki0/s320/wii+fit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was laminting with fellow collegues todayI could not find the time to work out and wanted the Wii fit.  I was almost sure my dad was going to get it for me for Christmas. (The men in my life have a habit of hinting at the presents they are buying me. He asked if I had one right before Christmas and if I wanted one, Wasn't that telling me he was going to buy me one?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. I have not been able to find one (my dad's excuse too). Here we are half way through the first month of the year and the only thing I've done to be healthier was cook dinner and not eat out. Which is a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed the Wii and I have an even stronger conviction it was to be mine. I love Curves but, w/ 2 small children it's not premissable. So I leave school and come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my amazement my mom found a &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/wiifit/launch/?ref=http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;fkt=397813&amp;amp;fsdt=399969&amp;amp;q=wii+fit&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;oq=#/body_test/introduction"&gt;Wii Fit &lt;/a&gt;and bought it just today. It's hers but, she is leaving it at my house since I have the Wii (which hadn't been used since June). &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks MOM! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So we spent the evening trying it out. I even got real good at a few of the balance games. I'll just rat myself out here. At the beginning it asked if I had trouble walking as my balance is so off. Yeah, pretty bad when the Wii know of my walking woes. But, I got better except at dodging soccer balls wait I was good at dodging them but, was suppose to be hitting them with my head ( I was having PE flashback fromt he 80's).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Let me tell you I can feel the body woes from the first day already. But, I'm oh so excited to get going. Funny how working out made me not want junk food. I'm so excited to see my me and Mii shrink! Kent kicked me off to watch TV what was he thinking.  I can't wait til morning. It's cool you can beat yourself.  The competative side of me is coming out.  But, I think I'll skip soccer and skiing for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-936014886378405733?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/936014886378405733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=936014886378405733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/936014886378405733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/936014886378405733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/who-knew-working-out-could-be-so-much.html' title='Who knew working out could be so much fun?'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SXAkBLNZtKI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/bmMzeycdki0/s72-c/wii+fit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-6917579152621881012</id><published>2009-01-14T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:06:19.621-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enrichment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrapbooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jan class'/><title type='text'>Be Mine garland, January scrapbook class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;January Enrichment Scrapbook Class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5mjuEEv9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/Ob6IRUijgrA/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291279376053485522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5mjuEEv9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/Ob6IRUijgrA/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kit will include the ability to put netting between each letter. (as seen not so well on the top Be Mine)&lt;br /&gt;Each Letter is aprox. 5" in diameter. Full garland is aprox. 3 feet long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5mjMat_pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/aoPPP02iVqE/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291279367021657746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5mjMat_pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/aoPPP02iVqE/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If you are interested in purchasing a kit please e mail me at &lt;a href="mailto:Lollipopsandbows@gmail.com"&gt;Lollipopsandbows@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and put &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Be Mine garland&lt;/span&gt; in the subject line. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Each kit is $7.00&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Completed banners are $14.00&lt;/span&gt;. Shipping and handling is $2.00 for the first kit and .50 each additional kit. If you are interested in multible kits for classes a discount is available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seen with netting and glitter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5miTJj0dI/AAAAAAAAAco/ohzAeR4FDH4/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291279351648866770" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5miTJj0dI/AAAAAAAAAco/ohzAeR4FDH4/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5mikG57CI/AAAAAAAAAcw/9WR1I42s3yQ/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291279356201135138" style="WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5mikG57CI/AAAAAAAAAcw/9WR1I42s3yQ/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5mikG57CI/AAAAAAAAAcw/9WR1I42s3yQ/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5mikG57CI/AAAAAAAAAcw/9WR1I42s3yQ/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5mikG57CI/AAAAAAAAAcw/9WR1I42s3yQ/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5lKkDYSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/wfkWcdcEVPg/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5lKkDYSkI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/wfkWcdcEVPg/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&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/2242619113925094333-6917579152621881012?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/6917579152621881012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=6917579152621881012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6917579152621881012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6917579152621881012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/be-mine-garland-january-scrapbook-class.html' title='Be Mine garland, January scrapbook class'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5mjuEEv9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/Ob6IRUijgrA/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4614163492314182009</id><published>2009-01-14T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:18:24.