<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312</id><updated>2011-08-26T19:54:38.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Don't Tell My Secrets-Keep Them Hidden</title><subtitle type='html'>trivial daily dilemmas</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-3489445900087463454</id><published>2007-06-07T17:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T17:30:35.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVED!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;listen up peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;gone are the days of kristenandlindsay at blogspot. i have moved us to a new location and i hope it works out to be a better blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;come see for yourself at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kristenandlindsay.vox.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;http://kristenandlindsay.vox.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks and see you there!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-3489445900087463454?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-5277767739578115544</id><published>2007-06-06T22:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:36:50.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Supper @ Cheesecake Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RmeJTU7gxoI/AAAAAAAAAI0/tatwWULNcso/s1600-h/Lindsay"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LINDSAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RmeJTk7gxpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jtxNd5Xokcs/s1600-h/Lindsay"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RmeJTk7gxpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jtxNd5Xokcs/s1600-h/Lindsay"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073174474679961234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RmeJTk7gxpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jtxNd5Xokcs/s320/Lindsay%27s+Birthday+Supper+007.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RmeJTk7gxpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jtxNd5Xokcs/s1600-h/Lindsay"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RmeJTU7gxoI/AAAAAAAAAI0/tatwWULNcso/s1600-h/Lindsay"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073174470384993922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="320" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RmeJTU7gxoI/AAAAAAAAAI0/tatwWULNcso/s320/Lindsay%27s+Birthday+Supper+003.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RmeJT07gxqI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wU0A6Vj0oW8/s1600-h/Lindsay"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-5277767739578115544?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RmeJTk7gxpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/jtxNd5Xokcs/s72-c/Lindsay%27s+Birthday+Supper+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-6401062374699201984</id><published>2007-06-05T17:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T19:20:35.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Infuriation At Its Finest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;i am withdrawing my earlier statment of 'whooo hooo!' concerning the pathfinder's recent trip to the mechanic for it's air conditioning problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the god damn bloody thing is NOT fixed. i only told everyone and their dog about the appointment for the a/c because i was so completely excited to have it finally fixed aaaaaaaaaannnd we have to take it back to the shop tomorrow :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pissed right now. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-6401062374699201984?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/6401062374699201984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=6401062374699201984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/6401062374699201984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/6401062374699201984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/06/infuriation-at-its-finest.html' title='Infuriation At Its Finest'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-8383259624522313528</id><published>2007-06-05T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T17:06:04.758-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RmWW3k7gxnI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MoCEDUtCKbk/s1600-h/Remy+9+Months+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072626436852991602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RmWW3k7gxnI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MoCEDUtCKbk/s320/Remy+9+Months+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;there has been a LOT going on lately so i kept telling myself i would write all about it...later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;i think later is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; here but now i am too lazy to pick my brain to remember everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;i had two girlfriends (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lisa&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt; with her daughter) come and stay over last weekend and that was pretty fun :) we went to the zoo, the lilac festival and did some shopping around 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; ave and the malls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that same week lindsay, remy and i also went to medicine hat for remy's first visit to his grandma colleen &amp; auntie brittany's house. then another day that same week we went to bassano to have lunch with remy's great grandma and grandpa kerr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;talk about confusing trying to write about all these happenings now, that should teach me to keep up with my updates and blogging-life lessen #182&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;this weekend we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lindsay's&lt;/span&gt; mom and sister (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mona&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;monica&lt;/span&gt;) stay over. so again we did a bit of shopping, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bbq-ing&lt;/span&gt;, and a lot of visiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;this weekend was also great because we finally got the a/c fixed in our vehicle!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;whooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hooo&lt;/span&gt;! words can not describe how awesome it is to have that working again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;now that this week is rolling on, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;remy&lt;/span&gt; is probably going to be wondering why its so quiet around here since its just us again, unless you feel like stopping by or staying over... ?&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/25088312-8383259624522313528?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/8383259624522313528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=8383259624522313528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/8383259624522313528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/8383259624522313528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-lazy.html' title='Blog Lazy'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RmWW3k7gxnI/AAAAAAAAAIs/MoCEDUtCKbk/s72-c/Remy+9+Months+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-5254106126142869862</id><published>2007-05-14T17:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T18:34:25.854-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Muthas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;geology rocks! and so does mothers day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;who doesn't like being woken up by two cute boys saying "HAPPY MOTHERS DAY"?...or happy any thing any day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;my first mothers day was pretty cool. on saturday i was surprized with an 'i heart u cake love remy' from dq and sunday i got a super sweet jogging stroller. i love presents, and who wouldn't love &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; presents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;so that was the gift side of things and then theres how it all went on sunday night (after the photoshoot with the new stroller).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;we watched shrek on tv, then remy fell alseep early and preceeded to sleep until after 8am the next morning.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj61Sb9xpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wRMv1ObgyI8/s1600-h/Mothers+Day!+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064573574367266450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj61Sb9xpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wRMv1ObgyI8/s320/Mothers+Day!+001.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj62Cb9xqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ht3yIFlcCqE/s1600-h/Mothers+Day!+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064573587252168354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" height="320" alt="" 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj62Cb9xqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ht3yIFlcCqE/s1600-h/Mothers+Day!+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj9rSb9xsI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wJzYs_P8eEA/s1600-h/Mothers+Day!+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064576701103457986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj9rSb9xsI/AAAAAAAAAIk/wJzYs_P8eEA/s320/Mothers+Day!+011.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj60Sb9xoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/LA6WfabMFxY/s1600-h/Mothers+Day!+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064573557187397250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj60Sb9xoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/LA6WfabMFxY/s320/Mothers+Day!+007.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj60Sb9xoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/LA6WfabMFxY/s1600-h/Mothers+Day!+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj60Sb9xoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/LA6WfabMFxY/s1600-h/Mothers+Day!+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj60Sb9xoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/LA6WfabMFxY/s1600-h/Mothers+Day!+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj60Sb9xoI/AAAAAAAAAIE/LA6WfabMFxY/s1600-h/Mothers+Day!+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-5254106126142869862?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/5254106126142869862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=5254106126142869862' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/5254106126142869862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/5254106126142869862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-first-muthas-day.html' title='My First Muthas Day'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rkj61Sb9xpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/wRMv1ObgyI8/s72-c/Mothers+Day!+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-3675958163616038967</id><published>2007-05-12T11:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T15:40:47.474-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;spring &lt;/em&gt;that is ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am stoked to get on my gardening gloves and plant flowers! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; do ANYTHING to avert attention from the red deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pick your battles they say though, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; exactly what were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the red deck was freshly painted 2 summers ago and the lady who previously owned our house used 13 gallons to get the job done. get the job done as in, paint the deck red (and the fence. yes the fence is red too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only has our red deck just been painted but we are plain and simply put, exhausted of painting (for now). yah yah i know, i say that all the time and then something else gets painted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(IF ANYTHING is going to be painted, next in line is our family room, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; not the deck.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; while all of the redness is an eye sore, its not like, an obvious-in-need-of-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tlc&lt;/span&gt;-kind-of-eye-sore but we just like it to be known that we greatly disapprove of this tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the temporary solution is flower planting but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; like putting a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;band aid&lt;/span&gt; on a bomb victim. is a pretty little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;carebear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;band aid&lt;/span&gt; really going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;camouflage&lt;/span&gt; a bloody massacre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been looking through all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;flyers&lt;/span&gt; and making a point to cruise by the plant section of all the stores that have them to ensure i have seen every possible plant arrangement and type of flower there is here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;calgary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't want to feel cheated once i plant my own and then see something better. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;that is&lt;/span&gt; just too huge of an emotional risk .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-3675958163616038967?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/3675958163616038967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=3675958163616038967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/3675958163616038967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/3675958163616038967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/05/here-i-come.html' title='Here I Come'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-7731974305942366582</id><published>2007-04-30T23:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:40:30.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda Like One Big Post-It Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feeling a little too lazy to go crazy and explain any sort of in-depth detail so a list post it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i tried yoga by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;candelight&lt;/span&gt;: it was o.k., only, just o.k. tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;brittany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stayed with us for almost a week: super nice to have an extra pair of hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;got a pedicure: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; becoming an addict of womanly pampering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had date night at the deer foot inn and casino on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to watch a fight card &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lindsay's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; peers: entertaining to say the least &amp;amp; and fun night out for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gambled: this happened on date night but it gets its own recognition because its the first time i ever put money into a machine and won a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dollas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, meanwhile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sOmEboDy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; else just&lt;em&gt; found&lt;/em&gt; 20 bones lying on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cut the grass for the first time this year, weeded the flower beds &amp; cleaned up the cat pooh pile: our neighbor's cat has been cleaning out its digestive track in my flower bed behind a bush and it might be cyanide-a kitty ...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i kid i kid, i joke i joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;watched along came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;polly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;donnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;brasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: got both ends of the spectrum in less than 48 hours, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ben&lt;/span&gt; stiller salsa dancing like a fool to johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;depp&lt;/span&gt; posing as a mafia member, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;rhatt&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lindsay&lt;/span&gt; almost burned the house down: he was attempting a new recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after tolerating almost 3 months of nonsense from my bank that involved 4 individual trips down to the branch and 1 phone call later i was freed from the crap: oh snap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lindsay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hasn't been/isn't feeling that great: not sure whats wrong but the days are long now that i have added 'personal slave' to my list of duties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it, in a nutshell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-7731974305942366582?