<?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-5453185182184756493</id><updated>2011-12-30T10:47:36.798-08:00</updated><category term='My latest Afghans'/><title type='text'>Aunt Kathy's Place</title><subtitle type='html'>You knit me together in my mother's womb. Psalm 139:13~
For we are God's workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do. Ephesians 2:10~
Hoping to bless others because God has so blessed me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>886</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-966644122464636375</id><published>2011-08-22T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T22:56:43.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Sixty Seven of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQYRLocELAg/TlM9j5u2JkI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/Yot6Glr1Ews/s1600/day67too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQYRLocELAg/TlM9j5u2JkI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/Yot6Glr1Ews/s320/day67too.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 67 of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well once again we are out way past our bedtime. It's almost 2am and I am just blogging again. So let's see if I can recap the day and still get to bed in time to get oh maybe 4 hours of sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The day for us actually started at NOON, well for Adam at least. This is what he looked like at 11:30 this morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1pQ9A2xLH4/TlM9gcgrkCI/AAAAAAAAE5M/5pn7BEWfwgI/s1600/day67.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1pQ9A2xLH4/TlM9gcgrkCI/AAAAAAAAE5M/5pn7BEWfwgI/s320/day67.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Don't you just love how he sleeps with one foot in the air? I actually was worried about him still sleeping that late in the morning and snuck in to make sure he was still breathing. I know that's silly but I couldn't help myself, I worry sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got up and decided to have lunch for breakfast since breakfast has already passed us by. I on the other hand was not feeling very good, bad stomach ache so I ended up laying in bed for the afternoon and Adam played the Wii and watched his favorite shows while I tried to feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did feel better so at about 6PM we headed out to have dinner with my sisters and my dad at the Olive Garden. The picture at the top of the blog was Adam in the car on the way and this picture is Adam at the restaurant, he was just so excited to be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hmmDuRf5sO4/TlM9qOYDovI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/NQNsv_eUsUc/s1600/IMG_0554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hmmDuRf5sO4/TlM9qOYDovI/AAAAAAAAE5Y/NQNsv_eUsUc/s320/IMG_0554.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Actually he really did have a good time, he had macaroni and cheese and ate the whole bowl and I think 4 garlic bread sticks. In this picture he was slouching in the chair trying to look short and small, not sure why his face looks so glum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we dropped Papa home because he had a very early start to the day, he had to leave for work at 3:30am, and we went to get a treat before heading back to Dayna's again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmdOXd6vifQ/TlM9mP9UYYI/AAAAAAAAE5U/WW5Zko3T_fM/s1600/day67too1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmdOXd6vifQ/TlM9mP9UYYI/AAAAAAAAE5U/WW5Zko3T_fM/s320/day67too1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You gotta love ice cream, homemade ice cream too, from the ice cream place. I have been trying to get there for a few days so Adam was very happy. He ate the whole thing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and Hannah played cards and on the Wii while the adults played one round of Progressive Rummy. I almost won, but they ganged up on me and I came in second. Oh well, next time I am gonna win for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is the re-cap of the day. Other than me being sick (still sick even now but better than earlier) we had a wonderful but very long and late day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the last day to see my dad, breakfast at the diner is on the agenda. Maybe I can get the waitress to take a photo of us all at the table tomorrow, I haven't had much of a chance to get pictures while they have been here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's tomorrow, well really today. And if I don't get to bed soon I'll be MIA for the breakfast party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-966644122464636375?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/966644122464636375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=966644122464636375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/966644122464636375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/966644122464636375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-sixty-seven-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Sixty Seven of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQYRLocELAg/TlM9j5u2JkI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/Yot6Glr1Ews/s72-c/day67too.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-118520255313719071</id><published>2011-08-21T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T22:02:19.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Sixty Six of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7eK7TTf8_f4/TlHhDzHFNQI/AAAAAAAAE5I/PN_yDNZFy68/s1600/day66.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7eK7TTf8_f4/TlHhDzHFNQI/AAAAAAAAE5I/PN_yDNZFy68/s320/day66.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Sixty Six of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I tell you this blogging at 1am is getting to be NOT much fun. I have got to get home earlier so i can post at a regular hour. It's wonderful having my dad here to visit but all I can say is our schedule for everything is messed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After about maybe 6 hours of sleep we all got up and got our butts to church. I always feel better after church. Adam feels better especially if Mike is at church, he just loves Mike. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then we filled the cars with gas and headed to a birthday BBQ picnic party. Problem with that was the thunderstorms had arrived by the afternoon and it was all rained out, but we went anyway and just stayed indoors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next we came back home so Nana could rest before we headed back out for dinner and games at Dayna's again. I made some chicken enchiladas and tossed salad and my sister Erin made macaroni and cheese. We played some progressive rummy but we didn't finish the game. I was too tired and the kids were starting to get a little cranky too. Time to call it a night was agreed on by all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow is the last full day of my dad's visit so hopefully we will make it a good one. If I want to be a part of that though I best get to bed like an hour ago, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh I almost forgot the picture of Adam today was him directing the storm when to flash lightening and to rain harder. He'd raise his hands and just say what he was expecting and then waited for it to happen. I thought is was so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OK Now I am really going to bed, YAWN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-118520255313719071?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/118520255313719071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=118520255313719071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/118520255313719071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/118520255313719071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-sixty-six-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Sixty Six of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7eK7TTf8_f4/TlHhDzHFNQI/AAAAAAAAE5I/PN_yDNZFy68/s72-c/day66.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-4321351887609115064</id><published>2011-08-20T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T22:56:47.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Sixty Five of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I0J9lPqIfEA/TlCbcmeDMQI/AAAAAAAAE5E/Yt9mUotk97E/s1600/day65.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I0J9lPqIfEA/TlCbcmeDMQI/AAAAAAAAE5E/Yt9mUotk97E/s320/day65.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Sixty Five of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam&amp;nbsp; got to see my dad and his wife today. It is actually the second time he met them only the first time he was only 2 months old. We picked up Adam from his dads and brought him to church and then to Daynas for dinner and just hanging out with the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I made Shepherds Pie for dinner and I was making Adam a plate and he asked what it was. I said it was hamburger, corn and mashed potatoes. He said I don't think I want that. I firmly said well he had to eat dinner. Then he said, wait is that shepherds pie? Yes I said, Ok I'll eat that. Kids, LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam, Hannah, Colin and Laura had a night swim tonight. For a change they actually stayed in the pool for almost an hour maybe more, usually when the sun is out and it's hot they get in for 5 min and then out again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The adults played Mexican Train dominoes while the kids played on the Wii. Four kids with only three Wii controllers we expected a war, but they played for hours with no incident. It was a great night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In fact it's almost 2am and we are just getting home. Needless to say I am gonna make this short and sweet, I have church in the morning and need to get at least 2 hours of sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-4321351887609115064?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/4321351887609115064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=4321351887609115064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4321351887609115064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4321351887609115064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-sixty-five-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Sixty Five of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I0J9lPqIfEA/TlCbcmeDMQI/AAAAAAAAE5E/Yt9mUotk97E/s72-c/day65.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5966796225814818948</id><published>2011-08-19T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T20:42:12.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Sixty Four of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCkBD3KQGK4/Tk6-f0eanxI/AAAAAAAAE5A/BQt_BEsT2Fo/s1600/day64.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCkBD3KQGK4/Tk6-f0eanxI/AAAAAAAAE5A/BQt_BEsT2Fo/s320/day64.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Sixty Four of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now if you knew Adam's momma you would know that that face, yes the one is this photo, is exactly like hers. I laugh, when I see this face on Adam because I swear I can actually HEAR his momma's voice. It's rather freaky. LOL This was taken at the park where he was playing with his dad before the thunder storms came in. The blue mouth I hope, I wasn't there to witness it, is either a popsicle or a lolipop that was blue. Please let that be what it was because the other options are not good, not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see much of Adam today so not too much to actually blog about. My dad and his wife finally arrived, much later than planned they were stuck in some bad traffic, not to mention their flight had some issues too because of the thunder storms. But they made it and we just got back to my apartment to get them settled in for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am sure we will do some fun stuff so hopefully some good blogging will follow. Until then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5966796225814818948?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5966796225814818948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5966796225814818948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5966796225814818948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5966796225814818948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-sixty-four-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Sixty Four of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCkBD3KQGK4/Tk6-f0eanxI/AAAAAAAAE5A/BQt_BEsT2Fo/s72-c/day64.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-2802355644383852048</id><published>2011-08-18T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T20:31:24.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Sixty Three of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ufc23G-hefA/Tk3XI2CpVcI/AAAAAAAAE4o/j7V0LTgeJNs/s1600/day63.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ufc23G-hefA/Tk3XI2CpVcI/AAAAAAAAE4o/j7V0LTgeJNs/s320/day63.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Sixty Three of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Is that not the face of a kid that is having a blast? Adam loves playing with my photo shop and today he made several photos of himself. This was his favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had a great lazy day. Good thing because my legs were killing me from all the work I did yesterday. I didn't bring him to his dad's until after 4pm. He said he would stay the night but he wasn't gonna take his shower there. LOL. Yep this will be a problem come school time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam decided to draw some "master pieces" today. There were several drawings he made and he was extremely proud of them all. He suggested we staple them to the walls of the apartment. Um we don;t staple to Nana's walls I told him, it's OK Nana they do it at my school I saw them. I suggested we tape them to the door of his bedroom, he agreed. Whew that crisis solved. This is the display of today's drawings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BxQmgPNOhIo/Tk3XL0oIJsI/AAAAAAAAE4s/yeuzuWuOK0U/s1600/day63too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BxQmgPNOhIo/Tk3XL0oIJsI/AAAAAAAAE4s/yeuzuWuOK0U/s320/day63too.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Let's see from top to bottom...&lt;br /&gt;1- an octopus/squid&lt;br /&gt;2- a dragon&lt;br /&gt;3- a door with a golden key&lt;br /&gt;4- a fox on a box wearing socks playing blocks&lt;br /&gt;5- several birds some flying and some standing next to a bird bath&lt;br /&gt;6- a pirate ship and several pirates&lt;br /&gt;7- (not seen it's on other side of door) a mermaid and more pirates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe there is an artist talent bug inside this boy. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's almost 11:30 and I am exhausted. Bedtime for me. My dad comes tomorrow and I need a little beauty sleep, he is staying here and I don't want to scare him away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighty night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-2802355644383852048?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/2802355644383852048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=2802355644383852048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2802355644383852048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2802355644383852048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-sixty-three-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Sixty Three of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ufc23G-hefA/Tk3XI2CpVcI/AAAAAAAAE4o/j7V0LTgeJNs/s72-c/day63.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-918097345668638967</id><published>2011-08-17T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:07:27.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Sixty Two of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv94Tz0GYMc/Tkx-mhxw--I/AAAAAAAAE4k/MOdmaoXyKbc/s1600/day62too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv94Tz0GYMc/Tkx-mhxw--I/AAAAAAAAE4k/MOdmaoXyKbc/s320/day62too.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Sixty Two of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well finally at 10pm I got Adam back home from his dads. He slept over night there last night and then spent the day with him today. They went to the park and to visit Katie Bob too. This made Adam very happy. I picked them up there after church and Adam was wearing his sad face because he wanted to stay longer. I think he is going back again tomorrow maybe, because he said SHE said it was OK. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So in the car I ask Adam if he is coming home to Nana's or going to Dad's again for the night. He tells his dad he is deciding which he wants to do. He finally says I want to stay at dad's, until dad says he has to take a shower. Adam only wants to take showers at Nana's because I have the best shower. Those of you who have seen my house I am sure understand this, I do have an awesome really cool shower. I tell everyone the bathroom is my favorite room in the apartment. LOL Of course this may be a problem when school starts and he is all week long sleeping at dad's house. I guess we will cross that bridge when we get to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While Adam was gone today I cleaned his room. It took me four hours but it looks wonderful. All toys are in their place, bed was made and everything. Adam came home and said he has never seen such a clean room. Then he had to tuck in all his dream buddies in the bed. LOL. That's what the picture above is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I stole a picture off his dad's facebook page this morning of Adam sleeping in on his couch... it was going to be my blog photo of the day until he saw his clean room. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XNXvQh0M0fk/Tkx-jOU7K7I/AAAAAAAAE4g/4c42jPJg_LA/s1600/day62.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XNXvQh0M0fk/Tkx-jOU7K7I/AAAAAAAAE4g/4c42jPJg_LA/s320/day62.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well I am pretty worn out today, I really worked hard getting this house ready for when my dad arrives Friday. I also had an interview for my internship/field work for this semester. I will be working with the "Jewish Family Services" helping with supervised visits between parents and children. I am really looking forward to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On that note I am gonna make sure Adam is all tucked in and I am going to bed. Good Night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-918097345668638967?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/918097345668638967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=918097345668638967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/918097345668638967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/918097345668638967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-sixty-two-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Sixty Two of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uv94Tz0GYMc/Tkx-mhxw--I/AAAAAAAAE4k/MOdmaoXyKbc/s72-c/day62too.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5153508749541570118</id><published>2011-08-16T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T18:58:10.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Sixty One of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YRJYh1NZvJU/TksdV0np9gI/AAAAAAAAE4I/ZprNLChAI_A/s1600/day61.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YRJYh1NZvJU/TksdV0np9gI/AAAAAAAAE4I/ZprNLChAI_A/s320/day61.