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireplace mantle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5kp66uihI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5ugllaXySeA/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5kp66uihI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5ugllaXySeA/s400/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291277283559901714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a few pictures downloaded to the computer.  Here is what my Christmas present looked like when I got home from vacation.  It has even more work completed now.  It's looking better all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4614163492314182009?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4614163492314182009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4614163492314182009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4614163492314182009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4614163492314182009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/fireplace-mantle.html' title='Fireplace mantle'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qlg56UriALY/SW5kp66uihI/AAAAAAAAAcA/5ugllaXySeA/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-4508583311454896109</id><published>2009-01-13T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:30:49.791-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rissa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Child of God.'/><title type='text'>Not a Child of God</title><content type='html'>I was quite amazed/ concerned and in awe of Clarissa the other day. She is way to smart for her own good. I think she is very logical and sometimes thinks to much. This has me worried. She is definitely a literal child. So it's a new year and time to move up in Primary. The first Sat. of the month/ year we went to the lunch w/ your primary teacher. I was concerned as Rissa has had difficulty with our ward change and misses her Sis. Coombs her Sunbeam teacher tremendously. I was hoping that maybe the Sunbeam teacher would move up with them since she was only there teacher for 4 Sundays, due to the ward change. Well we went the breakfast and it turns out that they had, had Clarissa in the CTR 5 class so she will end up with the same teacher. I was relived with that. Should lessen the drama, Remember she is trying out for &lt;strong&gt;Drama Queen &lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday went well however on Monday I came home to learn she was no longer a Child of God. After some discussion I found out that Rissa believes Child of God was the class she was in and now she's not a Child of God. We tried and have had friends explain that we are all Children of God but, she thinks she is a CTR now. Not sure how to get this across. Her reason is I'm not a child I'm a big person so I can't be a child of God (see I told you she think to much). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you see Clarissa you may want to remind her that she is a Child of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just added updates that I hope to blog more about but, for now to keep in my memory. Clarissa started preschool last week. As well as a cooking class- that she loves, Her 2 favorite things to do are Cook and Cheer leading and writing. She loves paper. Hunter started a drum class as well. He would have taken other classes but, they were all canceled. Rissa is hoping to start Tennis soon, she is excited I just mentioned it and now we seem to see lots of tennis items. Hey could be a scholarship in her future. That is if she has more coordination than her mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-4508583311454896109?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/4508583311454896109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=4508583311454896109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4508583311454896109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/4508583311454896109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-child-of-god.html' title='Not a Child of God'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-8939629199857670197</id><published>2009-01-10T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:47:31.632-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Putting it all away.</title><content type='html'>I so much enjoyed having my dream of 5 Christmas trees. although I am going for 6 next year. Shh don't tell Kent. Rissa informed me I didn't have one in my room. So we will try to add that one next year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said we just finished putting all the boxes in the attic. WOW I was trying so hard to combine stuff, get rid of boxes and take risks with some of it.  I thought I was doing so good unitl count time came. I think I'm embarrassed to say we still have 19 boxes of Christmas plus trees and some small odds and ends.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kent was so dedicted to have it all on one space. He made a nice space (I'm to chicken to climb in the attic to see it) Remember I can fall on flat surfaces.  So it's all up there with the exception of the trees and they go soon. He took a well deserved break to work some more on my fireplace mantle.  It's looking so nice I can't wait to take pictures of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have both been working away on our to do list this year all ready.  We may just get it finished this year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my Jan. scrapbook project last night. I'm excited I need to use glitter glue better but, it looks pretty cool. It's a Be mine banner. I have a few love's left from last year and will offer that again too.  I have so many great ideas but, no time to execute them.  It was nice to scrapbook but, the dinning room table is still a mess. I'm hoping to make a few more projects tonight. What about my scrapbook room. It still needs to recover from the holidays. It was looking great til Christmas came.  Oh well It's on my to do list.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy my blog change. I love to change things for every holiday, hence the reason I like blogging so much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick update I'm hoping to get my computer online soon so I can post more pictuers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-8939629199857670197?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/8939629199857670197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=8939629199857670197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8939629199857670197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/8939629199857670197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/putting-it-all-away.html' title='Putting it all away.'