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/7731974305942366582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=7731974305942366582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/7731974305942366582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/7731974305942366582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/04/list-post.html' title='Kinda Like One Big Post-It Note'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-3229617272159371443</id><published>2007-04-17T13:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T14:22:19.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BusyBees With This &amp; That</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;this past week was filled with dentist appointments, hair cuts, gym sessions, installing big-boy car seats and tanning time plus the every day errands. our nights are filled with irregular sleeping patterns caused by remy, who is teething. it just kind of feels like were just going through the motions of being everywhere we need to be and doing the things that need to be done, only to kinda sleep at night, and then do it all over again the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong... i know and understand fully that this is just one of the parts of parenting. this teething business. but coming from a girl who relishes every second of a much needed 8 hours of sleep &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;per night, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;its just wearing me down thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remy has officially been given &lt;strong&gt;crawling&lt;/strong&gt; status as of 2 days ago. its extremely exciting to watch him but causes some anxiety never knowing what he will get himself into when your eyes are not on him. guess its time to get a move on with that baby gate! {living in a 4 level split has suddenly become much less desirable with a tiny tot on the loose.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i have become a *regular* a the gym, so to speak, remy has gotten some time to play in the daycare they provide. despite one bad night, it's going well. swell even. the one babysitter has a little boy who is 14 months old so twice a week they get a chance to 'play' err pull each others hair. not overly fair considering remy has much more for 'babysitter's son' to grab at but in all truth be told, the babysitter said remy has a really strong grip :) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at lindsay's gym right now, they have a very important visitor, ajarn penya, from thailand. he will be teaching the fighters at the mike miles gym traditional muay thai for the next few weeks or so. ajarn penya is very respected at the mike miles gym because he is the man tho taught ajarn mike miles (a.k.a. lindsay's ajarn: 'coach' 'instructor'). lindsay seems to have picked up ajarn penya's accent with no problem, not too sure about the new &lt;em&gt;techniques&lt;/em&gt; being offered tho... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;not sure what else to mention as i usually don't know whats going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case in point: last night. i have had the same cell phone for a year and a half and i went to charge it but could NOT figure out for the life of me where the adaptor plugged in to it. had to ask lindsay for help, ten minutes later we still can't believe that we don't know where the adaptor goes...what shape is my adaptor anyways? circle i think. but we have similar phones so could it be a rectangle? the fact that we even had to have that conversation was creepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;fifteen minutes later my phone was successfully plugged in to the adaptor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it was a circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;figured this quick post was better than nothing although it may be borderline boring. sorry, i'm sleep deprived and so its hard to get creative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-3229617272159371443?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/3229617272159371443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=3229617272159371443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/3229617272159371443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/3229617272159371443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/04/busybees-with-this-that.html' title='BusyBees With This &amp; That'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-7187588748276376511</id><published>2007-04-08T16:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T17:17:11.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Easter Everyone&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am a holiday-meal-cooker-rookie but this weekend i somehow managed to pull it off (with lots of advice and hot tips from the more experienced). today we sat down to have a turkey dinner prepared a'la-moi. it was quite yummy minus the home made stuffing...yick... but the turkey was good and thats all that &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; counts anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we are still full from our dinner so we have not made it to the dessert portion of the meal quite yet but i know us, and we will very shortly. a few months ago, i attempted to make a home made punkin'pie but... well.. it did not go so good. to make a short story blunt: i forgot a few ingredients and it was straight-up 100% pumpkin smoothed over a pie shell {gag}. this time 'round i put my pride aside and bought a pre-made pie instead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think its fair to say that remy's first easter was pretty fantastic. he did some visiting with a few fine ladies (auntie monica, ashley &amp; lisa), went out to dinner a few times... and to starbucks too of course! AND our little turkey even made some time for a swim at the leisure centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051198117582308114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rhl17PCdgxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yx5vw9ITUTQ/s320/Easter+Weekend+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051198134762177330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rhl18PCdgzI/AAAAAAAAAH8/tVxKOoECDYE/s320/Easter+Weekend+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051198126172242722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rhl17vCdgyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/bYt6QfsI4FI/s320/Easter+Weekend+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;remy says 'thank you very much for all my gifts you guys!'&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/25088312-7187588748276376511?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/7187588748276376511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=7187588748276376511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/7187588748276376511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/7187588748276376511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rhl17PCdgxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/yx5vw9ITUTQ/s72-c/Easter+Weekend+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-4157125726949610665</id><published>2007-04-05T21:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:49:23.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a FAMILYcollage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RhW_H_CdgtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ur8oUXEIfSE/s1600-h/remy+5+months+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050152701067625170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" height="200" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RhW_H_CdgtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ur8oUXEIfSE/s200/remy+5+months+029.jpg" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RhW_HvCdgsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hDZnnXZwhQ8/s1600-h/jbombs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050152696772657858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RhW_HvCdgsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/hDZnnXZwhQ8/s200/jbombs.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RhW_I_CdgvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/VAm_SBJDcJ0/s1600-h/Remy+7+Months+April+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050152718247494386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RhW_I_CdgvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/VAm_SBJDcJ0/s200/Remy+7+Months+April+024.jpg" width="154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RhW_IfCdguI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kisftOCUXr8/s1600-h/Remy+7+Months+April+204ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050152709657559778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RhW_IfCdguI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kisftOCUXr8/s200/Remy+7+Months+April+204ed.jpg" width="146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RhW_IfCdguI/AAAAAAAAAHU/kisftOCUXr8/s1600-h/Remy+7+Months+April+204ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RhW_I_CdgvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/VAm_SBJDcJ0/s1600-h/Remy+7+Months+April+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-4157125726949610665?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/4157125726949610665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=4157125726949610665' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/4157125726949610665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/4157125726949610665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/04/familycollage.html' title='a FAMILYcollage'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RhW_H_CdgtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ur8oUXEIfSE/s72-c/remy+5+months+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-1596062749482708952</id><published>2007-04-04T09:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T09:38:14.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Toothlet Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;yesterday morning we all woke up to find that remy's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; little tooth was finally poking through his bottom gum line. its more of a toothlet really since you wouldn't prolly notice it because its in such early development stages &lt;em&gt;unless &lt;/em&gt;you were looking for it (although its not to be underestimated, it is his first toothlet after all). and since remy makes it awfully hard for you to inspect his brand new pearly white, lindsay and i were wondering if we could even start calling it a tooth already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;{DECISION TIME}&lt;br /&gt;but he's our baby and we can see it&lt;em&gt; and&lt;/em&gt; we have felt the havoc he can cause with it already therefore we'll call it a tooth if we so please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and we do so please :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;p.s. &lt;strong&gt;thank! you! so! much!&lt;/strong&gt; for all the comments on my last post. to all of those who left one, you helped make history special because i have never had that many comments on a single post before!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-1596062749482708952?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/1596062749482708952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=1596062749482708952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/1596062749482708952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/1596062749482708952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-toothlet-time.html' title='It&apos;s Toothlet Time'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-9154856950743957068</id><published>2007-03-25T16:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T16:40:27.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post of Pictures Before He turns 7 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;emy has had a busy week looking cute in his harley davidson gear, playing air guitar with his dad at chianti's and swinging in his new outdoor swing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rgb3tm7SxlI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vPfrwTcwVnM/s1600-h/Remy+6.5+Monthsbaw+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045992795430635090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rgb3tm7SxlI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vPfrwTcwVnM/s400/Remy+6.5+Monthsbaw+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rgb3uG7SxmI/AAAAAAAAAGw/roRcv8ciIW0/s1600-h/Remy+6.5+Months+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045992804020569698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rgb3uG7SxmI/AAAAAAAAAGw/roRcv8ciIW0/s400/Remy+6.5+Months+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045994522007488114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rgb5SG7SxnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2bhI_fX8gNo/s400/Remy+6.5+Monthsmodi+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-9154856950743957068?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/9154856950743957068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=9154856950743957068' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/9154856950743957068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/9154856950743957068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/03/post-of-pictures-before-he-turns-7.html' title='A Post of Pictures Before He turns 7 Months Old'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rgb3tm7SxlI/AAAAAAAAAGo/vPfrwTcwVnM/s72-c/Remy+6.5+Monthsbaw+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-610629067481602597</id><published>2007-03-22T00:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T01:01:47.375-06:00</updated><title type='text'>(un)Fit Test</title><content type='html'>today was my first day being a membership holder at a gym in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;calgary&lt;/span&gt;. one of their many services provided is a training program, but in order to receive one i had to first endure a fitness test. this is where they check your blood pressure, heart rate, take measurements, watch you do specific exercises...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all day i nervously watched the clock wind down to the 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; hour. i wasn't too interested in seeing what my weight was one a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; scale with an audience nor was i overly delighted knowing that somebody was going to be grabbing at my excess nonetheless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pastey&lt;/span&gt; skin to do a skin fold evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my reward was a tanning session at 6:30pm and i guess that was incentive enough to get me out of the door because i showed up with 2 minutes to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blood pressure and heart rate part wasn't too bad at all. it actually reminded me of my of regular pregnancy check-up appointments, which were also a snap (&lt;em&gt;usually...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt; *nervous laugh*). i survived my measurements being taken as well but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; because instead of paying attention to the numbers, i was pretending to be fitted for a pretty custom made dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the skin folds... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eeeeeewww&lt;/span&gt;. standing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of a full length mirror under &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fluorescent&lt;/span&gt; lighting doesn't help any situation and it certainly didn't make this one any more enjoyable. prior to every clamp of fat he would say where he was heading next and (here comes the kicker) "is that going to be okay with you?" making it much worse, having to give consent to such torture. each and every single time. come on guy, I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't mind the steps; it was stepping up on a platform right leg up, left leg up, right leg down, left leg down to the beat of a timer. i started off and then heard "to the beat"...."too fast, to the beat"......."you just..have to step...to the beat".... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a white girl with no rhythm, i get it, next exercise please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we moved on to flexibility. not much to be said there other than he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; i had zero... o.k. more like -3" (but in my defense i had my shoes on...and didn't stretch before....and....).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was done we did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;push ups&lt;/span&gt; next. push ups. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;push ups&lt;/span&gt; i can do for some odd reason and not the girlie way either.  but he didn't know that and suggested i do the girlie way and i didn't argue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt;  i got down to business. 