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1266255057"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1266255058"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Day Sixty One of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gotta love when the Chuck E Cheese mouse has all the kids follow him around the place and then gets them all to sit quietly while he teases them with free tickets, that he then throws into the crowd of kids who all dive to get as many as they can. Adam loves this part and was right there in front of the line to make sure he didn;t miss out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes somehow Adam talked me into bringing him and Hannah to Chuck E Cheese today while Dayna had her physical therapy up the road. I as usual read a book while they played and ate pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BYgTmv-a0GA/Tksd0TzfcSI/AAAAAAAAE4U/1MExyDARn48/s1600/IMG_0525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BYgTmv-a0GA/Tksd0TzfcSI/AAAAAAAAE4U/1MExyDARn48/s320/IMG_0525.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hannah and Adam look pretty good together huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam has no trouble making friends wherever he goes, this was his latest victim, lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RV4GW2fR4JY/TkseE3-99QI/AAAAAAAAE4c/YA4CQDFu7Sc/s1600/IMG_0526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RV4GW2fR4JY/TkseE3-99QI/AAAAAAAAE4c/YA4CQDFu7Sc/s320/IMG_0526.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am pretty proud of myself though I have finally talked Adam into NOT spending his tickets on those silly little throw away trinkets, but to let me save the receipts until he has enough to get a BIG real prize. He already has 1200 tickets saved up. Maybe by this time next year he will have enough for something really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a visit today with the surgeon who helped remove the excess skin from my belly. I was there with a friend but since I am on my 2 year anniversary I asked for a new photo. I take annual photos with my surgeons. Luckily they both humor me. He looks great by the way, I look rather huge in the photo but really in person I look thinner. I need a real photograph take a picture that actually looks like me. Anyone know anyone? Please???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0iGI3rekno/TksdZu9SIQI/AAAAAAAAE4M/DRCWGB0X5WM/s1600/IMG_0519.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0iGI3rekno/TksdZu9SIQI/AAAAAAAAE4M/DRCWGB0X5WM/s320/IMG_0519.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On that note I am heading to bed. Adam is sleeping overnight with his dad, so no wipe out reruns tonight, wonder if I will be able to sleep? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5153508749541570118?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5153508749541570118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5153508749541570118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5153508749541570118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5153508749541570118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-sixty-one-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Sixty One of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YRJYh1NZvJU/TksdV0np9gI/AAAAAAAAE4I/ZprNLChAI_A/s72-c/day61.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-9142926798377349780</id><published>2011-08-15T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:59:59.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Sixty of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vWwA8mI36GI/TknNhsKuwPI/AAAAAAAAE4E/QqfjmCXyJo4/s1600/IMG_0518.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vWwA8mI36GI/TknNhsKuwPI/AAAAAAAAE4E/QqfjmCXyJo4/s320/IMG_0518.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Sixty of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today Adam made us crowns out of glow sticks. Here he is modeling his. They took on many different shapes as the day progressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam and I cleaned the house today. We have plenty more to do but got more than half done today. He was waiting to go to his dad's today but it never worked out. Sometimes we just don't get what we want I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But we managed to have fun anyway. We had a tickle party after dinner, he thought it was the funniest thing to blow raspberry sounds on my arm. Then we played pictionary. Have I mentioned that Adam is an awesome drawer? And I am not saying that just because I am his Nana either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After we played the game he had the drawing bug and decided to make several masterpieces. Mostly pirate stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Speaking of pirate stuff he wants a pirate birthday next month, I went looking online for supplies... yikes this stuff is not cheap. He also wants to be Jack Sparrow at Halloween. I personally don;t do Halloween but his dad does, so I am looking for a costume to help with that too. These are things his dad can;t afford so I will try to help out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow is another day. I am glad about that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-9142926798377349780?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/9142926798377349780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=9142926798377349780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/9142926798377349780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/9142926798377349780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-sixty-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Sixty of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vWwA8mI36GI/TknNhsKuwPI/AAAAAAAAE4E/QqfjmCXyJo4/s72-c/IMG_0518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-6889226433083729395</id><published>2011-08-14T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T18:30:37.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fifty Nine of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHYrn0XAeyI/TkhzwuF_fsI/AAAAAAAAE28/2M-i5puirk8/s1600/IMG_0517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHYrn0XAeyI/TkhzwuF_fsI/AAAAAAAAE28/2M-i5puirk8/s320/IMG_0517.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Fifty Nine of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Iron Man has invaded Nana and Papa's house. Yep, he really has. After church today we took Adam to WalMart to get him a new pair of sneakers for school. The ones he had just had no tread left on them. He has gone up a shoe size, he is now in a size 2.We found a great pair of Starter sneakers for $11.00, this made Nana very happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, Adam has been playing Angry Birds on my phone and there is an advertisement for plush angry birds on there, and Adam has decided he NEEDs all of them and he NEEDs them right now. I told him he has to wait for his birthday and Christmas and maybe he will get some. This usually causes a very sad face. I hate sad faces on Adam. Well we walked through WalMart today on the way to the shoe section and what do we see in the main aisle in a large end cap??? ANGRY BIRD plush toys in three different sizes. They had all the colors too, the black bomb bird, the angry red bird, the yellow bullet bird, the blue bird and a green pig with a gold crown. He of course stopped us right there and tried to talk us into getting one of every one. I can't explain how we managed to get out of that store without buying a single bird, but it was a miracle. And it was Papa who found the miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was in the dairy section of WalMart we were getting a few groceries for lunch and there was the Iron man mask, sitting in a cooler with the orange juice. This helmet talks and lights up and looks just like Iron Man. Regular price $25.00, marked down price $7.00. SCORE... Adam wanted that helmet more than an angry bird. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We came home and had dinner and after we decided to have a movie night with popcorn and watch, yep you guessed it, IRON MAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nights and Days like these are the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-6889226433083729395?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/6889226433083729395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=6889226433083729395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6889226433083729395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6889226433083729395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-fifty-nine-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Fifty Nine of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHYrn0XAeyI/TkhzwuF_fsI/AAAAAAAAE28/2M-i5puirk8/s72-c/IMG_0517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5374742230113963221</id><published>2011-08-13T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T18:54:02.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fifty Eight of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-flS0tBP2I6w/TkcnltRMpoI/AAAAAAAAE24/XUrCHRjOjT4/s1600/day58too2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-flS0tBP2I6w/TkcnltRMpoI/AAAAAAAAE24/XUrCHRjOjT4/s320/day58too2.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Fifty Eight of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adams version of the Upside Down Show. We were at church and Adam was on the floor underneath the chair when I snapped this picture. I liked this one too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r0Mhz69qU8Y/TkcniAc5JPI/AAAAAAAAE20/VncEZg70rMU/s1600/day58too1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r0Mhz69qU8Y/TkcniAc5JPI/AAAAAAAAE20/VncEZg70rMU/s320/day58too1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cause you all know we pray in church right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier after I picked Adam up from his dad's we went to Dayna and Hannah's so Adam could try out his new snorkel. And the new bathing suit I found for him today for $6, it is a Lego Star Wars swimsuit, perfect for Adam.While at Dayna's Adam made me a cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36znar1rvaU/TkcnctBisPI/AAAAAAAAE2s/s_rcBIdi--Y/s1600/day58.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36znar1rvaU/TkcnctBisPI/AAAAAAAAE2s/s_rcBIdi--Y/s320/day58.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We left there and Adam decided he NEEDED Burger King for lunch. he was sure they had a toy he wanted. So off we went to see the King. Turns out it was NOT the toy he wanted but he managed to make a "fun" game out of the toy he got anyway. Some type of piano thing, and it made three different sounds, so Papa and I had to make statements and if they were true we got one sound and if false another. Adam of course won the game, as he most always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided after church we would watch a movie and have popcorn. We borrowed a movie from Hannah, "Swiss Family Robinson" but she only gave us disc tow so there was no movie to watch, oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and I did make a few pirate hats. We are practicing for his upcoming birthday next month. We are thinking a pirate theme instead of a Mario theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X23zguz8-Lg/Tkcnf4OLbMI/AAAAAAAAE2w/nJ1lKMo6n0c/s1600/day58too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X23zguz8-Lg/Tkcnf4OLbMI/AAAAAAAAE2w/nJ1lKMo6n0c/s320/day58too.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So that was basically our day today. Nothing spectacular but fun all the same. Tomorrow is church again and because of a "rainy" day we might end up back at Chuck E Cheese again. This time though I am NOT buying pizza, too much $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night and Adam says arrrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5374742230113963221?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5374742230113963221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5374742230113963221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5374742230113963221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5374742230113963221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-fifty-eight-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Fifty Eight of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-flS0tBP2I6w/TkcnltRMpoI/AAAAAAAAE24/XUrCHRjOjT4/s72-c/day58too2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-653626369533878202</id><published>2011-08-12T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T18:51:24.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fifty Seven of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5S_sNN6ykw/TkWit-IoUxI/AAAAAAAAE2o/j8-dzbgAt2k/s1600/IMG_0506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5S_sNN6ykw/TkWit-IoUxI/AAAAAAAAE2o/j8-dzbgAt2k/s400/IMG_0506.JPG" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Fifty Seven of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today we picked up our ceramic things. Adam finally has his Ninja Turtle figurine. I got a new app on my phone to make some creative photos, notice the black and white background and only the figurine in color? Cool huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After we ran our errands today we ended up at Chuck E Cheese, I have been promising a trip there since he got to NY so we finally went today. It was a beautiful day and I would have rather let him play in the park sprinkler pool but he would have nothing of that. He had fun, met some new friends there, he does make friends rather easily. I read 25 chapters of a book on my Kindle app. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We ended the afternoon with a trip to the One Dollar Store where he bought a snorkel, yep a snorkel. Looks like he is wanting to go swimming in Dayna's pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even spending all day with his dad Adam still wanted to spend more time with him. We called and Joe didn't answer, Adam was so sad. He left a message on his voice mail, and just pouted around. Finally at almost 8PM Joe called back, he said he was sleeping. I guess Chuck E Cheese and the almost entire large pepperoni pizza he ate knocked him out cold. Anyway Papa drove Adam over and Adam decided he wanted to sleep over there tonight. Hmm how will I get to sleep tonight without my Adam hug and evening snuggle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I bought a new pink long fluffy pillow, I think I'll go hug on that now and pretend it's my bubba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-653626369533878202?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/653626369533878202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=653626369533878202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/653626369533878202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/653626369533878202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-fifty-seven-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Fifty Seven of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5S_sNN6ykw/TkWit-IoUxI/AAAAAAAAE2o/j8-dzbgAt2k/s72-c/IMG_0506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-4007563153810930228</id><published>2011-08-11T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T20:02:40.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fifty Six of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8MWl4KGwhTY/TkSTHDek8XI/AAAAAAAAE2c/5Mk7K0dpe8s/s1600/day56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8MWl4KGwhTY/TkSTHDek8XI/AAAAAAAAE2c/5Mk7K0dpe8s/s320/day56.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Fifty Six of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today we went to enroll Adam into school. We still need a few official documents before he can be officially registered but at least we have it started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam had a play date with his dad and some old friends from when he used to live in NY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTrhnP-2cNs/TkSTHmUTohI/AAAAAAAAE2g/UflI_IH5nu0/s1600/moasicday56.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nTrhnP-2cNs/TkSTHmUTohI/AAAAAAAAE2g/UflI_IH5nu0/s320/moasicday56.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know I have more to talk about but for some reason I am so tired. I fell asleep posting what I posted here and it looks like Adam fell asleep on the couch at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll wake him up and we will both go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night from the sleepyheads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-4007563153810930228?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/4007563153810930228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=4007563153810930228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4007563153810930228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4007563153810930228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-fifty-six-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Fifty Six of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8MWl4KGwhTY/TkSTHDek8XI/AAAAAAAAE2c/5Mk7K0dpe8s/s72-c/day56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-3874643501730648789</id><published>2011-08-10T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T18:57:06.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fifty Five of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t6ouJfgLtx4/TkMzLbkrWoI/AAAAAAAAE2I/QJCr5IyGT58/s1600/day55.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t6ouJfgLtx4/TkMzLbkrWoI/AAAAAAAAE2I/QJCr5IyGT58/s320/day55.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Fifty Five of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Papa took the photo for the blog today. While I was at church Adam and he were playing hide and seek and Adam was hiding on the side of out TV, Papa had to snap the photo because the person on the TV screen was way bigger than Adam lol. There were still hiding when I got home from church. I walked in and the TV was on but the lights were off and they were no where to be found. I started looking and then wondered if maybe they went for a walk outside and I locked the door when I got in so they might have been locked out. I was just going to go unlock the door when they jumped out from behind the couch. Not nice scaring Nana. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Papa also took Adam to Gus' hotdogs for dinner tonight. They make those little hot dogs. Adam said he just wanted ONE but Papa got him 2 anyway. He ate both so good thing. :-) Papa on the other hand ate 15 of those little hot dogs, OMG Papa, that's like 7 regular sized hot dogs. I guess he was hungry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I actually didn't spend much time with Adam today. I fed him breakfast then he went to his dad's then I went to church and he went to dinner with Papa. Now we are having a snack and watching some TV together before we go to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well I have nothing left. My eyes are closing as I type this. See ya tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-3874643501730648789?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/3874643501730648789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=3874643501730648789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3874643501730648789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3874643501730648789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-fifty-five-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Fifty Five of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t6ouJfgLtx4/TkMzLbkrWoI/AAAAAAAAE2I/QJCr5IyGT58/s72-c/day55.