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-6795442727738167475</id><published>2009-01-08T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:08:39.036-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Make new friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>I have been contemplating this a lot the past few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a word I think I may hold to near and dear to my heart.  Some people call everyone their friend. I on the other hand feel like most people are aquaintances and few are friends maybe I'm skeptical, I don't know. Maybe I got hurt a few to many times as a child thinking someone was a friend.  None the less It's a term I don't use lightly.  I have recently been overjoyed to reconnect with some friends from my youth.  Because I don't use the term lightly I'm beginning to think maybe I had a few more than I thought.  But, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was beginning to think I didn't like facebook, to many old acquaintance I didn't care to know about or to know about me. But, today I love facebook. It has allowed me to reconnect with some great friends.  I have been searching for my friend Beth for quite some time.  She has been on my mind and last night I found her on facebook.  I'm so excited to reconnect with her. I'm not sure how we lost touch. Maybe in all my moving and hers. I'm also excited she only lives a few hours away in SLC.  I'm excited for her that she is getting married in a few months and that I'm here to support her in that.  We had grand adventures together both in High school going to NKOTB concerts and the one year I was home during college having fun road trips and shopping adventures.  Beth was my wild and crazy friend and we'd do silly things that you only do at that time in your life.  You know drive to PA to drop off a cat, sleep a few hours and drive home.  A city and state I've been to but, not seen except through the car windows.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what to do about taking the word friend so seriously.  It just doesn't seem natural to me that someone is my friend just because we belong to the same church, work in the same place or our kids may take some class together.  Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe that is something I need to work on this year.  I know because I take the meaning and title so seriously I'm always to hurt when I lose a friend.  That I've dealt with lately and am learning that it's part of life. some friends you lose in contact with due to moving, others life changes (Marriage, children), others you find different interest.  I find it dishearting that people can't be friends because they have different views or cultures.  I recently had a friend that continually thre my religion in my face, I wasn't sure why it was an issue, I have a strong belief in my faith, I also have issues I disagree with too, I have my own voice and opinions, they are all mine based upon my life's experiences.  But, those are for another day.  I'm not sure what I did or didn't do to lose this friend but, I've reconsiled myself to that is life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this new year I'm going to be Thankful for the friends I have. One of my goals for this new year is to appreicate them more. To spend more time with them. I tend to spend my time crafting.  I want to visit friends and have them visit me (not sure how I can do that kidnap them) my college roommate lives across town and truthfully I think I see the one in Idaho more than her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is one thing I like about blogging, It helps me to keep in contact and reconnect with my old friends and I've even made a few more!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends thanks for the support. I can't wait to spend time chatting, crafting, traveling and playing together this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-6795442727738167475?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/6795442727738167475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=6795442727738167475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6795442727738167475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/6795442727738167475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2242619113925094333.post-5682126417900525417</id><published>2009-01-02T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T07:46:42.452-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home for Christmas'/><title type='text'>We're home</title><content type='html'>Sorry I have been MIA.  The kids and I were gone since Christmas Day night.  What an adventure.  I remeber these trips as a young adult and I'd spent the night at everyones house and sleep in 4 different beds in 7 days now. It's taking the kids just to visit, my back feels the same.  I survived yet another 4 hour plane ride with 2 kids (actually 2 there and back) alone.  They slept all the way there and were awake all the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had great fun and get to see family it was great. I'll write more later trying to get everything done and ready to be back to work on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home to some great surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fireplace mantel is about done. -I'll post pictures&lt;br /&gt;my top modeling is done on the top of my cabinets and stained.&lt;br /&gt;The carpets were cleaned as was the living room.&lt;br /&gt;Some things I needed put togeter were together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kent spent a lot of time working while we were gone.  YAHOO!~ He has a great start on his honey do list. Now for my list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2242619113925094333-5682126417900525417?l=kizerianisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/feeds/5682126417900525417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2242619113925094333&amp;postID=5682126417900525417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5682126417900525417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2242619113925094333/posts/default/5682126417900525417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizerianisms.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-home.html' title='We&apos;re home'/><author><name>bow mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05046125524063163242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2BGbPR6ghbo/TgBgU0pZZFI/AAAAAAAABqU/WUp0ZcLrE4E/s220/c%2Band%2Bh%2Bjan%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