1....6......15........28....30....36..... "your done?"  "yep."  "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, most people at least slow down first and then you can see they can't handle any more on their last few but you just stopped, could you have done more?"  "yep." once i explained that it was 6:32pm and i had a date with the tanning bed, which was kinda the whole reason i came today in the first place, the hell was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, crazily enough, scored off the charts with my wussy push-ups so maybe next time i will try them the real way and see how i fair, even if only to compensate for my non-flexibility because i just do not see me ever reaching past my toes, it's just not something i strive to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 6 weeks i get to do it all over again and in said time i do hope to see some major improvements. doesn't have to be drastic, just major.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-610629067481602597?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/610629067481602597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=610629067481602597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/610629067481602597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/610629067481602597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/03/unfit-test.html' title='(un)Fit Test'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-8494992125666015011</id><published>2007-03-18T13:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T09:02:11.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Underconstruction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had a burning desire to spruce up our blog page and give it a much needed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;face lift&lt;/span&gt;, so much so, that i am finally putting myself through an abundance of migraine pain and torture to get it done. none of the easy-to-download and readily available templates that are offered feel like 'me'. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;puh&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;leeze&lt;/span&gt; bear with me for the next few days or weeks (possibly months at the rate i am moving) while i slowly grasp the concept of html codes and all that other computer-geek &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jibberish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i am trying to add more behind the scenes stuff and i am a novice, aka its a very slow process. so for now when you visit our page and the links take you to a place near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;narnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or the pictures look scattered and messy...just know that i am trying to make this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kickass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for the comments...my absolute favorite part of all things favorite, i don't know why the new template doesn't automatically allow for them but its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gotta'do&lt;/span&gt; list. so sorry, but your not getting of that easy, the comment section will prevail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/strong&gt; i have added a music player to this page. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yippeeee&lt;/span&gt;! you will find it in the right hand column, under DANCE DANCE. to play the music you &lt;em&gt;click&lt;/em&gt; on the little downward arrow that is on the left hand side of where it says 'select a station' to find my only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt; (called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kristrae's&lt;/span&gt; beating drums). &lt;em&gt;click &lt;/em&gt;on my playlist and it takes a moment but will start playing automatically. so if you think about it, you are just 2 clicks away from utter and total enjoyment while you read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-8494992125666015011?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/8494992125666015011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=8494992125666015011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/8494992125666015011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/8494992125666015011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/03/underconstruction.html' title='Underconstruction'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-4960726349729509030</id><published>2007-03-16T18:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T22:29:18.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Somewhere At 100.9/Litre?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rfs76VfQfcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dQ5D5wZ_p34/s1600-h/Banff+March+16"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042690081158102466" style="WIDTH: 418px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" height="348" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rfs76VfQfcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dQ5D5wZ_p34/s400/Banff+March+16%2707+003.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even the big bad oil man himself could keep us at home today. we took a very scenic, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; pretty drive to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;banff&lt;/span&gt;. no real reason for going other than we wanted too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not overly acquainted with the mountains so i enjoyed myself very much. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;remy&lt;/span&gt; slept the whole drive, both their and back, so that made him an even more pleasurable shopping companion. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lindsay&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;banff&lt;/span&gt; veteran so he was our tour guide for the day. should have seen him pointing out the 3 sister mountains and their village or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;whathaveyou&lt;/span&gt;, awfully knowledgeable for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;prairie&lt;/span&gt; boy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; want to go back again when we have a little more time to spend there and the weather is a tad warmer (or we take jackets!).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rfs76VfQfcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dQ5D5wZ_p34/s1600-h/Banff+March+16"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rfs7L1fQfaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/trGiJYbXAPQ/s1600-h/Banff+March+16"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042689282294185378" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rfs7L1fQfaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/trGiJYbXAPQ/s320/Banff+March+16%2707+006.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rfs7aFfQfbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5SyjXfWgsAE/s1600-h/Banff+March+16"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042689527107321266" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rfs7aFfQfbI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5SyjXfWgsAE/s320/Banff+March+16%2707+005.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-4960726349729509030?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/4960726349729509030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=4960726349729509030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/4960726349729509030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/4960726349729509030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/03/going-somewhere-at-1009-litre.html' title='Going Somewhere At 100.9/Litre?'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rfs76VfQfcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dQ5D5wZ_p34/s72-c/Banff+March+16%2707+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-176913956191851639</id><published>2007-03-16T18:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:39:56.059-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything from 'Dirrty to Demure'</title><content type='html'>the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; concert was a hit. smashing really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pussycat dolls opened up and it was then that i was a little afraid my gal pal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; might get hit by a few flying elbows from the hardcore p.c.d. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hoodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wearing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hoochie&lt;/span&gt; grooving chick beside her, but that never happened, and we got to enjoy some good burlesque &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dancing&lt;/span&gt;, a bit of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lip-syncing&lt;/span&gt; and lots of cool leathery outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, former x-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but now a much classier &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; performed her little ass off until far beyond my bedtime. between the swing dancing and her newly appointed jazz band, i lost count after 10 costume changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the absolute coolest element was the interlude where a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;handful&lt;/span&gt; of performers came out to a 1950's centered circus theme: large clown-like man on stilts, fire throwers, trapeze artists flying around above the stage and some other crazy things that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; still&lt;/span&gt; not to sure about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sure lance's (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; the only male audience member volunteer) favorite moment of the evening was the 3 minutes of him being tied up to a bulls-eye center stage and being taunted by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;christina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; alongside her female dancers in leather (possibly the only fabric in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?) with whips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; lance's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;prerogative&lt;/span&gt; if it is but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sticking with the circus freakish show as my most preferred part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was, as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;borat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; would say, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;vry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;niiice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-176913956191851639?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/176913956191851639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=176913956191851639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/176913956191851639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/176913956191851639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/03/everything-from-dirrty-to-demure.html' title='Everything from &apos;Dirrty to Demure&apos;'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-3336113644669299114</id><published>2007-03-11T13:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T14:49:27.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 More Sleeps Till Show Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RfRcAlfQfWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Iwpm6g0JzD4/s1600-h/18b0c6da8da03ad813e21110.L"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040755048067399010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RfRcAlfQfWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Iwpm6g0JzD4/s320/18b0c6da8da03ad813e21110.L" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christina has recently been quoted saying that she and her husband have 'naked sundays' together. lucky for my eyes she will be here on a thursday.  lucky like a fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return amz_js_PopWin('http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/images/B000G759LW/ref=dp_otherviews_0/002-5373966-3533610?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;amp;img=0','AmazonHelp','width=700,height=600,resizable=1,scrollbars=1,toolbar=0,status=1');" href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/images/B000G759LW/ref=dp_otherviews_0/002-5373966-3533610?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;amp;img=0" target="AmazonHelp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-3336113644669299114?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/3336113644669299114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=3336113644669299114' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/3336113644669299114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/3336113644669299114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/03/4-more-sleeps-till-show-time.html' title='4 More Sleeps Till Show Time'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RfRcAlfQfWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Iwpm6g0JzD4/s72-c/18b0c6da8da03ad813e21110.L' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-2863518031818102779</id><published>2007-02-28T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T15:58:21.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamsters Ball</title><content type='html'>remy is leaving his days of being in the blob phase behind officially starting yesterday. he has since morphed into one crazy baby rolling machine. i found him in a few unexpected places and positions throughout the day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its quite comical, instead of playing peek-a-boo we play 'hey honey, wheres the baby?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normally he has tummy time on the floor in his bedroom while i put his clothes away and the next thing i knew...he was gone! not poof vanished or anything like &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; (he's not a magic rolling baby machine). but he had rolled over so many times he was under his crib and he had taken a little toy along for the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he was in his bouncey seat, and let me just be clear so you see the humor and don't assume danger, in the&lt;strong&gt; recline &lt;/strong&gt;position laying on his back. after a few moments he was on his tummy in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN i layed him under his play gym. Minutes later he was no longer under there. or anywhere really near it. i was starting to picture a masked man coming in a sneaking off with remy but i knew for certain that i hadn't heard anyone cry out in pain (remy would have pulled at his face or went after a handful of hair and it hurts!). i scanned the room and finally found him. he had rolled his way over to the stereo. guess it was time to get crunk'n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you always hear of those mom turned millionaires. well i've got my idea ready for patenting! i am going to make a little hamsters-like ball so the baby can roll around in a safe environment that way parents don't have to ask 'hey honey, wheres the baby?' or think a masked man snatched their little peanut when really he's just cruising the only way he knows how. i'm even thinking i might just put a damp rag in his hand and let him have at it on the kitchen floor until the ball is created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-3661058635133880959</id><published>2007-02-22T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T16:08:02.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Macchiato STAT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rd4iM2IMZFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kRGGCwIeih8/s1600-h/remy+5.5+months+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034499037530448978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rd4iM2IMZFI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kRGGCwIeih8/s400/remy+5.5+months+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rd4giWIMZCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qkgqiuRBm28/s1600-h/remy+5.5+months+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034497207874380834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rd4giWIMZCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/qkgqiuRBm28/s400/remy+5.5+months+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rd4gjGIMZDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7wjc-sVN3cs/s1600-h/remy+5.5+months+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034497220759282738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Rd4gjGIMZDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7wjc-sVN3cs/s400/remy+5.5+months+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;not quite 6 months old and he already has a flare for good coffee...err cardboard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-3661058635133880959?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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duration of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i have been commited and faithful to regular exercise for the first time since remy was born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* our pathfinder is at home and working well now :)&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/25088312-376061298275099929?