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-9091320106707770257</id><published>2011-08-09T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T18:30:14.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fifty Four of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88nWgNho-oA/TkHaW80SBRI/AAAAAAAAE2A/Iy9SXUpy7Hc/s1600/day54.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88nWgNho-oA/TkHaW80SBRI/AAAAAAAAE2A/Iy9SXUpy7Hc/s320/day54.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Fifty Four of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How can you NOT love that face? Adam has the face of an angel. However that mischief in his eyes, that tells another story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We started off our day with Adam getting to see Nana's bones. Yep I saw my DR for the 6 week follow up from my double knee replacement and Adam came with and got to see my Xray's up close.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next we stopped to the Post Office and then off to Dayna's and Hannah's. Nana was released to finally go swimming again and we were going to to take full advantage of that good news. Of course the weather didn;t corporate. It was overcast and cold and rainy. :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But Adam did get to play with Hannah, jump on the trampoline and even a little hide and seek.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight for dinner we had hamburgers and corn on the cob. It was the best corn on the cob we have had in years. We got it fresh from the farm and all we can say is that farmer knows how to grow corn. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We got a new board on Angry Birds and Adam is thrilled. It's the Carnival board, and without me even saying that word to him he knew it and read the word himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight is Tuesday and you know what that means? It means a NEW WIPEOUT. Have I told you how much Adam enjoys this show? Probably I have but until you've seen him watch it you can't even imagine how much he really loves this show. In one of the obstacles a man jumped off a diving board and tried to get on a platform and ended up straddling it, if you know what I mean, and Adam goes oh MY I think he might have broke a bone. Hahahahahahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wipeout always makes Adam silly. He was getting his jammies on for the evening and he came out in 20 different varieties of clothes from him room worn on various parts of his body, laughing. I finally got a picture of the Pharaoh look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ad90Wp0DZvs/TkHaX2GGOGI/AAAAAAAAE2E/fAs9PE2UfLk/s1600/day54too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ad90Wp0DZvs/TkHaX2GGOGI/AAAAAAAAE2E/fAs9PE2UfLk/s320/day54too.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It sure is fun around here. Never a dull moment. I bet you wish you were here too? So come on over, we'd be happy to share some of the laughter with you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-9091320106707770257?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/9091320106707770257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=9091320106707770257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/9091320106707770257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/9091320106707770257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-fifty-four-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Fifty Four of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88nWgNho-oA/TkHaW80SBRI/AAAAAAAAE2A/Iy9SXUpy7Hc/s72-c/day54.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5132531887067932587</id><published>2011-08-08T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T19:13:24.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fifty Three of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWeNekE_UQE/TkCV6rfLZkI/AAAAAAAAE18/TIJdZnOttBk/s1600/photo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWeNekE_UQE/TkCV6rfLZkI/AAAAAAAAE18/TIJdZnOttBk/s320/photo+2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Fifty Three of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Boy this summer is going by so fast. We didn't do too much today, just stayed around the house in the central air and played on the Wii. Later I brought Adam over to his dads so I could go to my support group meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the meeting I watched Adam play Mario Cart on his DS and then we played with the camera on my iPad. The above is the thermal shot he took. And here is a moasic of a few others he took of us together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BhxDpo_IHNs/TkCV5-am5TI/AAAAAAAAE14/woy0MJs1K9A/s1600/Day53too.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BhxDpo_IHNs/TkCV5-am5TI/AAAAAAAAE14/woy0MJs1K9A/s320/Day53too.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I could fill this blog post up with all the pictures he took. I think my 64gb are gonna go fast the way he uses this thing, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Naturally we are ending the night with Wipeout and a snack. Tonight's choice was Birthday Cake flavored ice cream. Just for Adam though, I am a chocolate only kind of girl, that fancy stuff doesn't interest me at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am tired so hopefully we will be in bed soon. Tomorrow I hope the DR clears me to go swimming again. If he does guess where the blog photos will come from tomorrow??? :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adios Amigos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5132531887067932587?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5132531887067932587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5132531887067932587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5132531887067932587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5132531887067932587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-fifty-three-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Fifty Three of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWeNekE_UQE/TkCV6rfLZkI/AAAAAAAAE18/TIJdZnOttBk/s72-c/photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5074107388403784764</id><published>2011-08-07T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:55:10.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fifty Two of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvOulaJxHBA/Tj8pf27mecI/AAAAAAAAE1o/Vjt8iP1PPzY/s1600/day52too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvOulaJxHBA/Tj8pf27mecI/AAAAAAAAE1o/Vjt8iP1PPzY/s320/day52too.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Fifty Two of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahh silly string is always fun isn't it? Adam got attacked at Hannah's party today and loved every minute of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CjX7DvjL1Gs/Tj8pkF9TI_I/AAAAAAAAE1s/JJU5vfLZrtc/s1600/day52.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CjX7DvjL1Gs/Tj8pkF9TI_I/AAAAAAAAE1s/JJU5vfLZrtc/s320/day52.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a nice day out and Adam got to swim. play on the trampoline and toss water balloons.&lt;br /&gt;Me, Nana, I got to hold the baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Td87mQezbxU/Tj8pw0sNE0I/AAAAAAAAE10/rmauyIc22VA/s1600/meandthreethetree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Td87mQezbxU/Tj8pw0sNE0I/AAAAAAAAE10/rmauyIc22VA/s1600/meandthreethetree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After the party we hit the grocery store, we needed some supplies for the upcoming week, you know important stuff like pizza rolls, potato chips, little debbie snacks, waffles and watermelon. I did get a few healthy things too, like some milk, and cheese and meat. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like rain and thunder storms for the next few days so not sure what we will be doing. I am sure we can find something fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that I'll end this blog post with a Happy Birthday to Hannah Rose who turned 10 this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mRNr-uGAnMw/Tj8prE4R7MI/AAAAAAAAE1w/ktPhe7nebv8/s1600/hannahbirthday.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mRNr-uGAnMw/Tj8prE4R7MI/AAAAAAAAE1w/ktPhe7nebv8/s320/hannahbirthday.JPG" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5074107388403784764?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5074107388403784764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5074107388403784764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5074107388403784764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5074107388403784764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-fifty-two-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Fifty Two of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvOulaJxHBA/Tj8pf27mecI/AAAAAAAAE1o/Vjt8iP1PPzY/s72-c/day52too.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-6666379071763720981</id><published>2011-08-06T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T18:10:28.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fifty One of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FJv2nHYEam4/Tj3jt2eddSI/AAAAAAAAE1k/h0B7NAyTiPY/s1600/day51.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FJv2nHYEam4/Tj3jt2eddSI/AAAAAAAAE1k/h0B7NAyTiPY/s320/day51.png" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Fifty One of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well today was a good day. We started off slow and really didn't have any real plans. We thought maybe grocery shopping, but turned out we got invited to go to the movies and see "The Smurfs" Smurfabunga is Adam's new word today. Oh boy, Nana is so happy, la la lala la la la lala la la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the movie we stopped at Hannah's so I could help her with her new iPod, she got one for her birthday today. Double digit birthday=iPod... did you know that?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then we headed to church to hear my niece Autumn sing, she was the lead and only woman singer on the worship team tonight and that was a treat. I still want her to try out for American Idol but she is afraid of getting rejected. (sigh) I'm still working on her though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After church we went to Pizza Hut for dinner. It was Adam, his dad, Papa and Nana. They all ate well me not so much. Pizza is just not my thing anymore. But I still had a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We are home now, Adam has showered and is ready for bed and playing the Wii hopefully to tire himself out. That is still to be determined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and Adam helped draw a picture that he wanted me to post on the blog today, so I will end the blog with that. Sunday is another day, I hope you found something today that made you smile, and if not just go back to the top of this post and look at Adam's self made cartoon picture again. Good night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0nHWkXqh7k/Tj3js7uIEPI/AAAAAAAAE1g/C-sPMKwT7rU/s1600/adamsdrawing.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0nHWkXqh7k/Tj3js7uIEPI/AAAAAAAAE1g/C-sPMKwT7rU/s320/adamsdrawing.png" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-6666379071763720981?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/6666379071763720981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=6666379071763720981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6666379071763720981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6666379071763720981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-fifty-one-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Fifty One of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FJv2nHYEam4/Tj3jt2eddSI/AAAAAAAAE1k/h0B7NAyTiPY/s72-c/day51.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-3831027813925821030</id><published>2011-08-05T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T12:06:40.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fifty of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRHh5ZTQ6Ps/Tjw6pcofQHI/AAAAAAAAE1E/G0kyYXbAGaw/s1600/day50.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRHh5ZTQ6Ps/Tjw6pcofQHI/AAAAAAAAE1E/G0kyYXbAGaw/s320/day50.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Fifty of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today Adam got to go to the Pottery Barn with Nana and Janet. There were rows and rows of choices of things we could paint. Adam looked them all over and almost immediately decided on the Ninja Turtle figure. Naturally a detailed painting job is exactly what he should have started with on his first project LOL. He did pretty good and Janet the expert was right there to led a hand. We had to choose our colors and brushes and then paint the piece three times. As you can see in the photo above Adam was concentrating on getting the colors just right. He kept thinking this was Raphael but then he couldn't remember if Raphael had red on him or not. We just don't know. But I can tell you that Ninja Turtles have YELLOW eyes. Wait till ou see the finished product, that will be next Friday. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For now here is the preview of our pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8MIFQs5eg2U/Tjw6zO6CKTI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/kh66-awsanc/s1600/day50too2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8MIFQs5eg2U/Tjw6zO6CKTI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/kh66-awsanc/s320/day50too2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We left the Pottery Barn and went to the ice cream place next door. Adam chose DARK CHOCOLATE ice cream, he is a kid just like his Nana, that would have been my choice too if I was eating ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GdaoZfBAYz4/Tjw6sYKInLI/AAAAAAAAE1I/e4oeJsN6fok/s1600/day50too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GdaoZfBAYz4/Tjw6sYKInLI/AAAAAAAAE1I/e4oeJsN6fok/s320/day50too.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That is a DARK chocolate don;t you think? It almost looked black. YUMMY I did have a taste or two. Adam ate most of it, and wore some home too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-78qd8xbygCk/Tjw6vj5ey1I/AAAAAAAAE1M/GbF2rLH4CQQ/s1600/day50too1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-78qd8xbygCk/Tjw6vj5ey1I/AAAAAAAAE1M/GbF2rLH4CQQ/s320/day50too1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once we got home we hit the Wii with full force, this time we decided to play some Wii sports for some actual exercise. We boxed and golfed, played baseball and bowled. Adam is pretty good at bowling as you can see by these next two photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqafBX84jR0/Tjw62RTJ08I/AAAAAAAAE1U/4faHcWWu33M/s1600/day50too3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqafBX84jR0/Tjw62RTJ08I/AAAAAAAAE1U/4faHcWWu33M/s320/day50too3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mnFF3IcbIGI/Tjw66PQaq2I/AAAAAAAAE1Y/gckS45-S08s/s1600/day50too4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mnFF3IcbIGI/Tjw66PQaq2I/AAAAAAAAE1Y/gckS45-S08s/s320/day50too4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can tell you Adam has worked up a sweat. Poor kid, maybe I should turn the air conditioner back on.&lt;br /&gt;I am going boxing for real tonight, so I am trying not to exercise as much as him so I am fairly comfortable with just the fan. Then again PT will be here soon so I may want the air on while she tortures me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I blogged early today since I had so many pictures already. Tomorrow is the weekend, I wonder what we will be up to tomorrow. If you are curious come back tomorrow sometime and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya when we see ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-3831027813925821030?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/3831027813925821030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=3831027813925821030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3831027813925821030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3831027813925821030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-fifty-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Fifty of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRHh5ZTQ6Ps/Tjw6pcofQHI/AAAAAAAAE1E/G0kyYXbAGaw/s72-c/day50.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-6661676156069048811</id><published>2011-08-04T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T19:08:20.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Forty Nine of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jtj9bcc9DEY/TjtObQB5ghI/AAAAAAAAE1A/-7WyY_sx0V0/s1600/day49.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jtj9bcc9DEY/TjtObQB5ghI/AAAAAAAAE1A/-7WyY_sx0V0/s320/day49.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Forty Nine of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Check out these eyes, are they spooky eyes or what? It looks like the Wii has taken away their real eyes and but in these white ones. Ahhhh they are Wipe Out Wii zombies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well Adam finally got to go to Hannah's and get in the pool for a little bit. He also got to play on the trampoline so he got his exercise in for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I picked him up around 5:30 and Hannah decided to come back to our house to play some more with Adam, They had a little picnic dinner in his room while watching WipeOut on his TV. Then they came out in the living room and got the Lego's to try to build a castle for Adam's toy knights. Not sure how that actually worked out, but I do know my bare foot found a nice sharp collection of something Lego to step on. Can we say OUCH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was then time to make Papa go to bed so they could actually play WipeOut on the Wii. Hannah won 50,000 and the way the two of them screamed you'd think she actually had the cash in her hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;More birthday cake ice cream for dessert after Hannah went home and now we are ready to call it a night. Nana's stomach is doing flip flops like it got left on the trampoline. I need to go to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow of all goes well we should have an outing with Janet. That will be fun for both of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good night all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-6661676156069048811?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/6661676156069048811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=6661676156069048811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6661676156069048811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6661676156069048811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-forty-nine-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Forty Nine of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jtj9bcc9DEY/TjtObQB5ghI/AAAAAAAAE1A/-7WyY_sx0V0/s72-c/day49.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5928710614987858047</id><published>2011-08-03T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T19:07:19.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Forty Eight of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zB5vgtc0hbs/Tjn4aKi6OiI/AAAAAAAAE00/IxEjH9_TCx8/s1600/day48.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zB5vgtc0hbs/Tjn4aKi6OiI/AAAAAAAAE00/IxEjH9_TCx8/s320/day48.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Forty Eight of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahhh today well rather tonight we had some DRAMA. I am sad to say there were tears involved. Tears from Adam just break a Nana's heart. But that's later in the day... I'll get to the drama in a moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As you can see from the above picture Adam was happy to model the lovely make up job he received from his super dooper green and blue and red popsicle. Doesn't get any better than that on a hot summer day, does it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today we had planned on going to Aunt Dayna's to swim with Hannah and Claire but turns out Claire isn't coming until Thursday and Dayna had something to do in the afternoon, and it was supposed to be thunderstorming sometime today. So we decided to hang out around our house today. We watched some TV, played some Mario, he waited patiently, OK not so patiently, while I had my physical therapy, and had a visit with Aunt Dorothy too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think Adam had a hungry day today... let's go over his menu shall we...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Breakfast- TWO Cinnamon waffles with butter and a bowl of watermelon and a cup of chocolate milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Snack- a snack bag of Dorrito chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lunch- TWO grilled cheese sandwiches, and apple, and a cup of apple juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Snack- a mini snickers bar, 5 starburst chews, 2 more snack bags of chips, a popsicle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dinner- 6 mini corn dog bites, a banana and a cup of sprite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Snack- a bowl a birthday ice cream, another snack bag of chips and a bowl of applesauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am sad to say he is still awake right now and there might still be something still to be eaten. I can not believe how much food this small child can fit in his belly on any given day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now you are probably with a wonderful day like this how could there be any drama. Well it all started with the corn dog bites for dinner. Adam was sitting at Papa's desk, playing Monkey Ques, eating his dinner when suddenly I hear a loud "OUCH" What happened Adam? I asked... his loose tooth moved a lot and almost fell out and unfortunately for Adam this caused some pain. Enough pain that the tears were freely falling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I looked at the tooth and it somehow twisted over to where his other tooth belonged but was still attached at the top of the gum area.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qcIlFQ9mACY/Tjn33QEx9RI/AAAAAAAAE0o/9R3KU8MC4zo/s1600/day48too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qcIlFQ9mACY/Tjn33QEx9RI/AAAAAAAAE0o/9R3KU8MC4zo/s320/day48too.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But this tooth was NOT willing to come out. We tried wiggling it, biting on a washcloth, numbing it with a ice cube and even a spoon of ice cream. Nothing, nothing but tears from a very sad Adam. We prayed out loud to God and asked Him to take the tooth out of his mouth right NOW. Then we wiggled some more and it felt loose but wouldn't come out. At some point when I was wiggling I managed to get it to fall back into it's own slot in the mouth and the pain stopped. This made me happy. I was able to leave then and go to church like I had planned. There was no leaving when the bubba was crying and needed Nana to hug him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home from church 90 minutes later and Adam was still not crying, and the tooth was still in his mouth. But he had wiggled it back to the other tooth's side again. I told him that I thought this tooth was going to wait until tomorrow to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Adam is telling Nana that he is hungry but what can he eat? That's when I gave him the bowl of applesauce. Well while eating that he started to cough, and wala the tooth fell right out. YAY, Thank You LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TFNRWVqp6gw/Tjn4hSFgsEI/AAAAAAAAE08/F8mXQMVaQkc/s1600/day48too2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TFNRWVqp6gw/Tjn4hSFgsEI/AAAAAAAAE08/F8mXQMVaQkc/s320/day48too2.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last year Adam lost a tooth while staying with us for the summer. That tooth fell out when no one was looking, we never found that tooth. But we have this one... Looks like the tooth fairy will be stopping by tonight. I told Adam he had better sleep in his room tonight and not on the couch in the living room or she may not find him :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all even with the drama we had a great day. Adam wants to say good night by showing you the new smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEgBaVPN_fU/Tjn4dSexRVI/AAAAAAAAE04/wonkgpHL7jo/s1600/day48too1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BEgBaVPN_fU/Tjn4dSexRVI/AAAAAAAAE04/wonkgpHL7jo/s320/day48too1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5928710614987858047?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5928710614987858047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5928710614987858047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5928710614987858047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5928710614987858047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-forty-eight-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Forty Eight of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zB5vgtc0hbs/Tjn4aKi6OiI/AAAAAAAAE00/IxEjH9_TCx8/s72-c/day48.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-693830580603658121</id><published>2011-08-02T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:59:30.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Forty Seven of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kjmn7mZVwrk/TjhiY6lo-xI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/Nna0ePnsfjQ/s1600/day47.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kjmn7mZVwrk/TjhiY6lo-xI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/Nna0ePnsfjQ/s320/day47.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Forty Seven of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well I ventured out today and drove Adam to his dad's this afternoon. The park had the sprinklers turned on and Adam was super dooper excited about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oXL4mAFYaYk/Tjhib3zGIRI/AAAAAAAAE0c/yV0X8WKQNpc/s1600/day47moasic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oXL4mAFYaYk/Tjhib3zGIRI/AAAAAAAAE0c/yV0X8WKQNpc/s320/day47moasic.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Adam asked if he could play the new game on the computer he heard about when watching the movie Rango- Monkey Quest dot com, so we signed in and he was so excited. But apparently you have to kill bad guys on there and he is a little nervous about that so he only collects bananas and then gets out of the game. He is going to have his dad help him play it. He does love creating his own monkey character though, and he chose the name Luke RustyGizzmo I think. Something like that anyway. If he was here right now I'd ask him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UjQrPZs2Rc/TjiPOB0KFsI/AAAAAAAAE0g/neWvRpvRvKg/s1600/day47too4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UjQrPZs2Rc/TjiPOB0KFsI/AAAAAAAAE0g/neWvRpvRvKg/s320/day47too4.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been posting about the Super Summer 0f 2011 and it looks like maybe the summer is going to continue on longer than expected. I think Adam might just stay in New York and live here with his dad for at least a year. So I am not sure how I will end the super summer blog posts... Perhaps I'll have to set up something else to celebrate the year Adam lives with dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy times for sure, but this Nana loves Adam so much that knowing he is going to be here close means the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam doesn't know this yet, so don't go telling him. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-693830580603658121?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/693830580603658121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=693830580603658121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/693830580603658121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/693830580603658121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-forty-seven-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Forty Seven of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kjmn7mZVwrk/TjhiY6lo-xI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/Nna0ePnsfjQ/s72-c/day47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-8962295933177704641</id><published>2011-08-01T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T17:26:58.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Forty Six of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lF4ZpFhiipI/TjcvHw9pP6I/AAAAAAAAE0U/ydeYoDLY4vc/s1600/day46.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lF4ZpFhiipI/TjcvHw9pP6I/AAAAAAAAE0U/ydeYoDLY4vc/s320/day46.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Forty Six of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am beginning to love these summer Monday's. It seems we are on the go go go all weekend so Monday is a lazy day relaxing around the house. For some reason I was very tired today, must be from not feeling well last week, Adam was a good boy though, he let me lay on the couch off and on all day today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of course I was up often because he is hungry all the time. His front tooth is loose and is bothering him when he eats so he asks for soft food, but then only wants to eat Doritos chips, hmm that's a soft food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we had an arts and craft afternoon. That star Adam is holding is his very own Super Mario Star. He says he is amazed that Nana can cut and draw so well. Next he wants me to make him a costume for Halloween. (sigh) How do you say NO to this kid? I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam brought dinner over to his dad's tonight, Spaghetti and homemade meatballs and garlic bread. I figured it's easier sending the fresh food over when I cook it instead of having left overs around here that no one ever seems to want to eat. And by no one I mean Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what we will do tomorrow, maybe we will try to get to Dayna's for the pool? Guess if you wanna know you'll have to come back tomorrow and see, :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-8962295933177704641?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/8962295933177704641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=8962295933177704641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8962295933177704641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8962295933177704641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-forty-six-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Forty Six of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lF4ZpFhiipI/TjcvHw9pP6I/AAAAAAAAE0U/ydeYoDLY4vc/s72-c/day46.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5800202765553809983</id><published>2011-07-31T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:49:10.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Forty Five of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQ-lcEECj5c/TjX8BSBU75I/AAAAAAAAE0M/pyxmV8XRLNw/s1600/day45too3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQ-lcEECj5c/TjX8BSBU75I/AAAAAAAAE0M/pyxmV8XRLNw/s1600/day45too3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Forty Five of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Coy9GvXcG1g/TjX8An5cP_I/AAAAAAAAE0E/WN6Nde9w4wY/s1600/day45too1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Coy9GvXcG1g/TjX8An5cP_I/AAAAAAAAE0E/WN6Nde9w4wY/s320/day45too1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IC6Ba-NweBE/TjX7_tdg_HI/AAAAAAAAE0A/2c-9h9-NwOc/s1600/day45too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IC6Ba-NweBE/TjX7_tdg_HI/AAAAAAAAE0A/2c-9h9-NwOc/s320/day45too.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TFT1ZTHveA4/TjX7-yRWFJI/AAAAAAAAEz8/gzSVzV_UtEg/s1600/day45.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TFT1ZTHveA4/TjX7-yRWFJI/AAAAAAAAEz8/gzSVzV_UtEg/s320/day45.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PXvbxrrLHQ0/TjX8AydW0NI/AAAAAAAAE0I/x5Nnn4MekmA/s1600/day45too2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PXvbxrrLHQ0/TjX8AydW0NI/AAAAAAAAE0I/x5Nnn4MekmA/s320/day45too2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was Ashley's birthday party after church. They had a bouncy bounce, a slippery water slide and a pool. Adam was in his glory. Not to mention a zillion kids to play with. Pizza and cupcakes were another bonus. We practically had to drag him out when we were ready to leave, I felt bad for him, but we will bring him back again for a play date soon. He did smile when they gave him the party goodie bag, he was so excited about the little novelties in there. A silly straw, a bouncy bounce ball, candy, pencils and spider man stickers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We dropped Adam off to dads on the way home so he could play in the park with him for awhile and do whatever it is the two of them do when they spend time together. I assume it is all video games and movies, they are father and son after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam had a great time with the sleep over with Becca yesterday. Becca said she had to wake him up this morning to get him ready for church. He got in the shower but he was so sleepy he just got his body wet and got out. No soap or anything, Becca thought that was pretty funny. Then she told him to brush his teeth and he was still so tired he said but I brushed my teeth last night. Silly boy. They got to church just as it was starting and Becca bought him pancakes and sausage from Old McDonalds for breakfast to eat there. He liked the breakfast but was a little sad that she wouldn't let him play on the slide. Adam does not like to be told NO. Like I said he is his fathers son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh and I found the picture of the close up of his homemade medal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1ynpD4mPY/TjYFfOM77CI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/wyZ3cZB-798/s1600/medal.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xg1ynpD4mPY/TjYFfOM77CI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/wyZ3cZB-798/s320/medal.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't that drawing of the pirate skeleton just the BEST??!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time to get this household ready for bed. Monday will be here before we know it. Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5800202765553809983?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5800202765553809983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5800202765553809983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5800202765553809983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5800202765553809983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-forty-five-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Forty Five of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AQ-lcEECj5c/TjX8BSBU75I/AAAAAAAAE0M/pyxmV8XRLNw/s72-c/day45too3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-372026562498193077</id><published>2011-07-30T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T19:28:39.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Forty Four of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaWiNp7jq0w/TjS54_VQ7II/AAAAAAAAEzw/nVUxb2ll4wE/s1600/day44.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaWiNp7jq0w/TjS54_VQ7II/AAAAAAAAEzw/nVUxb2ll4wE/s320/day44.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Forty Four of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am not sure if you can see it but Adam was doing so good on his computer games I told him he deserved a medal. So I printed one off the computer and he HAD to draw a pirate skeleton on the medal. It is the cutest thing I ever saw. So I cut out the medal and some cardboard to strengthen it, wrapped it in clear tape and attached a red shoelace to hang it around his neck. Adam decided I am a genius. LOL I had a picture of the medal close up but I had to get a new phone today and that photo wasn't saved on the laptop yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam went to his dad's again for the day today. So papa and I went to an early dinner and used a gift certificate we had that was about to expire, then got some groceries. Adam is a HUNGRY boy. I can't believe how much he eats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Becca came and got him this evening and brought Adam to her house for a sleep over. She and her family were having a backyard BBQ and a fire with smores and everything. Looks like Adam is having a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GITuNhztv9k/TjS6BmbqZjI/AAAAAAAAEz4/PxIpoZtlGko/s1600/day44too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GITuNhztv9k/TjS6BmbqZjI/AAAAAAAAEz4/PxIpoZtlGko/s320/day44too.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That is a smore in his mouth right? Not a frog or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Adam a new shirt today at WalMart, I am sure it will make it to a picture on tomorrows blog as he is going to wear it to church tomorrow and the birthday party we are going to after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems weird going to bed without having to tuck Adam in. So I am pretending by blogging right now I am kissing his head and squeezing him tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night to everyone else too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-372026562498193077?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/372026562498193077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=372026562498193077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/372026562498193077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/372026562498193077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-forty-four-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Forty Four of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaWiNp7jq0w/TjS54_VQ7II/AAAAAAAAEzw/nVUxb2ll4wE/s72-c/day44.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5239549956678833339</id><published>2011-07-29T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T17:56:46.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Forty Three of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZXRM4mFmNw/TjNUKdb-KfI/AAAAAAAAEzs/qOZUV3zmJlA/s1600/day43.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZXRM4mFmNw/TjNUKdb-KfI/AAAAAAAAEzs/qOZUV3zmJlA/s320/day43.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Forty Three of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I had to pull everything out of my hat to keep Adam amused. He woke up and was happy for about an hour playing on the computer but then he wanted to go play with his dad. Well I have no car and it's too long of a walk for even Adam so that wasn't happening until Papa got home from work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I tried everything, I played Super Mario brothers with him, I watched Wallace and Grommit (that is a weird show for sure) I made breakfast and lunch and snacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then I remembered he had some games given to him the other day. Adam go get the Clue Jr game, let's see how much fun that is to play. And it WAS fun. Adam won the first game and was thrilled, so we played another... oops Nana won. I couldn't help it, the dice just liked me. So we played a third round and Adam won that one without finding the final clue, he just decided to make a guess and was right, whew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next we tried Battleship. It took forever to sort apart those red and white pegs and Adam tried to get this game, but it was long and he wasn't getting t many HITS at first, he suggested we just take the ships and have battles with them instead, I guess that is Battle ship too, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally Papa came home and he could leave for his Dads. All was good in Adam's world again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now I wait for him to come home so I can tuck him into bed and get ready for another day of Super Summer 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5239549956678833339?