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/376061298275099929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=376061298275099929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/376061298275099929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/376061298275099929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/02/whats-goin-down.html' title='Whats Goin Down'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-8567451027026984011</id><published>2007-02-07T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T17:59:46.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warm Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Cookies</title><content type='html'>comfort food. thats what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a few days of stressing over our vehicle's undeniable-that-left-it-undriveable problems its time to go through the healing process. so before the under estimated quote comes in i took 30 minutes tonight to whip up a batch of cookies so i could eat my emotions rather than display them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stranded. snowing. baby in the backseat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;circumstances that leave you feeling helpless and seriously wanting to cry. in a city of over one million people it can be hard to imagine feeling completely lonely even though you see people all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bittersweet to watch the pathfinder crawl on the flat deck. uber glad to be off the side of the road but sick knowing that the only way to get it back is to drain our piggybank. there is always &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; isn't there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not the first time our vehicle has left us to jump through hoops. in the summer when it was hotter than haities and i crazy big pregnant style our air conditioner cluth burnt and we were 9 hours from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mentioned to lindsay that some days i just want to &lt;strong&gt;live&lt;/strong&gt; and not do all of this other shit that you have to do first. today definately classifies as one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom used to break it down for me and set up reality-like scenarios for when i'm in 'the real world', such as make me choose between giving my loved one an anniversary gift or paying a little more on my mortgage. well, valentines day is next week and my pathfinder is in the garage... luckily it's the thought that counts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-8567451027026984011?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/8567451027026984011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-201360695837538887</id><published>2007-02-05T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T12:51:54.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's A Hard Workin Man (with a white hard hat)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RceFFGwa7eI/AAAAAAAAAD4/CV3sMwex0Lk/s1600-h/remy+5+months+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028133831741992418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RceFFGwa7eI/AAAAAAAAAD4/CV3sMwex0Lk/s320/remy+5+months+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was an early morning at our house today (and not just &lt;em&gt;our&lt;/em&gt; definition of early but &lt;strong&gt;everybody's&lt;/strong&gt; definition of that word).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today is lindsay's first official day as a bit salesman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was noon when i first heard from him and so far it was going good. him and his boss had already made a drop-off out at a lease and they were about to go for lunch downtown.  swanky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and just for the record, he did not leave home with my lunch pail, it was simply for effect. obviously, or that sandwich would be looking pretty chintzy right about now compared to a hot meal served in an upscale downtown eatery.&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&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-201360695837538887?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/201360695837538887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=201360695837538887' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/201360695837538887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/201360695837538887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/02/hes-hard-workin-man-with-white-hard-hat.html' title='He&apos;s A Hard Workin Man (with a white hard hat)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RceFFGwa7eI/AAAAAAAAAD4/CV3sMwex0Lk/s72-c/remy+5+months+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-3190485612717639981</id><published>2007-01-27T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T01:26:33.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life As I Knew It, Isn't Anymore :)</title><content type='html'>you &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;migh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;t say i am just a mom. i &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; say your right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been in the business for almost 5 months and it has already turned my world into something i am not sure i can &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fully&lt;/span&gt; describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; not wait to wake up each morning because i am so anxious to see what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;remy&lt;/span&gt; will be capable of doing that day beyond the smiles, cuddles and giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once the day is moving along its play time, meaning watching him grab his feet, a toy, roll around or gnaw on his books. all of these activities are always impressing me because he gets better at it every day. yeah, you should see those endless attempts at chewing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cardboardish&lt;/span&gt; books, they are really paying off now! the color is even coming off the pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after marvelling his progress its time to chill in the rocker with our feet up (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; off tho i have learned, otherwise he doesn't pay attention to me). there is always a special moment to be had in the rocking chair during quality time, here you can say anything to him and he just shows you love right back. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next up we run an errand or two. he doesn't care how far we go or how long it takes us just as long as we go. he always smiles when you put on his cute little coat and are tucking him away in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt;. to a child every day is a new day, there are so many discoveries to be made and he seems to know that car rides offer an abundance of exploration time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just kind of fly by the seat of our pants after that but guaranteed it is great stuff and it is filled with an immeasurable amount of time spent doing patty-cake mad libs or dancing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of the mirror, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt; slobber-finger attacks on the glass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i may not have a career on the go and that might make me just a mom, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; take it. gladly  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;i will&lt;/span&gt; take it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025142444132810578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RbzkbbhGP1I/AAAAAAAAADo/GQxiQdIn4bA/s200/remy+4.5+months+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-3190485612717639981?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/3190485612717639981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=3190485612717639981' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/3190485612717639981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/3190485612717639981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/01/life-as-i-knew-it-isnt-anymore.html' title='Life As I Knew It, Isn&apos;t Anymore :)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RbzkbbhGP1I/AAAAAAAAADo/GQxiQdIn4bA/s72-c/remy+4.5+months+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-9110142202714219648</id><published>2007-01-17T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T00:20:59.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Ra8ad6kwcTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7Rd7ravJ-aw/s1600-h/remy+4.5+months+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021261210783346994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="152" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/Ra8ad6kwcTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7Rd7ravJ-aw/s200/remy+4.5+months+008.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;here is nothing more perfect than being greeted with a huge toothless grin from your son in the morning, espeically when he holds off until 9am to give it to you {and then crashes for another 2 as soon as he eats}. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in all fairness its not his fault he needs to catch so much shut eye. lately remy's days have been filled with constant exploration. this includes but is not limited to inspecting new faces and roughing up the familiar ones , make your heart melt giggles, rolling over for those who are quick enough to catch a glimpse, voguing out infront of the mirror....scaring himself...and then voguing out again. such a pretty boy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i just &lt;em&gt;lOvE&lt;/em&gt; him so much!&lt;/span&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/25088312-9110142202714219648?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/9110142202714219648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=9110142202714219648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/9110142202714219648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to kickstart the new year we have cleaned out and organized our basement. might sound boring but it was almost a little bit liberating. i like to hang on to every old thing, i have a story and an excuse behind every item of why it should not be shipped off or tossed out. luckily lindsay didn't buy into many of my counter excuses otherwise i can't see our 4th level looking much different than from when we started out. but just so were all on the same page, he &lt;em&gt;also&lt;/em&gt; had a diffcult time setting his goods free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;anywho, its done. the basement is tres clean and goodwill isn't going to know what to do with themselves when sift thru all of our treasures, but i think our sanitation tech might have a few choice words for us next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;we've also had a little bit of goodness come our way over the past 10 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;first of all we mistakenly received an upgraded high chair (not extensively tho, were talking a few dollars here, okay crimestoppers? so put down your phones). normally if i am involved it goes the other way and i get the short end of the stick. i'm more than positive karma will come to bite me in the ass but for now i am going to enjoy being treated by a multi-billion dollar corporation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;then lindsay was offered an oilfield related sales job from out of nowhere (more details on that later).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;january has been keeping us in good spirits for sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-6510451034789421263?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/6510451034789421263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=6510451034789421263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/6510451034789421263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/6510451034789421263'/><link rel='alternate' 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come and go and by the time i got all of our gifts put away, the christmas money spent, and a little bit of visiting done, it was time to count down the last 15 seconds of '06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tried hard to introduce some new traditions to our new family, overall it was very special. here is our holiday season in a (chocolate covered) nutshell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RZn5SxivlAI/AAAAAAAAABw/-GIPZGoVGq8/s1600-h/IMG_2091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015313760985781250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RZn5SxivlAI/AAAAAAAAABw/-GIPZGoVGq8/s320/IMG_2091.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;zoo lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RZn5pRivlBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/83kdImoH7Vo/s1600-h/IMG_2092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015314147532837906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RZn5pRivlBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/83kdImoH7Vo/s320/IMG_2092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;zoo lights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RZn7ixivlDI/AAAAAAAAACI/hYpfUnDGJRY/s1600-h/IMG_2074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015316234886943794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RZn7ixivlDI/AAAAAAAAACI/hYpfUnDGJRY/s320/IMG_2074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;the final touch on our 'burry nice merry christmas tree' as quoted by our friendly pizza deliver man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RZn8PhivlEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/QiAI0tFvIxs/s1600-h/GetAttachment21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015317003686089794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" height="267" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RZn8PhivlEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/QiAI0tFvIxs/s320/GetAttachment21.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;remy and his goods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-4471341097636596685?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/4471341097636596685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=4471341097636596685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/4471341097636596685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/4471341097636596685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='2  007'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RZn5SxivlAI/AAAAAAAAABw/-GIPZGoVGq8/s72-c/IMG_2091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-8183916684669549410</id><published>2006-12-18T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:29:23.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmysanta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RYeGFbLrU5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/skCsyscvMQU/s1600-h/Christmas+Outfit+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010120538227168146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RYeGFbLrU5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/skCsyscvMQU/s320/Christmas+Outfit+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RYeGF7LrU6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/7o95gp9UOPQ/s1600-h/Christmas+Outfit+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010120546817102754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RYeGF7LrU6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/7o95gp9UOPQ/s320/Christmas+Outfit+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RYeGGbLrU7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/sDEhPFWYUOg/s1600-h/Christmas+Outfit+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010120555407037362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RYeGGbLrU7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/sDEhPFWYUOg/s320/Christmas+Outfit+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RYeGG7LrU8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/n3V7eAbMlYw/s1600-h/Christmas+Outfit+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010120563996971970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RYeGG7LrU8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/n3V7eAbMlYw/s320/Christmas+Outfit+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RYeGHbLrU9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/uYeADSe-2FE/s1600-h/Christmas+Outfit+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010120572586906578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RYeGHbLrU9I/AAAAAAAAAAs/uYeADSe-2FE/s320/Christmas+Outfit+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;he's made his list and checked it twice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-8183916684669549410?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/8183916684669549410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=8183916684669549410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/8183916684669549410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/8183916684669549410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/12/ohmysanta.html' title='ohmysanta!