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5239549956678833339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5239549956678833339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5239549956678833339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5239549956678833339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-forty-three-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Forty Three of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZXRM4mFmNw/TjNUKdb-KfI/AAAAAAAAEzs/qOZUV3zmJlA/s72-c/day43.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-3948526632354285458</id><published>2011-07-28T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T16:22:00.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Forty Two of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEPs8ttTQGo/TjHnmACtmxI/AAAAAAAAEzo/e_qfsS_9FrA/s1600/day42.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEPs8ttTQGo/TjHnmACtmxI/AAAAAAAAEzo/e_qfsS_9FrA/s640/day42.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Forty Two of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today Adam spent the afternoon with Uncle Marty and his family. They went miniature golfing and I believe had pizza and ice cream. He sure knows the way to Adam's heart lol. I was told Adam won every game they played too. :-) Of course he did, he is amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not sure if you can read his shirt, but it says..."Oh Yeah, I'm that good". Was that not the perfect shirt to be wearing today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He came home around 5pm but wasn't happy with Nana today feeling sick. I couldn't play much with him, so he abandoned me and had Papa bring him to his Dad's for the evening. Kids are so fickle aren't they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our plans for tomorrow may have to change won't know till the morning. I am sure as long as I am feeling better we will think of something fun. Well fun for at least one of us. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS Thanks to Uncle Marty for sending me the photos of today's adventure so I could use them on the blog :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm gonna sign off for now. Until tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-3948526632354285458?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/3948526632354285458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=3948526632354285458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3948526632354285458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3948526632354285458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-forty-two-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Forty Two of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEPs8ttTQGo/TjHnmACtmxI/AAAAAAAAEzo/e_qfsS_9FrA/s72-c/day42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-4466625156740165526</id><published>2011-07-27T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T18:11:07.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Forty One of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pC8GMyFDWF8/TjC09Hrf0-I/AAAAAAAAEzk/V7F9qNjQ16U/s1600/day41.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pC8GMyFDWF8/TjC09Hrf0-I/AAAAAAAAEzk/V7F9qNjQ16U/s320/day41.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Forty One of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today we had a play date with Allie and Estelle. Adam and Allie played well together for almost three hours. They played some Mario Brothers and some Lego Batman on the Wii, they played Checkers, and Go Fish, they played hide and seek and there was a lot of laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Estelle and I made hula hoops while they were playing. We had fun too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They brought Adam a collection of toys and games to have. He is thrilled with the Erector Set, it's a bunch of screws and nuts and metal pieces that you have to put together with allen wrenches and stuff I know nothing about. I think this is a toy perhaps Papa is going to have to be in charge of. I on the other hand will enjoy playing with the Pictionary Jr and Clue Jr games. Those are more my style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lunch was McDonalds chicken nuggets, I swear if Adam could choose he would eat this meal every day of is life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adams favorite song is Sic em on a chicken... so tonight I made a Chicken Pot Pie for dinner. I thought Adam would be all excited. Not so much. I got him to take a bite but that was all. He said it smelled delicious but he really didn't want to eat it. Then he starts touching his head. Whenever there is something he doesn't want to do or eat he suddenly has a "headache". Haha he would make a good wife, not tonight dear, I have a headache. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;About 7pm he suddenly HAD to go and see his dad. So Papa drove him over for a couple hours. He should be home soon, I said no later than 10pm because I had to go to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hopefully tomorrows plans are still in force. I haven't heard from Uncle Marty yet, but he is supposed to take Adam sometime tomorrow. He is really excited about that. I hope it still happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I guess I'll sign off for now and get ready for bed, Adam&amp;nbsp; be here soon. Good Night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-4466625156740165526?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/4466625156740165526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=4466625156740165526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4466625156740165526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4466625156740165526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-forty-one-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Forty One of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pC8GMyFDWF8/TjC09Hrf0-I/AAAAAAAAEzk/V7F9qNjQ16U/s72-c/day41.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5523703265602650087</id><published>2011-07-26T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T17:57:24.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Forty of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZbWe1OHNjE/Ti9gSFt3nZI/AAAAAAAAEzc/KcS0QyXBHJc/s1600/day40.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZbWe1OHNjE/Ti9gSFt3nZI/AAAAAAAAEzc/KcS0QyXBHJc/s320/day40.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 40 of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam waited all day for Becca to come over for dinner and to play. I mean he WATCHED the clock from 10am to 5pm waiting for her. It is true the clock moves slower when you watch it, Adam learned that lesson today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had stuffed peppers for dinner. Adam cautiously tasted his serving, and he says "hmm I like the hamburger, now I'll try the pepper. Oh I like the pepper too. This is pretty good". Yay... Of course he did not finish it, he decided it was a little too spicy for his tongue. Oh well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mvTQJKwq2I/Ti9gVr8DpKI/AAAAAAAAEzg/TeJr_0qR5G8/s1600/day40too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9mvTQJKwq2I/Ti9gVr8DpKI/AAAAAAAAEzg/TeJr_0qR5G8/s320/day40too.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Becca and Adam played Super Mario brothers for awhile and the two of them fight like brothers and sisters. I finally told them I was going to turn off the game and take the controllers if they didn't stop fighting and play nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After dinner I decided we should play a safer game, so we dug out the Star Wars cards and played Go Fish. Adam won almost every game, Becca won once and I was always in last place. Later Becca taught Adam how to play WAR too, Becca won though so I am not sure if he likes that game as much as Go Fish, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A little tic tac toe on the iPad finished the night while we had some watermelon for dessert with of course Wipe Out playing on the TV in the back ground. It was a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We have a play date tomorrow so I expect tomorrow to be a really fun day for both of us. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5523703265602650087?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5523703265602650087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5523703265602650087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5523703265602650087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5523703265602650087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-forty-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Forty of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZbWe1OHNjE/Ti9gSFt3nZI/AAAAAAAAEzc/KcS0QyXBHJc/s72-c/day40.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-8384257466723278483</id><published>2011-07-25T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T19:33:31.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirty Nine of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RguQitk2e0/Ti4lgGsYmHI/AAAAAAAAEzY/24ayTh7x9kQ/s1600/day39.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RguQitk2e0/Ti4lgGsYmHI/AAAAAAAAEzY/24ayTh7x9kQ/s320/day39.JPG" width="172" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Thirty Nine of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today Adam and I just hung around the house and enjoyed each others company. I think he missed me last week as much as I missed him. :-) I thought he might have slept in, I could still hear him laughing at midnight in his bedroom watching NOGGIN. But he was up and wide away by 8am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of course we started the day off with breakfast and a two hour marathon of Super Mario. I am not so good at this game and I got trapped but by getting trapped I found a secret place and it opened up to extra lives. Adam said I was way cool for finding that. :-) Yay Nana is way cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We watched some movies and played with the Harry Potter Legos after we had lunch. Then Adam got out his container of glow sticks and we played with those. We closed the curtain and shut off all the lights so we could get the full effect. The bathroom was the best room though because there are no windows in there so it was really dark, and with the mirror it looked like we had a zillion lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I left Adam with Papa for dinner and went to support group and got a few groceries. Adam was waiting for me to get back because he invented a new game to play with the glow sticks and we have been playing that for an hour now. I am tired so I told him it was time to stop and rest so I can blog. We are ending the night with Pirates of the Caribbean and a snack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We have something planned for everyday this week starting tomorrow... we are gonna need our rest. Now if I could only convince Adam we need the rest. (sigh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Most people hate Mondays, but when you spend a Monday with Adam all I can say is it's AWESOME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-8384257466723278483?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/8384257466723278483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=8384257466723278483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8384257466723278483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8384257466723278483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-thirty-nine-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Thirty Nine of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RguQitk2e0/Ti4lgGsYmHI/AAAAAAAAEzY/24ayTh7x9kQ/s72-c/day39.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-3428591290584661437</id><published>2011-07-24T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T17:53:05.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirty Eight of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLhKj1kq9xo/Tiy43mlynEI/AAAAAAAAEzM/GEnyDVNVoa4/s1600/day38.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLhKj1kq9xo/Tiy43mlynEI/AAAAAAAAEzM/GEnyDVNVoa4/s320/day38.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Thirty Eight of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now look at that face on that goat... he is definitely up to something. Tonight we had seats right on the side of the stage where Adam was when he came out as the goat. It was hard to get a picture though from my phone but I tried. I did get a short video though of Adam on stage singing one of the songs. I had to zoom in so all the faces can't really be seen, they look digital like, but Adam is in the front row I think the 5th kid in from the right side of the screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e0fd5a18c0a2efb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0e0fd5a18c0a2efb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330342180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17FD721D02ABFA6523A76535C69655AA94B3B7E4.28898554C5BD0D2D22F2D3EA2B06B8CEA28AA4FA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De0fd5a18c0a2efb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D65S4lzTJYzWH5JjRusp2-9gh-Ms&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0e0fd5a18c0a2efb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330342180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17FD721D02ABFA6523A76535C69655AA94B3B7E4.28898554C5BD0D2D22F2D3EA2B06B8CEA28AA4FA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De0fd5a18c0a2efb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D65S4lzTJYzWH5JjRusp2-9gh-Ms&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The play really was cute. It is a take on Back To The Future with a Christmas theme about getting Back To The Manger. I hope Adam is able to participate again next summer when he comes to stay with us. I saw a video made earlier in the week where they were teaching the kids the songs and the movements and Adam was so confused, he just stood there watching everyone else, but to see him now in the actual performance actually doing the moves it was just great. He was so excited that he remembered the moves and the songs too. As a reward for his great job he got a Lightning McQueen balloon and ice cream with sprinkles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So Hiz Kidz is over and I have Adam back during the day. This means I will get to play Super Mario on the Wii and watch more Veggie Tales and who knows what else. I am actually HAPPY about it. I sure missed him all last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lK9nYTBYAIo/Tiy5iDJDrMI/AAAAAAAAEzQ/JD-TZNyaaos/s1600/day38too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jvO_2Gp8zE/Tiy5uOjse2I/AAAAAAAAEzU/Qd6nY2A5D20/s1600/day38too1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jvO_2Gp8zE/Tiy5uOjse2I/AAAAAAAAEzU/Qd6nY2A5D20/s320/day38too1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam says good night people... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-3428591290584661437?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/3428591290584661437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=3428591290584661437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3428591290584661437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3428591290584661437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-thirty-eight-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Thirty Eight of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLhKj1kq9xo/Tiy43mlynEI/AAAAAAAAEzM/GEnyDVNVoa4/s72-c/day38.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-8998237116853842229</id><published>2011-07-23T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T17:44:47.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirty Seven of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DhxzCSutGOM/TitoE9X1AdI/AAAAAAAAEy0/g1d4FdFIVlg/s1600/day37.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DhxzCSutGOM/TitoE9X1AdI/AAAAAAAAEy0/g1d4FdFIVlg/s320/day37.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Thirty Seven of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not sure but seeing Adam in this swinging chair he is looking a little scared, but he really wasn't. Not sure how that facial expression came out. I am pretty sure he was laughing as I tried to catch the picture. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today we went to Saratoga for a birthday party for Sabrina. She turned 9, Adam said "I wish I was nine". Adam made a new friend today too, his name was Schuyler, he is about 6 months older than Adam so they hit it off really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7ifw5L-fvs/TitoIWfWmGI/AAAAAAAAEy4/3gEb0Fa13y8/s1600/day37too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M7ifw5L-fvs/TitoIWfWmGI/AAAAAAAAEy4/3gEb0Fa13y8/s320/day37too.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course you can't have a summer birthday party in a heat wave without some swimming too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YrFvJuvfXGU/TitoI-8dDQI/AAAAAAAAEy8/dEVqcms-Afc/s1600/day37too1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YrFvJuvfXGU/TitoI-8dDQI/AAAAAAAAEy8/dEVqcms-Afc/s320/day37too1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzGsfPRcbPM/TitoJSq6M5I/AAAAAAAAEzA/gvCxG78Ocuo/s1600/day37too2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzGsfPRcbPM/TitoJSq6M5I/AAAAAAAAEzA/gvCxG78Ocuo/s320/day37too2.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Adam ate two pieces of cake, I think all the swimming made him starving. There was also a golf cart, gas powered and Adam got to ride on it twice, once with me and another with Uncle Glen down to their pond to see the fish. He wants to go back someday so he can go fishing there. Might not have time this trip but maybe next summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Old MacDonalds for dinner tonight. Nana wasn't feeling too good and there was no cooking being done here tonight. Now Harry Potter is on TV and Adam is all excited. So excited he has started the DVR on the bedroom TV and the Living room TV to record it. Then he had to go search through his 500,000 Lego pieces to find his Harry Potter Lego guy. I mean really Nana you can't watch the Harry Potter movie without holding onto the Harry Potter guy, don't you know this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me I'd rather just go to bed and wake up tomorrow feeling better than I do right now. Tomorrow is the final performance of the "Back To The Manger" Hiz Kidz program. I am looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great night everyone, we will be back tomorrow with more adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-8998237116853842229?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/8998237116853842229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=8998237116853842229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8998237116853842229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8998237116853842229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-thirty-seven-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Thirty Seven of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DhxzCSutGOM/TitoE9X1AdI/AAAAAAAAEy0/g1d4FdFIVlg/s72-c/day37.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-7633191640338977393</id><published>2011-07-22T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T18:36:00.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirty Six of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-99QbnJh0rPY/Tiojw7p0P2I/AAAAAAAAEyo/VNwnSaKYEU8/s1600/day36.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-99QbnJh0rPY/Tiojw7p0P2I/AAAAAAAAEyo/VNwnSaKYEU8/s320/day36.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Thirty Six of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was hard to get a good picture of Adam from the seat I had for the show, but that is him on the left hand side of the picture near that persons brown head, actually Adam is standing right above the word six in the Day Thirty Six title under the picture. He was in the front row every time he was on stage and he sang all the songs and did all the hand motions and even danced when he was supposed to. From the moment he walked onto the stage I had this smile on my face that would not go away. I could have cried, but I didn't because I wouldn't have been able to see with tears in my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These two pictures were taken during rehearsals at the church, not sure what day but they are a little clearer than my photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LwO3k0rnxZI/Tiok5AxG4PI/AAAAAAAAEys/v_Zm5U5Ow4I/s1600/IMG_0573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LwO3k0rnxZI/Tiok5AxG4PI/AAAAAAAAEys/v_Zm5U5Ow4I/s320/IMG_0573.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KgtLnoPfheE/Tiok6G8ZSZI/AAAAAAAAEyw/alqaclbiTpY/s1600/IMG_0574.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KgtLnoPfheE/Tiok6G8ZSZI/AAAAAAAAEyw/alqaclbiTpY/s320/IMG_0574.JPG" width="294" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Look at the concentration on that face... talk about a focused actor, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get a picture of Adam in his goat costume but I hope to get one on Sunday, they have another performance Sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's getting late and I need some cuddle time with my little actor so I am gonna sign off. We will check back in again tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-7633191640338977393?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/7633191640338977393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=7633191640338977393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7633191640338977393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7633191640338977393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-thirty-six-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Thirty Six of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-99QbnJh0rPY/Tiojw7p0P2I/AAAAAAAAEyo/VNwnSaKYEU8/s72-c/day36.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-4896000045618118232</id><published>2011-07-21T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T18:54:16.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirty Five of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jQbjDGpi3ew/TijVdGeU6oI/AAAAAAAAEyg/B947yradQx4/s1600/day35.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jQbjDGpi3ew/TijVdGeU6oI/AAAAAAAAEyg/B947yradQx4/s320/day35.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Thirty Five of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well today I went to Hiz Kidz with Adam, we were there from 9am to 4:30pm. That is a long day. We walked into the church, Adam immediately saw a friend from the Orange group and was gone, just left poor Nana standing there all alone. He never even once came looking for me LOL. They had dress rehearsals today so Adam got to wear his goat costume today. I wanted to take a picture of him in the costume but I can't spoil the shows surprises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So the picture today is Adam modeling next to his ever growing assortment of Bionicals (notice that Wipeout in on the TV in the background, this show is played in this house at least twice a day). He got two more today and while I was at support group he and Papa built them up. I am proud of them, usually those tasks are left for me to handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam got a new "land" to play with on Club Penguin, and he is so excited about it. Apparently he shoots some sort of snowballs at some sort of a flower or plant thing, and it keeps growing bigger and bigger and bigger, and then it finally explodes and when it does it BURPS loudly. Adam thinks that is hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I spent the day sewing parts onto costumes for the play so I really don't have much to report today either. I did ask Adam last night about the Orange day results and he said he had 18 orange items on himself yesterday but he wasn't the big winner, someone he said had 700 items. Somehow I do not think that is a true account. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well we are ready for bed, tomorrow is the last day for Hiz Kidz except for the two shows. My eyes are already closed, I best find the bed. Good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-4896000045618118232?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/4896000045618118232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=4896000045618118232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4896000045618118232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4896000045618118232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-thirty-five-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Thirty Five of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jQbjDGpi3ew/TijVdGeU6oI/AAAAAAAAEyg/B947yradQx4/s72-c/day35.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5178767830054830422</id><published>2011-07-20T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T15:24:38.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirty Four of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71tdlPAkORE/TidT9E5QQpI/AAAAAAAAEyc/JkAwtR1r4OI/s1600/day34too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71tdlPAkORE/TidT9E5QQpI/AAAAAAAAEyc/JkAwtR1r4OI/s320/day34too.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Thirty Four of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well there he is in all his ORANGE grandeur. We had orange shorts, an orange swim trunks, 3 orange shirts, a mickey mouse hat with orange ears, an orange tai kwon do belt, an orange onion keeper, orange swimmies, orange pony tail bracelets, my weight watchers orange HUNGRY monster magnet, I colored orange on the cuffs of an old pair of white socks and his orange diego backpack. He is a good sport, isn't he?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't seen him yet to see how it went, and if he won a prize for the most orange things on. He went to the movies after Hiz Kidz with his dad and Jim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sh5wfI3CThM/TidT4vwucbI/AAAAAAAAEyY/BvxoDAWH-jg/s1600/day34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sh5wfI3CThM/TidT4vwucbI/AAAAAAAAEyY/BvxoDAWH-jg/s320/day34.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The are seeing Captain America in 3D. It will be late when they get home and I want to get the blog posted so I can get to bed at a decent hour tonight so if there is any award winning news to report I'll add it to tomorrows blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be attending Hiz Kidz tomorrow for the day to help out in the preparation of the costumes so I am sure I'll get an inside scoop on things then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I am off to church. Hope you are enjoying your Wednesday and the daily blog post about Adam and the pictures. I am enjoying recording the Super Summer of 2011. I wish it would never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5178767830054830422?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5178767830054830422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5178767830054830422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5178767830054830422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5178767830054830422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-thirty-four-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Thirty Four of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71tdlPAkORE/TidT9E5QQpI/AAAAAAAAEyc/JkAwtR1r4OI/s72-c/day34too.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-7758521946865614982</id><published>2011-07-19T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T15:52:38.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirty Three of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D_CiHNrn-zo/TiYIjuLOFxI/AAAAAAAAEyM/0XUn1HCg31Y/s1600/day33too1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D_CiHNrn-zo/TiYIjuLOFxI/AAAAAAAAEyM/0XUn1HCg31Y/s320/day33too1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Thirty Three of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well the statue of liberty hat was worn well by Adam this morning for our photo shoot. He even thought on his own, no prodding from me, to hold his hand up like he had a torch in it. I did not even know he knew the statue of liberty held a torch. As usual this boy amazes me every day with his brilliance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7CPIW0DxF8/TiYJYTyO_1I/AAAAAAAAEyU/qL9is3L_-Yk/s1600/day33too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7CPIW0DxF8/TiYJYTyO_1I/AAAAAAAAEyU/qL9is3L_-Yk/s320/day33too.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Second hat modeled was the famous mickey mouse ears hat. Do you think by the expression on his face maybe just maybe he felt a little mousey in these ears? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-audQ6-kIjWQ/TiYInhQH_tI/AAAAAAAAEyQ/Av3R8sbOCY0/s1600/day33too2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-audQ6-kIjWQ/TiYInhQH_tI/AAAAAAAAEyQ/Av3R8sbOCY0/s320/day33too2.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We last modeled the what I call the "Cat in the Hat" hat of course I would be wrong. According to Adam, who by the way is always right, the "Cat in the Hat" hat is red and white not blue and red. Oops. Anyway even though I called it the wrong name it was still the hat Adam decided was the craziest and the MUST wear today at Hiz Kidz for crazy hat day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is support your team day. And we do this by wearing as many of the colors of the team as possible that day. I promise I will NOT pain Adams nails orange and make him wear orange make up. :-) We have a few things in mind though, make sure to come back tomorrow to see what we found around the house to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CP2FuGEqwM/TiYIbQCdhWI/AAAAAAAAEyE/-oiubx4vepw/s1600/day33.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CP2FuGEqwM/TiYIbQCdhWI/AAAAAAAAEyE/-oiubx4vepw/s320/day33.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Adam is gonna get a prize tomorrow for sure... he feels as strong and powerful as his Bionicale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks... for today anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-7758521946865614982?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/7758521946865614982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=7758521946865614982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7758521946865614982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7758521946865614982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-thirty-three-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Thirty Three of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D_CiHNrn-zo/TiYIjuLOFxI/AAAAAAAAEyM/0XUn1HCg31Y/s72-c/day33too1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-3572458727883966227</id><published>2011-07-18T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T18:21:25.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirty Two of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8QaJdYPUNI/TiTaJazew2I/AAAAAAAAEx8/WlI4wToO2IA/s1600/day32.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8QaJdYPUNI/TiTaJazew2I/AAAAAAAAEx8/WlI4wToO2IA/s320/day32.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Thirty Two of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was day 1 of Hiz Kidz. Adam was very excited to go there today. He got up and dressed and had breakfast in record time. We packed him a lunch in his very own special lunch bag that had numbers and letters on it, too cool. Dayna and Hannah picked him up in the van and off he went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was left home alone all day and I have to tell you I was lonely and bored. I cleaned this house up from top to bottom. Might have over done it a little with the knees but I NEEDED something to do when Adam wasn;t here to play with me. What will I do when he goes back home to South Carolina?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, Adam met some new friends today, there are 16 kids in his group. He made a Christmas present and that was cute. he got to practice a little being a goat, yep he is going to play a goat in the final program this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He just got out of the shower and when he was getting ready for bed I heard him singing one of the songs from the show. That made me smile. He was paying attention. Yay Adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Grandma brought him home after Hiz Kidz was over. They talked about tomorrow when the kids have to come wearing funny hair and funny hats. Adam showed Grandma some of the funny hats he was thinking about wearing, so I got&amp;nbsp; a picture of the two of them modeling the hats. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spqk6n9bSmI/TiTb46yo1uI/AAAAAAAAEyA/_3ybPc7G8RQ/s1600/day32too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spqk6n9bSmI/TiTb46yo1uI/AAAAAAAAEyA/_3ybPc7G8RQ/s320/day32too.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Which hat will Adam decide to wear tomorrow? Maybe one of these and maybe something else. You'll have to come back tomorrow to see for sure. Bye Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-3572458727883966227?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/3572458727883966227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=3572458727883966227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3572458727883966227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3572458727883966227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-thirty-two-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Thirty Two of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8QaJdYPUNI/TiTaJazew2I/AAAAAAAAEx8/WlI4wToO2IA/s72-c/day32.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-6867544214737392575</id><published>2011-07-17T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T17:13:39.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirty One of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_hrJf7A2GA/TiN2VKYCYYI/AAAAAAAAEx0/-HLPgp5Gu3U/s1600/IMG_0560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_hrJf7A2GA/TiN2VKYCYYI/AAAAAAAAEx0/-HLPgp5Gu3U/s320/IMG_0560.JPG" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Thirty One of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BgxappzpltU/TiN2Y46D4dI/AAAAAAAAEx4/Rkbt-pIPTtM/s1600/IMG_0561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BgxappzpltU/TiN2Y46D4dI/AAAAAAAAEx4/Rkbt-pIPTtM/s320/IMG_0561.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So Adam had a real talent for the drums. After church today he decided to show everyone what he had. He was actually pretty good, if you ask me. Check out his sample demo tape... (oh drat the video shut off before it recorded his playing. I'll have to try again next week)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a534e31801d0a521" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da534e31801d0a521%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330342180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D713AE6AC614D19B1A473DF399699155B56AE2D8E.5258389D4864F02C2A19493575F56A12A2ED13A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da534e31801d0a521%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsX3xl_MJpXC2NjVo0sHo39tSTWE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da534e31801d0a521%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330342180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D713AE6AC614D19B1A473DF399699155B56AE2D8E.5258389D4864F02C2A19493575F56A12A2ED13A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da534e31801d0a521%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsX3xl_MJpXC2NjVo0sHo39tSTWE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After church Becca, me, Adam and his dad went to the movies. We saw "The Zookeeper". There were some funny spots in the movie and Adam sure liked how the animals talked. He said the monkey looked like Dexter, whoever that is. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0LCOp3Nqx6I/TiN2SrAQb5I/AAAAAAAAExw/D2Q3oYvSvl4/s1600/adamhat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0LCOp3Nqx6I/TiN2SrAQb5I/AAAAAAAAExw/D2Q3oYvSvl4/s320/adamhat.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the movie we headed to the Golden Corral for dinner. Adam goes this place has so much food to choose from. So what did he eat? Pizza, green beans, strawberries and chocolate ice cream. He did go back for another plate and got some broccoli and cauliflower and macaroni and cheese.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next stop was Walmart for groceries and of course another Bionical toy. We were able to combine two of his bionicals together into one giant one. This is so cool, to quote Adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We called to talk to momma and Jack Jack tonight too, Adam misses his family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was a great day. Tomorrow starts a new week and Adam has some fun stuff happening staring tomorrow, we can't wait. But you'll have to wait because I can't talk about it till it actually happens. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all folks, see you tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-6867544214737392575?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/6867544214737392575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=6867544214737392575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6867544214737392575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6867544214737392575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-thirty-one-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Thirty One of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H_hrJf7A2GA/TiN2VKYCYYI/AAAAAAAAEx0/-HLPgp5Gu3U/s72-c/IMG_0560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-539752077707964154</id><published>2011-07-16T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T19:18:31.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirty of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yQY0vzlDoW0/TiJD57JOCvI/AAAAAAAAExs/QUHXR6YXg8I/s1600/day30.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yQY0vzlDoW0/TiJD57JOCvI/AAAAAAAAExs/QUHXR6YXg8I/s320/day30.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Thirty of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well can you believe this is day thirty already? Adam was full of HUGS today, this picture I caught of Adam hugging Papa. He was probably asking Papa for something and the hug usually seals the deal. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam got to go play with his dad today for a few hours and then Jim took him to the store. Adam spent several minutes, okay maybe an hour, trying to decide on what Lego toy he needed Jim to buy him today. Of course he first migrates to the $70 and higher boxes, and we have to talk him down to a more reasonable priced item. He finally decided on another Bionitical figure thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So tonight Adam and I were underneath a cave made from an afghan playing with the three bionitical guys he now has. He was the big one who was the protector and I had the two smaller ones and we were the children.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jim finally found where Adam has saved his board on the Star Wars game on the Wii so he won't keep losing all the characters and ships he has earned. That was a relief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now that we have showered and are ready for bed we will catch an episode of wipe out and then we are reading two stories tonight before bed. Two of my favorite childrens books... Grover's There is a Monster at the end of this book, and the sequel by Elmo, There is another monster at the end of this book. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And that concludes day thirty... good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-539752077707964154?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/539752077707964154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=539752077707964154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/539752077707964154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/539752077707964154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-thirty-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Thirty of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yQY0vzlDoW0/TiJD57JOCvI/AAAAAAAAExs/QUHXR6YXg8I/s72-c/day30.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-2949160592611710629</id><published>2011-07-15T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T18:03:52.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twenty Nine of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rv2Q-V1NpJE/TiDfLePTJvI/AAAAAAAAExg/70RI5-dRKss/s1600/day29main.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rv2Q-V1NpJE/TiDfLePTJvI/AAAAAAAAExg/70RI5-dRKss/s320/day29main.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Twenty Nine of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Becca came today to play with Adam. He waited for her all day asking maybe every hour or so "When is Becca coming"?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They played Mario of course, Becca was Mario and Adam was Luigi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6LX3f-zIKPQ/TiDhx4o6BXI/AAAAAAAAExk/3owknqBceYg/s1600/day29fight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6LX3f-zIKPQ/TiDhx4o6BXI/AAAAAAAAExk/3owknqBceYg/s320/day29fight.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When they were done with the Wii game they decided to have a battle with the light swords. Becca had the red light and Adam the blue light. Apparently red is the bad guy and blue is the hero, Adam is always the good guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then Becca took Adam to the SNOWMAN for some soft ice cream. Adam had a vanilla and orange sherbert mix. He loved it, especially the orange part. He somehow managed to talk Becca into getting him a lemonade at Stewarts too, it really is hard to say NO to Adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back home for dinner and to watch Wipe Out again. It's the nightly ritual around here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh No we have a hole in one of Adam's socks, Papa just told Adam we have to throw that sock away and Adam is distraught. We CAN NOT throw away his sock. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There is always something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well Day 29 is almost over, time to settle everyone down and get ready for bed. Tomorrow is the weekend and I am sure we will have something fun to do. At least we will if Adam has is way, and of course he will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-2949160592611710629?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/2949160592611710629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=2949160592611710629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2949160592611710629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2949160592611710629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-twenty-nine-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Twenty Nine of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rv2Q-V1NpJE/TiDfLePTJvI/AAAAAAAAExg/70RI5-dRKss/s72-c/day29main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-2474029119477423276</id><published>2011-07-14T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T18:02:23.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twenty Eight of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDqvDVj_Dgk/Th-PA-C7P6I/AAAAAAAAExQ/8o8Jhc7ucw8/s1600/superadam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDqvDVj_Dgk/Th-PA-C7P6I/AAAAAAAAExQ/8o8Jhc7ucw8/s320/superadam.jpg" width="182" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Twenty Eight of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today Adam and I just hung around the house together and relaxed. Well I relaxed, I think it's impossible for a 6 almost 7 year old to relax. His energy level is never ending.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we were sitting in the living room this afternoon watching a movie on TV when we heard a loud explosion. It shook the building. We weren't sure what happened but we soon after smelled smoke and knew it was not good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L6pRAcxm0tI/Th-QFgEeE1I/AAAAAAAAExU/D_Oa2XVeu3s/s1600/IMG_0538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L6pRAcxm0tI/Th-QFgEeE1I/AAAAAAAAExU/D_Oa2XVeu3s/s320/IMG_0538.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Turns out there was an explosion in the junk yard right next to our apartment complex and then a huge fire. That was our excitement for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Erin brought is Taco's today for dinner. Adam goes let me tell you what kind of taco I would like... " I want a taco with meat, cheese and salad". I love how he describes exactly what he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found him in his room later tonight sitting on his bed reading a book. Yes a book. It is a book I found about Star Wars Lego's it shows every kit made from all the series and talks about them etc. He must have been looking at that book for almost an hour. He of course wants so many of those kits but they are old, some almost 10 years old I wonder if I;ll ever be able to find them. I will look though, you never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam has been repeating this saying all day... Sweet Mama's Boy... it's so funny, he is playing on the computer and he beats a game board or something and he will go "Sweet Mama's Boy" where do they come up with these things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are watching Wipeout now and having some buttered toast for a snack and then bedtime. We had a great day just the two of us. I am going to be so lonely when the summer is over :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-2474029119477423276?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/2474029119477423276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=2474029119477423276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2474029119477423276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2474029119477423276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-twenty-eight-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Twenty Eight of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oDqvDVj_Dgk/Th-PA-C7P6I/AAAAAAAAExQ/8o8Jhc7ucw8/s72-c/superadam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5287345350555726112</id><published>2011-07-13T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T19:02:32.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twenty Seven of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OrhclK5C7vQ/Th5K5EfeKPI/AAAAAAAAExM/dmyUYPWa_RY/s1600/day27.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OrhclK5C7vQ/Th5K5EfeKPI/AAAAAAAAExM/dmyUYPWa_RY/s320/day27.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Twenty Seven of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What the heck is he doing? Can you tell by the picture? it could be anything really... is is trying to sit in the chair without using his hands? Maybe he has to go to the bathroom but can't pull himself away from the TV? Maybe he is trying to make a getaway from something chasing him? Hmmm what can this kid be doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1b48f8f3ea1e9ae3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1b48f8f3ea1e9ae3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330342180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B4F535E2886EE48E87D4910E50BF0BAE4A5C1C0.33F4D14B5AF0F1C68C4432229B918A9577BB7B9F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1b48f8f3ea1e9ae3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN16niT3X9_Bnyt-iRXSyiQd4tJA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1b48f8f3ea1e9ae3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330342180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5B4F535E2886EE48E87D4910E50BF0BAE4A5C1C0.33F4D14B5AF0F1C68C4432229B918A9577BB7B9F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1b48f8f3ea1e9ae3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DN16niT3X9_Bnyt-iRXSyiQd4tJA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yep he was playing the Wii came some crazy game with these weird looking scary rabbit creatures and he has to carry this package that is really a bomb across this make believe town before it explodes. Yeah who says you don't get exercise playing video games, LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was at the hospital today with my mom so Adam got to spend the afternoon with his dad again and they were treated to pizza for dinner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I acquired a new red kitchen stool that Adam has decided is his new COOL red chair. I am sure a picture of this will follow in a day or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not sure how I will get him to bed tonight, he is so wound up if he had a string around him and I let go he'd probably land home in South Carolina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I on the other hand am exhausted and NEED to go to bed now. Who will win... tune in tomorrow to find out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5287345350555726112?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5287345350555726112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5287345350555726112&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5287345350555726112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5287345350555726112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-twenty-seven-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Twenty Seven of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OrhclK5C7vQ/Th5K5EfeKPI/AAAAAAAAExM/dmyUYPWa_RY/s72-c/day27.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-8047394135132703836</id><published>2011-07-12T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T19:13:15.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twenty Six of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MbVK7LfeGh0/ThzuztveD_I/AAAAAAAAExE/SM1b64404SY/s1600/day26.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MbVK7LfeGh0/ThzuztveD_I/AAAAAAAAExE/SM1b64404SY/s320/day26.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1216251626"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1216251627"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Twenty Six of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam slept on the couch last night so Paula could sleep in his bed, he was still sound asleep when I woke up this morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yet another fun packed day was in store for us. I had a DR appt this morning to have my knees looked at, I'd post pictures of them but this blog right now is all about Adam so I'll spare you to gory details. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We dropped Adam off to Dayna's while I went to the DR so he got to play with Hannah for a couple hours. They played on the Wii and with her Lego's and I think on the trampoline too for a while. I wasn't there so I can't confirm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After I picked him up we came back to the apartment with my friends Paula and Deb for lunch. Adam had square orange cheese crackers filled with peanut butter a specific request. He even described them to make sure I got the right ones, and he had a bowl of FRUIT FRUIT SALAD. Adam loves fruit salad and we always sing the Fruit Salad song from Noggin when we eat it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After lunch Adam played on Papa's computer, CLUB PENGUIN, his new addiction. He gets to go on missions and find clues and have adventures. This picture was taken by Paula as he just won some game on there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mGOrRjMPvo/Thzu1To54YI/AAAAAAAAExI/OZrfT4ZbzsY/s1600/day26too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mGOrRjMPvo/Thzu1To54YI/AAAAAAAAExI/OZrfT4ZbzsY/s320/day26too.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I taught Adam how to play Go Fish, he calls it Goldfish though. We played four hands and he won all four times. He said he can't believe how he is so good at that game. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was spinach chicken lasagna and he liked it and ate the whole plate. I got the best compliment on it when he said "This tastes like the lasagna I eat at South Carolina". Yay Nana scores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner Papa got us all cups of soft ice cream. Adam and Papa had sprinkles on theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Wipe out tonight and then the new game show called 101 ways to leave a game show, Adam said why would they do those dangerous things. But he couldn't stop watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are winding down now and getting ready for bed. Tomorrow will be here before we know it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-8047394135132703836?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/8047394135132703836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=8047394135132703836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8047394135132703836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8047394135132703836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-twenty-six-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Twenty Six of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MbVK7LfeGh0/ThzuztveD_I/AAAAAAAAExE/SM1b64404SY/s72-c/day26.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-6195594534356493814</id><published>2011-07-11T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T18:30:53.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twenty Five of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7f5EC1-E_I/ThuhWnz5xzI/AAAAAAAAExA/gUyxK1KG21I/s1600/day25.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7f5EC1-E_I/ThuhWnz5xzI/AAAAAAAAExA/gUyxK1KG21I/s320/day25.JPG" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Twenty Five of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well what did this Monday bring for Adam and Nana today? It started of with a visit at 7am from Robbin who came to draw some blood from me. He took the time to check out Adams new toys as Adam couldn't wait to show them all to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then Aunty Erin came over with Colin. Aunty Erin took my car to the shop to see about getting it fixed for me and Colin decided to stay and play Mario Brothers with Adam. They played non stop for two hours and were so cute, don't they even look alike both glued to the game. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Physical Therapy came next to torture me and my new knees, it wasn't really torture but she sure does work them out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lunch was macaroni and cheese and grilled cheesy, it was a CHEESY lunch day :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was about to take a nap when there was a knock on the door, FX, a neighbor, stopped by, He and Adam had several sword fights and Ninja fights and at one point one of them had the other in a half Nelson, whatever that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We just recovered from that adventure when Paula arrived. She came to take us to Starbucks for a support group special meeting. Adam had fun there, he drank a sweet tea, and ate a HUGE chocolate chip cookie and I think 3 glasses of ice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Back home I made dinner while Paula introduced Adam to Club Penguin, all I can say is this is gonna take some getting used to Adam is already in love with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am done for the night, Adam is wide awake though. Hoping that he starts to dwindle down soon and goes to bed, our day tomorrow starts early :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-6195594534356493814?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/6195594534356493814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=6195594534356493814&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6195594534356493814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6195594534356493814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-twenty-five-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Twenty Five of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7f5EC1-E_I/ThuhWnz5xzI/AAAAAAAAExA/gUyxK1KG21I/s72-c/day25.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-4278449829709948883</id><published>2011-07-10T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T19:26:36.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twenty Four of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--TfWd9yTHdQ/ThpcpNHm4RI/AAAAAAAAEw4/S0nwxNpzrKU/s1600/IMG_0529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--TfWd9yTHdQ/ThpcpNHm4RI/AAAAAAAAEw4/S0nwxNpzrKU/s320/IMG_0529.JPG" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4WJFmLZq10U/ThpcnAq7eZI/AAAAAAAAEw0/SzSOojXLG7I/s1600/IMG_0528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4WJFmLZq10U/ThpcnAq7eZI/AAAAAAAAEw0/SzSOojXLG7I/s320/IMG_0528.JPG" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4NKYaHnHt0/Thpctdmr6nI/AAAAAAAAEw8/x-UnP4SG0zc/s1600/IMG_0530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M4NKYaHnHt0/Thpctdmr6nI/AAAAAAAAEw8/x-UnP4SG0zc/s320/IMG_0530.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Twenty Four of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yay Mike made it to church today and Adam was in his glory. Adam has a memory like an elephant and he remembers that Mike plays with him after church. Sometimes he flies Adam around like he is an airplane and sometime Adam is a wheel-barrel and sometimes he just listens to him and checks out the cool toys Adam has brought to play with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After church we stopped to check on Dayna and make sure she was OK and then we stopped at Old MacDonalds for a happy meal and a small vanilla ice cream cone. He NEEDED the ice cream cause he was so sweaty from playing with Mike after church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Papa was gone for the afternoon so Adam and I played on the Wii and watched some Veggie Tales until he came home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These days sure are flying by fast. I hope we can fill in some super fun summer stuff in before it ends. Who knows, maybe tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-4278449829709948883?