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-ADMXnljr8w/RYeGFbLrU5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/skCsyscvMQU/s72-c/Christmas+Outfit+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-566168395103124310</id><published>2006-12-16T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T21:55:11.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Constellation Dear</title><content type='html'>i went for coffee by myself {and with remy} tonight. i enjoy going by myself because it lets me people watch. i watch their interactions and wonder all sorts of things about them when i don't even know them. not that long ago i saw a grown man, who was also by himself, crying. it really tugged at my heart strings. for some reason, sad eyes always tug at my h. strings, and i'm someone who likes to keep a stranger, a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it also lets me think. sometimes, even mostly just about myself. this little time of 'self discovery' is nice because there are no distractions unless i allow them {and after travelling as many miles as i have on the greyhound i have learned how to avoid such random annoeyances; a'men to the makers of ipod}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i watch people come and go or sit and drink their fancy soy lattes, it gives me a new perspective on certain things. sometimes on things i never would have thought about or realized before.  like skinny jeans DO look okay on not just stick-thin waifs but on real people as well. and that beautiful is everywhere and conversation isn't always necessary at my table if i have a warm mocha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next thing you know an hour has gone by and you haven't once been bothered by the thought that your having coffee by yourself because your too busy watching everybody else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-566168395103124310?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/566168395103124310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=566168395103124310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/566168395103124310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/566168395103124310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/12/constellation-dear.html' title='Constellation Dear'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-116555873451946516</id><published>2006-12-07T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T23:50:53.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A-rha-pha-pum-pumm</title><content type='html'>i have christmas spirit and theres no denying it. after getting remy's picture taken with santa (or an oddly dressed stranger for the less optimistic) and buying him his very own stocking with his name on it a few days ago, i am craving christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we bought our tree and not just &lt;strong&gt;ANY &lt;/strong&gt;tree, tree 'L'; the beautiful large attention-screaming prelit white tree. ideally we agreed on 'F'. a nice modest traditional prelit green tree. but of course, *ucking superstore is sold out of tree 'F' till who knows when. if it was any consolation, tree 'M' was in stock. thanks but no thanks. i don't want the underdog's cousin in my front window, i have a &lt;em&gt;son&lt;/em&gt; and this is his &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; christmas and i simply cannot take a picture of him beside his first christmas tree on christmas morning with tree &lt;em&gt;'M'&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so away we went with smiles as big as only suckers could have carrying tree 'L'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its now grandstaging our front room and hogging up all the window space it can muster but its fantastic at the same time because its beautiful and that picture on christmas morning will be perfect for years to come :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-116555873451946516?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/116555873451946516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=116555873451946516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116555873451946516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116555873451946516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/12/rha-pha-pum-pumm.html' title='A-rha-pha-pum-pumm'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-116516771033839281</id><published>2006-12-03T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T15:34:53.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ICEBREAKER</title><content type='html'>last night was fight night in calgary and making his fighting debut &lt;em&gt;since remy was born&lt;/em&gt;, lindsay fought a polish new yorker. lindsay had the first round, second round was even and in the third lucasz lang took it for the win. it was unfortunate but lindsay isn't too upset so he gets the sportsmanship award in my books. he is vowing to have better conditioning for his next fight so we are looking forward to that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weighing in at 147 pounds its lindsay rae, RAAAAAAE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/2615/1600/134980/H2H%2520Icebreaker%2520Weigh-ins%2520009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/2615/320/218308/H2H%2520Icebreaker%2520Weigh-ins%2520009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-116516771033839281?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/116516771033839281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=116516771033839281' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116516771033839281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116516771033839281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/12/icebreaker.html' title='ICEBREAKER'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-116443737487920258</id><published>2006-11-24T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T23:49:34.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Verdict Is In</title><content type='html'>siskel and ebert give it two thumbs up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/2615/1600/177413/Misc2%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/2615/400/24295/Misc2%20006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-116443737487920258?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/116443737487920258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=116443737487920258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116443737487920258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116443737487920258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/11/verdict-is-in.html' title='The Verdict Is In'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-116443690654791141</id><published>2006-11-24T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T23:52:12.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone But Not Forgotten</title><content type='html'>i've been a little bit busy with a small do-it-yourself home project the past 2 weeks and therefore unavailable to keep up with other rituals such as the blog posting. i bet there were many attempts made by some avid readers and they often clicked away feeling disappointed, sorry about that ;) jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my home reno dates back to may when we first moved into our home. we spent a vigorous 13 days painting the entire pad (even after calling in recruits) and then we both swore off painting for the rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very shortly after tho, we thought the house could possibly use a little more color, especially in the kitchen. i took one for the team and bought some paint and a few rollers. it was supposed to be a quick and easy paint job on only 2 walls of our kitchen but the splash of color made such awesome eye candy that the other 2 walls pretty much painted themselves! as a reward 2 new beautiful pictures were purchased to add the perfect touch. after seeing how good things were looking i was so motivated i couldn't just stop there, my kitchen was begging for change. so onto the patio and window trim. finito! ...ceramic tile? SURE!! (actually i can't take credit for that idea, it was mona's and i had to solicit help from my mom) it might've taken a second go at it to get it right but it was worth the blood, sweat and tears, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so these pictures tell the tale of my past 2 weeks and our kitchen's make-over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/2615/1600/255324/Misc%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/2615/320/624775/Misc%20006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/2615/1600/51529/Misc%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/2615/320/187398/Misc%20003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6092/2615/1600/69835/Misc%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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back on the chocolate diet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-116287513374019912?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/116287513374019912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=116287513374019912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116287513374019912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116287513374019912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/11/tim-tams-part-2.html' title='Tim Tams Part 2'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-116245149032143922</id><published>2006-11-01T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T02:45:04.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea &amp; Tim Tams</title><content type='html'>i have sworn off our local superstore more times than you could probably shake a stick at because of the overcrowdedness and slow moving people with jumbo sized carts who husk the corn on the cob in the middle of the small aisle then deciede not to buy the stupid thing and leave it in the bin only to get to the cashier and have to wait in line for 15 minutes because some people don't understand that the '12 items or less' sign means you SHOULD NOT go to that register when your jumbo sized cart is overfilled with about 42 items!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but alas, i was at the superstore yet again tonight. its like sticking your tongue to something metal outdoors in the winter time, you know you shouldn't but you do it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started when earlier in the afternooon lindsay and i thought it would be nice to have a relaxing evening of tea and tim tams. mmm yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to make this more than a pipedream we needed supplies and i knew just the place because in this weeks flier silver kettles are on sale for $9.99 at superstore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm at the superstore register (finally) and the cashier lady asks 'what is the word for this?' while she holds up my kettle that isn't bearing a upc code (i should have known at this point things weren't going to go good). after 5 minutes of some dude pathetically claiming to attempt twice to find the one and only kettle for $9.99, i ended up paying for my other goods after putting in my 2 cents , going back to the shelf of kettles and picking up another one with a upc code and again getting back in line for another 15 minute wait. but on my way to grabbing another kettle i noticed that one of my purchases which i had already paid for and bagged was open and half eaten, and not by me. SICK! of course, it was the bloody tim tams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the gobbledegook i must admit that the tea and tim tams were worth the hassle but i'm seriously going to boycott that place (along with tim hortons) until conditions improve. and even though i am used to these frustrating mishaps a person can only take so much before they need to stick it to the man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-116245149032143922?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/116245149032143922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=116245149032143922' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116245149032143922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116245149032143922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/11/tea-tim-tams.html' title='Tea &amp; Tim Tams'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-116216469312695082</id><published>2006-10-29T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T16:37:58.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROADTRIP!</title><content type='html'>last night we took a little drive to lethbridge to watch a fightcard and support the calgary fighters. remy quite enjoyed himself and the bouts although he conked out before the event was finished (but were not complaining!). besides the actual fights there was also sideshow entainment and it was awesome. with halloween being right around the corner some people chose to sport costumes, and adults wearing costumes is funny stuff. but adults wearing costumes &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; also being ring guys/gals is halarious. typically ring girls always get the hoots and hollas no matter how trashy or NON-trashy they look and the ring boys most definately always get booed hardcore, with the exception of last night. these guys dressed up as emt's with aviators and fake stashes took turns jumping in the ring between each round and would play up the crowd by doing shadow boxing while holding the round number card. the wannabe kokanee girls didn't even hold a candle to the emt's and they were in uber trashy garments. gooooood stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remy isn't even two months old and this was already his second time at the fights. this kid definatley won't be an amateur for long...and maybe next time we'll even take a picture with the ring in sight!! lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%207%20%26%208%20%20Week%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/200/Remy%27s%207%20%26%208%20%20Week%20023.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-116216469312695082?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/116216469312695082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=116216469312695082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116216469312695082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116216469312695082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/10/roadtrip.html' title='ROADTRIP!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-116089071369079204</id><published>2006-10-14T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T10:26:32.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheater Cheater Chocolate Eater!</title><content type='html'>hot off the press &lt;em&gt;"lindsay rae devours chocolate cheesecake"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, was it not just the other day we had promised to no longer live a life with chocolate in any way, shape, or form for the next while? i don't care whose mom made that cake-it was forbidden! silly lindsay, he figured me to be the weak chink in the chain. tisk tisk 8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-116089071369079204?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/116089071369079204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=116089071369079204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116089071369079204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116089071369079204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/10/cheater-cheater-chocolate-eater.html' title='Cheater Cheater Chocolate Eater!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-116059996050573901</id><published>2006-10-11T14:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T23:34:17.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty Pleasures</title><content type='html'>i love chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i "would drink chocolate" if i could according to lindsay's brilliant insight on this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate tastes so good because its bad. bad can be measured in terms of guilt. and feeling guilty is never good unless you just ate chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cadbury knows it:&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't it be nice if the world was cadbury?&lt;br /&gt;you could surf inside a chocolate tube&lt;br /&gt;ride the waves from now until forever&lt;br /&gt;wipeout and never get a bruise&lt;br /&gt;and if a shark comes up and tries to bite you&lt;br /&gt;you could say "i'm chocolate! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IIIIIIIII&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; invite you!" &lt;br /&gt;wouldn't it be nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that poetry needs to be belted out loud and proud to the beat of the beach boys melody (if your having trouble getting it right, lindsay does a fine rendition with animated jazz hands).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the two of us have been getting out of control with this matter (chocolate eating, not the singing) we have deceided its time to step up and end the maddness and midnight cravings--but not before we had dixie act as concierge and bring us one last dose of delightful darkness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chocolate withdrawl begins now &lt;em&gt;{sigh}&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-116059996050573901?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/116059996050573901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=116059996050573901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116059996050573901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/116059996050573901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/10/guilty-pleasures.html' title='Guilty Pleasures'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-116014918615821542</id><published>2006-10-06T09:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T09:39:46.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers Block</title><content type='html'>i've been experiencing a bad case of bloggers block lately so i figured since all else had failed...here's remy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%20Fifth%20Week%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Remy%27s%20Fifth%20Week%20003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now remy has a nasty cold but his daddy has been faithfully suckin out those boogs like nobody's business. i on the other hand have to find alternative ways to partake in his healing process for now as i do not feel totally comfortable invading somebody elses personal space like that :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more plesant note, remy has been smiling for over a week now and its a very precious sight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-116014918615821542?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-115999447488729125</id><published>2006-10-04T14:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:51:02.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Foilage</title><content type='html'>HAPPY FALL EVERYONE!! &lt;br /&gt;...&lt;em&gt;and may all your leaves blow onto somebody elses yard ;)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/leavessubmit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/400/leavessubmit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115999447488729125?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-115861267912630031</id><published>2006-09-18T14:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T14:51:19.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's In You :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%20Second%20Week%20%26%20Half%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/400/Remy%27s%20Second%20Week%20%26%20Half%20012.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing seems to be the way that it used to &lt;br /&gt;Every thing seems shallow &lt;br /&gt;God give me truth, in me &lt;br /&gt;And tell me somebody's watching, over me &lt;br /&gt;And that is all I'm praying is that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I will understand &lt;br /&gt;God's whole plan &lt;br /&gt;And what he's done to me &lt;br /&gt;Oh but maybe, someday I will breathe &lt;br /&gt;And I'll finally see, &lt;br /&gt;I'll see it all in my baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you run too fast, my dear &lt;br /&gt;Why don't you stop? &lt;br /&gt;Just stop and listen to your tears &lt;br /&gt;They're all you've got &lt;br /&gt;It's in you, &lt;br /&gt;You see, &lt;br /&gt;Somebody's watching over you &lt;br /&gt;And that is all I'm praying is that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, You will understand &lt;br /&gt;God's whole plan &lt;br /&gt;And what he does to you &lt;br /&gt;Oh but baby, someday you will breathe &lt;br /&gt;And you'll finally see &lt;br /&gt;You'll see it all in your baby &lt;br /&gt;You'll see it all in your baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No moment will be more true &lt;br /&gt;Than the moment I look at you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in you, &lt;br /&gt;You see, &lt;br /&gt;Somebody is watching over you &lt;br /&gt;And that is all I'm praying is that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday you will understand &lt;br /&gt;God's whole plan &lt;br /&gt;And what it does to you &lt;br /&gt;Oh, but, baby, &lt;br /&gt;Someday you will breathe &lt;br /&gt;And you'll finally see &lt;br /&gt;You'll see it all in your baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-britney spears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%206th%20%26%207th%20Days%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/200/Remy%27s%206th%20%26%207th%20Days%20026.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%20Second%20Week%20%26%20Half%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/200/Remy%27s%20Second%20Week%20%26%20Half%20018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115861267912630031?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115861267912630031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115861267912630031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115861267912630031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115861267912630031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-in-you.html' title='It&apos;s In You :)'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-115818093102598245</id><published>2006-09-13T14:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T14:57:39.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shit Is Nuclear</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;due to the nature of this graphic topic i have opted against using any pictures for this post.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lindsay and i both agree that while were not exhausted by the never-ending-totally-messy diaper changes, its just that, well... baby shit is nuclear and the smell is enough to 'gag the shit flies' as it was quoted at the blerot reunion :) but underneath it all we really and absolutely &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; the parenting life; the good, bad and the gross. probably because remy is the sweetest boy ever and its amusing that every little thing he does seems to intruige us in some way. from his innocent facial expressions to dirty diapers we are wrapped around his super long little finger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115818093102598245?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115818093102598245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115818093102598245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lot of fun learning about our new little guy. heres a few pictures of his first week at home with lindsay and i (you will note that bath time is not his favortive time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%206th%20%26%207th%20Days%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Remy%27s%206th%20%26%207th%20Days%20013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%206th%20%26%207th%20Days%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Remy%27s%206th%20%26%207th%20Days%20009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%206th%20%26%207th%20Days%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Remy%27s%206th%20%26%207th%20Days%20018.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%206th%20%26%207th%20Days%20014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Remy%27s%206th%20%26%207th%20Days%20014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115759293897480542?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115759293897480542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115759293897480542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115759293897480542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115759293897480542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/09/remys-one-week-old-today.html' title='Remy&apos;s One week  Old Today'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-115742474838919567</id><published>2006-09-04T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:07:45.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Boy!</title><content type='html'>(drumroll please...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy-Hospital%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/400/Remy-Hospital%20022.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REMY SCOTT RAE&lt;/strong&gt; is a beautiful addition to our family and luckily he didn't keep us waiting &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; long. remy was born august 30th, 2006. he weighed 7pds, 11oz and was 19" long. along with an abundance of long black hair he has blue eyes that make your heart melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%20Fifth%20Day%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Remy%27s%20Fifth%20Day%20004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%20First%204%20Days%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Remy%27s%20First%204%20Days%20007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%20First%204%20Days%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Remy%27s%20First%204%20Days%20009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Remy%27s%20First%204%20Days%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Remy%27s%20First%204%20Days%20037.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115742474838919567?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115742474838919567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115742474838919567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Baby Rae's Nursery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Baby%20Rae%20Nursery%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Baby%20Rae%20Nursery%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Baby%20Rae%20Nursery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Baby%20Rae%20Nursery.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Baby%20Rae%20Nursery%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Baby%20Rae%20Nursery%20003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Baby%20Rae%20Nursery%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Baby%20Rae%20Nursery%20004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Baby%20Rae%20Nursery%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Baby%20Rae%20Nursery%20007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115665551421742542?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115665551421742542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115665551421742542' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115665551421742542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115665551421742542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/08/voila-baby-raes-nursery.html' title='Voila! Baby Rae&apos;s Nursery'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-115621136852049810</id><published>2006-08-21T19:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T17:15:22.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Phalanges Do Not Belong In or Near The Palate!</title><content type='html'>phalanges = fingers&lt;br /&gt;palate = mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm using anatomical terms because its more discreet and this is a quasi-sensitive subject. germs are among us therefore caution is a great preventative strategy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are 4 days shy of our due date and lindsay and i just wanted to touch on a lil somethin we are feeling pretty strongly about. silly as it may sound we've deceided to just put it all on the table so i don't have to scream "I THINK THE BABY JUST POOPED!" and run upstairs with our bebe (in fact i think running up the stairs with a newborn would be more dangerous than germs!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...-babies are so fragile in those first few weeks. they haven't had a chance to build up an immune system yet. so, even if aunt martha (Jenny mccarthy's aunt not mine but you get the idea) comes over healthy as a nut and puts her finger in your baby's grip, who knows what's &lt;strong&gt;ON&lt;/strong&gt; aunt martha's finger or &lt;strong&gt;where&lt;/strong&gt; the hell aunt martha's finger has been? what orfice was she poking around in? hopfully not uncle hank's. as soon as aunt martha removes her finger from the baby's grip, you can be damn sure the baby is putting his little hand right into his mouth. so then &lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt; panic because my baby probably just ate part of uncle hank's ass."&lt;br /&gt;-jenny mccarthy, baby laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to the next problem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...people who put their own finger in your baby's mouth to gnaw on while the baby is teething. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?????? ahhh. that's when psycho mom completely busts a nut. all i remember was that my eyes crossed and my veins pulsed out of my head as i shouted, 'WOW I THINK THE BABY JUST POOPED' and snatched my baby back."&lt;br /&gt;-jenny mccarthy, baby laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our prenatal instructor said that when you get company after having a newborn that you should make them do a chore before they can hold the new precious baby. were not that far off our rockers so instead we are simply insisting that you don't put your stinky finger in our baby's palate OR there will be a chore with your name on it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115621136852049810?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115621136852049810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115621136852049810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115621136852049810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115621136852049810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/08/phalanges-do-not-belong-in-or-near.html' title='Phalanges Do Not Belong In or Near The Palate!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-115605243046548048</id><published>2006-08-19T23:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:40:31.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pickle Puppets</title><content type='html'>while i was out for the afternoon today i came across the most unusual bonus with purchase: a pickle puppet. for all the bicks lovers out there, they are getting a steal with their next jar of pickles. i on the other hand, although quite intrigued by the green finger toy, won't personally be a victim of this marketing gig because i love valasic pickles far too much to stray. i'm brand loyal not just because they are crunchy AND juicey like that little 8 year old girl would have you note on the teev but because i just really like them. cute little stork and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of storks, has it actually been proven that they are not the ones who drop off babies? if theres any doubt, i'd like to know! although i am not as worried as i was 17 weeks ago i'm still up for any potential possibilities that are out there.&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this might not have any relevance to anything i have said so far but i am positive its worth mentioning. i was putting away some laundry tonight and opened our linen closet. there were a few towels in there that didn't look like any of the others.  it wasn't necessarily due to our towels being different colors but more so because of the lack of their fold lines. it really made me smile cuz those are the fold lines that my husband makes. &lt;br /&gt;sounds like a simple pleasure i know, but it was an uber sweet gesture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115605243046548048?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115605243046548048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115605243046548048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115605243046548048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115605243046548048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/08/pickle-puppets.html' title='Pickle Puppets'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-115518566749761558</id><published>2006-08-09T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T22:58:10.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Girl &amp; Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Gayla%20%26%20Kris%27s%20Wedding%20007.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/400/Gayla%20%26%20Kris%27s%20Wedding%20007.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS GAYLA &amp; KRIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister and brand new brother-in-law got married august 5th, 2006. it was a very special day with many family members and friends there to share the good times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lying here with you&lt;br /&gt;Listenin' to the rain&lt;br /&gt;Smilin' just to see&lt;br /&gt;The smile upon your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments I'll remember all my life&lt;br /&gt;I've found all I've waited for&lt;br /&gt;And I could not ask for more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Seein' all I need&lt;br /&gt;Everything you are&lt;br /&gt;Is everything in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments&lt;br /&gt;I know heaven must exist&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments&lt;br /&gt;I know all I need is this&lt;br /&gt;I've found all I've waited for, yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I could not ask for more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115518566749761558?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115518566749761558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115518566749761558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115518566749761558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115518566749761558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/08/wedding-girl-boy.html' title='Wedding Girl &amp; Boy'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-115414864684047943</id><published>2006-07-28T22:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T07:59:48.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Belly Full of Laughs</title><content type='html'>"so, anyway, like i was saying...wait, what was i saying? ..is my baby going to come out looking like a chocolate chip cookie??"  -jenny mccarthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know when you actually read a rEalLy delightful book and you just have to share? thats what i am doing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days ago i lost myself in jenny mccarthy's literary work and it truly was laugh out loud funny stuff. i can't take credit for finding this little treasure though, it came highly recommended by my sister, and now i am praising it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    &lt;strong&gt;belly laughs&lt;/strong&gt; its called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/073820949X.01._BO2%2C204%2C203%2C200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow%2CTopRight%2C45%2C-64_AA240_SH20_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/400/073820949X.01._BO2%2C204%2C203%2C200_PIsitb-dp-500-arrow%2CTopRight%2C45%2C-64_AA240_SH20_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its about her own personal trials and tribulations about &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt; pregnancy. there is a lot of truth (the ugly kind of truth), she gives it to you straight and its halarious!! its only funny because its so true, if you have a raunchy sense of humor.. whether you have been pregnant, are preggers or have plans for pregohood in the future then i totally suggest you read it-i'll even lend you my copy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read this book in one afternoon. sooooo goood. just like a real chocolate chip cookie, not the baby-looking kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...what are you doing still reading my blog?? &lt;strong&gt;GO READ THE BOOK SILLY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115414864684047943?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115414864684047943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115414864684047943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115414864684047943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115414864684047943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/07/belly-full-of-laughs.html' title='A Belly Full of Laughs'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-115368645565819336</id><published>2006-07-23T13:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T16:50:55.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Can Drag You Away From Yourself</title><content type='html'>everyone needs to pay tribute to themseleves every once in a while. for me its cranking up 'fight for your right..' and having a good times montage run thru my head. it takes a diehard to nail the &lt;em&gt;BUSTED!&lt;/em&gt; line and i don't mean to brag but i can make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you grow older but never forget and no matter how much you change you can always find your way back because &lt;strong&gt;nothing can drag you away from yourself&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that thought in mind;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting super excited that in 5 weeks our little one will be here safe and sound, god willing. it will be amazing to see what will all transpire after that remarkable day. no more all-about-me-miss-diva attitude but no doubt i'll still take a moment here and there to sing obnoxiously loud to the beastie boys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115368645565819336?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115368645565819336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115368645565819336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115368645565819336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115368645565819336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/07/nothing-can-drag-you-away-from.html' title='Nothing Can Drag You Away From Yourself'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-115275157668140332</id><published>2006-07-12T18:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T18:57:57.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stampede-a-palooza</title><content type='html'>it was date night for lindsay and i last night and we decided to check out the ol'stampede grounds. we showed up right when melissa o'neil was singing and i guess she must have really did it for us because we stayed for her whole performance. she's a funny character and i can see how she won canadian idol. p.s. shes humble too. for her encore performance she brought out her 'buddy' (yah i guess you can also add 'liar' to the list too because he's more like her boyfriend..) rex goudie and they sang a cute duet before calling 'er quits. anyways, heres a few pix for the authentically proud canadians out there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/July%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/July%20010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/July%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/July%20001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/July%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/July%20011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  lindsay and his buddies worked up an appetite after the concert and thought $10 texas turkey drumsticks sounded like the ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**p.s. there were absolutely no barbaric comments being made while they feasted on oversized chicken legs**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115275157668140332?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115275157668140332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115275157668140332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115275157668140332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115275157668140332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/07/stampede-palooza.html' title='Stampede-a-palooza'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-115134582362699667</id><published>2006-06-26T12:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T12:17:03.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Pictures!</title><content type='html'>just thought we'd share a few more pictures of wedded bliss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Wedding%20Day%20008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Wedding%20Day%20008.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Wedding%20Day%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Wedding%20Day%20009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Wedding%20Day%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Wedding%20Day%20013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Wedding%20Day%20004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Wedding%20Day%20004.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Wedding%20Day%20007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Wedding%20Day%20007.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Wedding%20Day%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Wedding%20Day%20015.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Wedding%20Day%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Wedding%20Day%20010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really was a fantastic day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115134582362699667?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115134582362699667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115134582362699667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115134582362699667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115134582362699667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/06/wedding-pictures.html' title='Wedding Pictures!'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-115129820783963124</id><published>2006-06-25T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T11:59:06.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. &amp; Mrs. Rae</title><content type='html'>unbelievable. emotional. and naturally great.&lt;br /&gt;June 25th, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lindsay and i are married and we couldn't have asked for a better day. not only was the weather great but we got a huge surprize: mona (lindsay's mom) was at the venue to greet us and join us for the whole day unbeknownst to lindsay and i. we had no idea she was coming to the ceremony because we didn't really plan far enough ahead to give a lot of long distance relatives time to make travel arrangements...or so we thought :) it was a very cool surprize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ran into a few minor deterrences but it made the whole day more memorable. here is a rundown of our day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt; running a few minutes behind we show up at the ceremony location to be surprized by mona's arrival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt; we completed the ceremony and the commissioner announced us for the first time as 'mr. and mrs. wae' (she did correct herself but its still worth noting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;/strong&gt; we snapped a few dozen photos and then i made the realization that "i forgot my bouquet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)&lt;/strong&gt; came back to the house to open a few cards (full of support and advice) and gifts :) ate and chatted. then half of our guests left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5)&lt;/strong&gt; went to confederation park for a photo session where we could all really feel the heat. also, my mom (colleen) became sicker while we were all oblivious and we had her snap a few more pictures **remembered the bouquet though**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6)&lt;/strong&gt; went to fiore cantina for a nice supper with our moms and my sister, brittany. here, there was no mistaking how crummy my mom was feeling, meanwhile the rest of us ate a delicious meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7)&lt;/strong&gt; home again to relax and say good-bye to the rest of our guests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8)&lt;/strong&gt; suddenly remember that I forgot to give my mom back her new diamond earrings and necklace :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to figure out how to post a bunch of pictures on here but i will try again soon. for now these will have to do-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Prego%20Kristen%20002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Prego%20Kristen%20002.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/Prego%20Kristen%20010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/Prego%20Kristen%20010.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-115129820783963124?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/115129820783963124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=115129820783963124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115129820783963124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/115129820783963124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/06/mr-mrs-rae.html' title='Mr. &amp; Mrs. Rae'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-114973741039988791</id><published>2006-06-07T21:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T21:30:10.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday</title><content type='html'>lindsay was birthday boy yesterday!! he got to celebrate by hosting a little get together with his amigos at our place in the evening. it was entertaining and very filling (so much food!). silly me, i forgot to take pictures but in my defence, being pregnant has turned my short term memory into mush :(  on a lighter note, it was cute to see someone else who enjoys riding the birthday wave. happy belated birthday lindsay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-114973741039988791?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/114973741039988791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=114973741039988791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114973741039988791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114973741039988791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-belated-birthday.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-114912538189095894</id><published>2006-05-31T19:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T19:38:44.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Home</title><content type='html'>since we have almost been living in our new home for about a month i've decided its about time we unveil the mystery. there are many 'before' pictures and not so much with the 'after' shots because we still need blinds and accessories for many rooms so they still look incomplete right now. not to mention that one room is still completely bare due to the lack of competencey at The Brick; two thumbs down to them. Anyways.....enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/sept-05%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/sept-05%20038.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/sept-05%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/sept-05%20040.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/sept-05%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/sept-05%20026.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dreadful sunshine ceiling came down in a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; hurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/sept-05%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/sept-05%20030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/sept-05%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/sept-05%20032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still need blinds in the kitchen but the taupe sure helped to make it more lively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/sept-05%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/sept-05%20019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/sept-05%20035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/sept-05%20035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this couch is from United Furniture, had we ordered it from The Brick this room would still be bare too ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/sept-05%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/sept-05%20034.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is the rest of our living room. its an awkward setup so i wasn't able to get the rest of it in the shot. and we don't like the blue carpet either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly thats all the pix for now until we truly finish the rest of the rooms. i can't wait to show yous our bedroom because of the colors we used in there but i have to keep you in suspense for now! unless you come to visit then you can see it for yourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-114912538189095894?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/114912538189095894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=114912538189095894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114912538189095894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114912538189095894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/05/our-home.html' title='Our Home'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-114902899961299320</id><published>2006-05-30T16:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T16:43:19.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Needs Debate Class?</title><content type='html'>Sooooo its been a busy few days for lindsay and i. we had some company this weekend, monica and durwin, and on our travels thru the city we found a nice pathfinder that was for sale. after a short test drive we decided that it was exactly what we are in need of.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nothing is ever as simple as it should be when i am involved because well, i have had a tragic case of horrible-bad luck following me for many years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all there was no way on this green earth that this auto facility (transport) would take my car on a trade in because it was out of province, needed to be safetied and our salesman said that sunfires were not well liked on their lot (i know what your thinking right now, who &lt;em&gt;wouldn't&lt;/em&gt; want a sunfire?? EVERYBODY has one, lol). fair enough because selling privately could mean more capital gain but time is of the essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few more days go by and lindsay and i find out that transport is willing to sell us the pathfinder but there are 'conditions on the insurance' and such. alberta insurance is already pain-stakingly annoeying due to the fact that it is not done on a public level, let alone having extras included. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so with trying to be logical and mainly realistic we keep looking and did find another pathfinder. similar yes but truly not the same. options are different on them and one has clearly been taken better care of. and thats the thing, buying used there is just no guarantee so you have to be smart about your choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today we get down to the nitty gritty because we are ready to finalize the deal once a few issues have been sorted out. lindsay contacted our salesman about 8 times in 6 minutes and it went from: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transport: "no, we &lt;strong&gt;can not&lt;/strong&gt; take the sunfire in on trade"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transport: "well i guess you could bring the car down and we can try sell it on consignment"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transport: "you know what? just bring it in, we will buy it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. my lindsay is better than cher in 'clueless' with those debate tactics!! he made me very proud today with his persistence and smarts :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-114902899961299320?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/114902899961299320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=114902899961299320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114902899961299320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114902899961299320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/05/who-needs-debate-class.html' title='Who Needs Debate Class?'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-114842949073042876</id><published>2006-05-23T17:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T18:11:30.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The Devil finds work for idle hands." -proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather than waiting to see how true that wise quote really is, i was out of bed at 6am and off to my training seminar for a &lt;em&gt;world class secret shopper&lt;/em&gt;. the lecture was very informational of course but also interestingly fun at the same time. there are a lot of different ways to go about the program creatively and the schedule seems flexible which makes it not too shabby for the time being. i think this will be a very good thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-114842949073042876?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/114842949073042876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=114842949073042876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114842949073042876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114842949073042876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/05/devil-finds-work-for-idle-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-114798016110889107</id><published>2006-05-18T13:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T13:22:41.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling In</title><content type='html'>i have no idea where the time has went for the past two weeks! lindsay and i are officially all moved in to our new house and it really feels like home. we (lindsay, my mom and i) painted 3 levels top to bottom and that seemed to take forever. i will be sure to have pictures ready soon of the before and after shots for your curiousity sake. both of our parents gave us great gifts of furniture that filled our house quite nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the community we live in is fairly nice with lots of good ammenities really close by although the malls i like are not :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have plenty of room for guests so if you are ever around the area stop in!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-114798016110889107?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/114798016110889107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=114798016110889107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114798016110889107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114798016110889107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/05/settling-in.html' title='Settling In'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-114683323468722290</id><published>2006-05-05T06:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T07:16:30.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Worth It?</title><content type='html'>i think its really cool that you guys take the time to read this. i would love to read your comments as well. but seems there is an issue of signing up. so i must ask if i am worth it, worth the time it takes to sign up so you are enabled to leave comments, questions, your own thoughts...  i promise that it is only a 2 minute hassle of choosing a username and a password &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; blogspot will not spam your  e-mail account. plus if you leave me a message, others can read it and respond to &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;. how fun is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-114683323468722290?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/114683323468722290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=114683323468722290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114683323468722290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114683323468722290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/05/am-i-worth-it.html' title='Am I Worth It?'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-114627449975421661</id><published>2006-04-28T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:11:33.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tourists on the Towne</title><content type='html'>since the nice weather has hit we decided to hit up a few fun places:&lt;br /&gt;the zoo and the tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/IMG_1386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/IMG_1386.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the giraffe put on a nice show for us, it should have been a model! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/IMG_1396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/IMG_1396.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr. tiger was definately the highlight for us prarie kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/IMG_1390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/IMG_1390.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the gorilla's were pretty great too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/1600/IMG_1378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6092/2615/320/IMG_1378.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who do you think is taller, brittany or me??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-114627449975421661?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/114627449975421661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=114627449975421661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114627449975421661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114627449975421661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/04/tourists-on-towne.html' title='Tourists on the Towne'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-114610321289804872</id><published>2006-04-26T19:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T20:00:12.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Weeks</title><content type='html'>had another dr.'s appointment today. its a very familiar routine; weigh in, chit chat, take blood pressure, hear the heartbeat, and say good-bye. its what i saw on 'a baby story' today that is not so familiar and actually kind of terrifying. but i am only 22 weeks and things are looking good thus far so i will put off my thoughts on what comes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had a crazy tale or an unbelieveable escapade to share but my days have been focused on packing up my stuff. its a slow process for me and i prolly make it more painful than need be. take for example the boxes i haven't bothered to unpack since moving here 8 months ago, now i think they need to be REpacked in a more organized manner only to be unpacked again in a weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only real piece of news is that i have gotten a job as a secret shopper. for whom or what i cannot say because that would defeat the purpose of secrecy, but be aware when you see me out and about because i may be checking up on YOU! MUHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-114610321289804872?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/114610321289804872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=114610321289804872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114610321289804872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114610321289804872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/04/22-weeks_26.html' title='22 Weeks'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-114581190878449991</id><published>2006-04-23T10:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T11:05:08.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Forget Where Your At</title><content type='html'>another week of waiting on time has passed without really realizing it was going by. it was probably because of the weather-so beautiful for most of the days. activities such as playing catch, biking, walking, cleaning out our vehicles, and lounging in the sun have kept us outdoors and for the most part, active. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night's activity had us indoors but it was still fun. brittany, lindsay, and i went to a fight card in medicine hat (this is the same type of event that lindsay fights at). despite the novice level bouts, disorganization of the venue, and sitting ahead of an emotional M.O.F. (Mother Of Fighter) it was entertaining for us all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt this coming week will be as much fun and play because i need to finish packing. i thought i was close to being done but then more i walk around the house the more things i find that belong to me :( but i will be sure to take time off to go watch britt's first baseball game of the season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-114581190878449991?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/114581190878449991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=114581190878449991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114581190878449991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114581190878449991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/04/never-forget-where-your-at.html' title='Never Forget Where Your At'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-114514963200276145</id><published>2006-04-15T18:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T19:07:12.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ann's House</title><content type='html'>I Can Tell This Job Sucks Already:   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Boss (to the new employee): We are very keen on cleanliness. Did you wipe your feet on the mat as you came in? &lt;br /&gt;New employee: Yes, sir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: We are also keen on truthfulness. There is no mat.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought a little joke to get started would be nice although it seems to almost parallel my life a little too closely because i am a bull in a china shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(only such rediculous things could happen to me i am sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i set out for ann's house. since my mom is away i took on one of her spuratic calling clients to do a bit of light house cleaning. mom was what i will now call VAGUE with directions to get to this 87 year olds living quarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pull up to the 6-plex and parked in the back just like my mom had instructed me to do. but theres a problem; i don't see any doors at the back of this building. i know that ann lives in the end unit so off i go to the front of the building but encouter some prickly dry shrubs on the way. i was a bit shocked when i saw a 40ish year old woman open the door to 'ann's house'. i apologized to bother her and went to the other end unit to find ann. no answer there but the 40 year old lady came to see if i would like to phone her landlord to see what number ann's unit was. #1. of course, thats easy. but no unit's on the front claimed that number so i walked to the back of the building through the little shurbs once again and went looking for #1. i did manage to find it but i will say, it was not as easy as it should have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ann. sweet gal but not much for the hearing. i got started on my work. the first task was to wash the kitchen floor. as i was washing i noticed some dry flower parts on the floor, ann swept them up in a hurry and commented that 'she didn't realize her floor was that dirty'. i kept washing but kept finding more of the dry flowers. interstingly enough i noticed that the bottom 8 inches on my lulu's were covered in burrs and such. IT WAS ME CREATING THE MESS. great so i rolled up my pants to keep the shit under control. i tried to tell ann but i guess she didn't hear me. when it came time to dump the water i wanted to so she wouldn't notice all the burrs in the water but ann's a helpful lady and insisted that she do it. while she did that i set up the vaccum but not before i hear 'those men who came to drop my fridge must have brought all that dirt in here with their trolly cart' (now you may think i am a bit rotten for not setting her straight but shes sooooo hard of hearing and i guess she isn't walking around with 20/20 vision either becase her floor WAS spotless-before i got in there). things got better but not for long because i snagged some carpet that had unfinished edges with the vaccum and it made a horrendously loud sound. i say horrendously loud because ann even heard it in the other room. rather than me telling her i was capable of fixing it she got the scissors and laid down on the floor to fix it. ten minutes later i was on the move again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was almost finished ann let me know that i did not perform as quickly as my mom does. but i succeeded in pay, making $20 an hour to basically clean up my own mess (ironically more than what my quickly cleaning mom gets who prolly does not do such awful things). so i dunno, is there a lessen to be learned here? you tell me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-114514963200276145?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/114514963200276145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=114514963200276145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114514963200276145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114514963200276145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/04/anns-house.html' title='Ann&apos;s House'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25088312.post-114375587846515266</id><published>2006-03-30T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T15:55:06.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day in the life of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;getting ready to move in a few short weeks. its more exciting than every other time i have attempted the whole moving thing because this time i will be moving into &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; house (mine and lindsay's house that is). for those of you who have one already you can understand when i say it can be quite the process to get your hands on one you like! we have a ton of ideas about various projects we would like to do because our new home is 20 years old--there is just so much potential. we are going to start out with simply painting and see where that takes us but it surely won't be out to the back deck to have a paralyzer after all that hard work, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;everything is progressing well with our little fetus :) because of the move we have to switch dr.'s and that makes me a bit nervous, i just hope we get one that we like!! but in this day and age i guess we were lucky to find a dr. that is taking new patients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;seem to have a lot going on these days but its all just speculation right now. keep waiting for the days to pass and all of these events to actually take place...and we all know that i do not possess any patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;onto something totally different: i was a working girl this week. it felt nice to accomplish a few things with a paycheck to boot! but alas, all good things must come to an end and by sunday i will be back to the stay-at-home-me i have come to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25088312-114375587846515266?l=kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/feeds/114375587846515266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25088312&amp;postID=114375587846515266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114375587846515266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25088312/posts/default/114375587846515266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenandlindsay.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-another-day-in-life-of-me.html' title='just another day in the life of me'/><author><name>kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12427004573091515200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i158.photobucket.com/albums/t97/kristrae/remy6months007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