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/4278449829709948883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=4278449829709948883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4278449829709948883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4278449829709948883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-twenty-four-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Twenty Four of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--TfWd9yTHdQ/ThpcpNHm4RI/AAAAAAAAEw4/S0nwxNpzrKU/s72-c/IMG_0529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5510591663079420828</id><published>2011-07-09T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T18:46:35.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twenty Three of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uhlavQ4sUTw/Thj9SgoLmMI/AAAAAAAAEwo/Bl-CQlTViF0/s1600/day23too4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uhlavQ4sUTw/Thj9SgoLmMI/AAAAAAAAEwo/Bl-CQlTViF0/s320/day23too4.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Twenty Three of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have growth and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miniature Golf Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EpeYNJ0ambU/ThkAsEAMytI/AAAAAAAAEws/3x23p5lGAgo/s1600/IMG_0525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EpeYNJ0ambU/ThkAsEAMytI/AAAAAAAAEws/3x23p5lGAgo/s320/IMG_0525.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Marigolds that Papa and Adam planted the other day have sprouted, maybe we will ave flowers before Adam goes home to South Carolina. This was our nice surprise this morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam and I played Super Mario Brothers, I am not good at it at all, and finally he said "Nana, I wanna go to my dads". So he packed up a couple bags of food/snacks and headed over to Jim and Joes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They ended up going miniature golfing for the afternoon and for ice cream after wards. Adam says he WON, Jim and Joe didn't do so well golfing but he was really good. He had a green ball, maybe that was the secret. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JFQyAzK7YTs/Thj9QFuDi_I/AAAAAAAAEwY/dqsOHvnOfJ4/s1600/day23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JFQyAzK7YTs/Thj9QFuDi_I/AAAAAAAAEwY/dqsOHvnOfJ4/s320/day23.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YVWgGqrKDKs/Thj9Qym6rsI/AAAAAAAAEwc/TpBZmIC50L4/s1600/day23too1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YVWgGqrKDKs/Thj9Qym6rsI/AAAAAAAAEwc/TpBZmIC50L4/s320/day23too1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-f2aoCEaiY/Thj9RdionuI/AAAAAAAAEwg/wbHux0Nzwio/s1600/day23too2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-f2aoCEaiY/Thj9RdionuI/AAAAAAAAEwg/wbHux0Nzwio/s320/day23too2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xvyCe56nuYY/Thj9SHc-HzI/AAAAAAAAEwk/G1sLk_kmc-Q/s1600/day23too3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xvyCe56nuYY/Thj9SHc-HzI/AAAAAAAAEwk/G1sLk_kmc-Q/s320/day23too3.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All in all I think Saturday was a fun day for all. We are ending it watching the NASCAR race on TV. Adam is routing for Kasey Kahne, don't tell Papa though. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5510591663079420828?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5510591663079420828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5510591663079420828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5510591663079420828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5510591663079420828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-twenty-three-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Twenty Three of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uhlavQ4sUTw/Thj9SgoLmMI/AAAAAAAAEwo/Bl-CQlTViF0/s72-c/day23too4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-503580048785386845</id><published>2011-07-08T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T17:56:37.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twenty Two of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mgEJ-jyIkI/Theiq0n6YgI/AAAAAAAAEwU/w1QnbWODAJs/s1600/day22.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mgEJ-jyIkI/Theiq0n6YgI/AAAAAAAAEwU/w1QnbWODAJs/s320/day22.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Twenty Two of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;LET THEM EAT PIZZA!! Adam calls me from his dad's house tonight and says "Nana? Don't you have enough money to buy some PIZZA"? How can you say NO to that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Earlier Adam got Uncle Jimmy to take him to Walmarts to get some more Lego toys. He isn't home yet so I am not sure what he got this time. At first it was Biotonicles and then it was a Harry Potter set and then something else. For a 6 year old though he understands money. I had a Walmart gift card for $25 and he knew if the things he wanted came to more than that amount. His dad never understood that concept, probably still doesn't understand that concept.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had several visitors today. Janet come by this morning with some dinner, she is going to take Adam one day next week to "The Pottery Barn" he is excited about that. Grandma came over today for lunch and made quesadillas. Yummy. PT lady was here and she sure gave my knees a work out, they are still throbbing. Jim came over too and hooked up the desk top computer in Adams room. Some days Adam and I are here alone all day and then days like today we have an abundance of company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well I am pretty tired. I think I'll get ready for bed. Adam should be home anytime now. What will Saturday bring to the Super Summer 2011? You'll have to come back and see tomorrow. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-503580048785386845?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/503580048785386845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=503580048785386845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/503580048785386845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/503580048785386845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-twenty-two-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Twenty Two of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mgEJ-jyIkI/Theiq0n6YgI/AAAAAAAAEwU/w1QnbWODAJs/s72-c/day22.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-223893450763349862</id><published>2011-07-07T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T16:58:25.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twenty One of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4oe-bTgLrpo/ThZDfHIEYtI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/NRXlt63gDlE/s1600/day21.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4oe-bTgLrpo/ThZDfHIEYtI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/NRXlt63gDlE/s320/day21.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Twenty One of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It looks like Adam and Simon have some secret powers, look at their glowing eyes. LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam spent the day at his dads today. He has been itching to get over there and see Simon again. There are no pets at Nana's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I figured out where the extreme pain has been coming from in my feet, the gout is back. I was taking medicine to prevent this but have been off of it for a month, big mistake. I am now taking the meds again, hopefully in a day or two I will see some relief. The pain is awful and makes me cry, Adam is so good to me, he loves to hug me and tell me it will be OK. It's been such a blessing having him here with me through all of this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight is Wipeout night on TV, this is Adams favorite TV show. I love watching it with him and hearing him laugh. I am recording it on the DVR too so no doubt we will re-watch this at least once more tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have a good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-223893450763349862?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/223893450763349862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=223893450763349862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/223893450763349862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/223893450763349862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-twenty-one-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Twenty One of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4oe-bTgLrpo/ThZDfHIEYtI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/NRXlt63gDlE/s72-c/day21.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-180475125293970296</id><published>2011-07-06T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T19:12:37.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twenty of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3cbof9T_Ds/ThURiV3DHgI/AAAAAAAAEv4/ybE9fIzJvE4/s1600/IMG_0519.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3cbof9T_Ds/ThURiV3DHgI/AAAAAAAAEv4/ybE9fIzJvE4/s320/IMG_0519.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Twenty of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Planting Marigolds- Today Adam and Papa planted a pot of marigolds so when they grow and bloom we will think of Adam and smile. It was a fun project to do in the middle of a thunderstorm outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W0uNlj4G5ZY/ThUUN-PUV1I/AAAAAAAAEv8/srThx3Mf9sE/s1600/IMG_0522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W0uNlj4G5ZY/ThUUN-PUV1I/AAAAAAAAEv8/srThx3Mf9sE/s320/IMG_0522.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My bubba loves his little white donuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HXCRJt6RFes/ThUUfVngOYI/AAAAAAAAEwA/Ay-lhw-pusA/s1600/IMG_0520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HXCRJt6RFes/ThUUfVngOYI/AAAAAAAAEwA/Ay-lhw-pusA/s320/IMG_0520.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g_pms5pwf88/ThUUjG89nHI/AAAAAAAAEwE/0h-Epa6EvhE/s1600/IMG_0521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g_pms5pwf88/ThUUjG89nHI/AAAAAAAAEwE/0h-Epa6EvhE/s320/IMG_0521.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Becca stopped by again after work and she and Adam played Super Mario Brothers for a couple hours. I am not sure which one has more fun playing, but I have to say they do have some good TEAM work going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end my blog post today with some things I heard Adam say while he and Becca were playing on the Wii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my eyes are gonna peel off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to do that for YEARS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you trying to make a joke on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get you for this, I'll leave you for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I have to get you in the mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make my doggy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not call me squid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pickles and prune juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We showed those fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm big and you're small so I win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I just WET myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bossy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got you in the mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed me missed me now you gotta kiss me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eaYlFhC7wbk/ThUV-PDOi0I/AAAAAAAAEwI/1e8lh_7CY_o/s1600/IMG_0518.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eaYlFhC7wbk/ThUV-PDOi0I/AAAAAAAAEwI/1e8lh_7CY_o/s320/IMG_0518.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's all folks... good night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-180475125293970296?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/180475125293970296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=180475125293970296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/180475125293970296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/180475125293970296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-twenty-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Twenty of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3cbof9T_Ds/ThURiV3DHgI/AAAAAAAAEv4/ybE9fIzJvE4/s72-c/IMG_0519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-4482608831853377691</id><published>2011-07-05T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T18:17:48.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Nineteen of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EQYofIiszlo/ThO0cpI5f2I/AAAAAAAAEv0/Vk_s6xnDjoM/s1600/day19.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EQYofIiszlo/ThO0cpI5f2I/AAAAAAAAEv0/Vk_s6xnDjoM/s320/day19.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Nineteen of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam did a good job of taking care of me today. I was having another day of pain. Joe came over around 10 and stayed the whole day to play with Adam so I could try to rest. I haven't slept hardly at all since Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think Adam is becoming a master at Super Mario Brothers on the Wii. We watched a couple movies today too, it was a nice relaxing day. We like having central air in the apartment cause it sure was HOT outside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We actually had a few visitors over today. Little Robbin came early to draw my blood, then Erin and Colin stopped by, then Joe, and later Becca too. Not sure who will stop by tomorrow but I am sure it will be at least one person :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am sure if I felt better I'd be more interesting in my daily blogging, but this is all I can muster up right not. Hopefully in the next couple days I will feel better and can be more entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow is another day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-4482608831853377691?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/4482608831853377691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=4482608831853377691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4482608831853377691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4482608831853377691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-nineteen-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Nineteen of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EQYofIiszlo/ThO0cpI5f2I/AAAAAAAAEv0/Vk_s6xnDjoM/s72-c/day19.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-6872935713726049685</id><published>2011-07-04T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T18:11:52.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Eighteen of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p04KRGOgF5U/ThJhK0GJj9I/AAAAAAAAEvw/Kg6GBwOJQzU/s1600/IMG_0516.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p04KRGOgF5U/ThJhK0GJj9I/AAAAAAAAEvw/Kg6GBwOJQzU/s320/IMG_0516.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Eighteen of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Are those super white teeth on Papa and Adam? What kind of toothpaste have they been using?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Actually we had an indoors picnic today, Dineen came over and brought a picnic for us to eat in the living room including marshmallows. We had grilled hot dogs, beans, corn on the cob, bow tie macaroni salad, fresh cherries and of course yummy squishy fluffy marshmallows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam taught Papa how to play Super Mario Brothers on the Wii today so they played for awhile. Then we built some more Lego car things, these kits are pretty cool. They are not Star Wars but they come in a plastic folding case that opens up to a track, and they come with a couple different kinds of Lego cars you build. He got three for Christmas and today we ended up building all three of them. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since Nana isn't walking too good and the car is broke we didn't get to go out to watch fireworks this year. We will watch on TV though and Papa got us some soft serve ice cream for a treat tonight. Next year we will for sure go watch the fireworks all together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa fell off his motorcycle yesterday and Adam fell running in the house today so everyone was trying to limp around the house like me today. Today we were a house in kneed. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow is another day, see you then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-6872935713726049685?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/6872935713726049685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=6872935713726049685&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6872935713726049685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6872935713726049685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-eighteen-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Eighteen of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p04KRGOgF5U/ThJhK0GJj9I/AAAAAAAAEvw/Kg6GBwOJQzU/s72-c/IMG_0516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-9171764961970892849</id><published>2011-07-03T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T18:08:33.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Seventeen of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMpP3jn4k4Q/ThEKy0a1ssI/AAAAAAAAEvs/l3XTmHdZXII/s1600/day17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMpP3jn4k4Q/ThEKy0a1ssI/AAAAAAAAEvs/l3XTmHdZXII/s320/day17.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Seventeen of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday, always a good day at Nana's house. Becca picked us up for church since my car lost it's muffler last week :-( She brought her nephew Aidan so Adam had a playmate today and from the pictures above you can see they really played hard.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After church we came back to Nana's and Papa and Adam had lunch. Papa left for a motorcycle ride and Adam and I played some Wii games until Janet arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Janet came and made us some Shepherds Pie, Adam says it looks just like Shepherds Pie in South Carolina. But in the end he still wanted a hot dog and watermelon for dinner, oh well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When Papa finally got home Adam and Papa played a hunting game. Well Papa played and Adam tried to warn him, Adam said NO WAY was he gonna play and try to shoot a bear. I hope this video came out, it was so cute hearing and watching Adam get so excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ec780b56a727fd80" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dec780b56a727fd80%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330342180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34B8A69F2E45D2A130F3873F8E9DE2A3600B28B7.7D058482EF4377B3D6DBB3A2D5D6CCE05FE425D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dec780b56a727fd80%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUEP1vvF-z3tUYKrzDBL7VYG91cI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dec780b56a727fd80%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330342180%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D34B8A69F2E45D2A130F3873F8E9DE2A3600B28B7.7D058482EF4377B3D6DBB3A2D5D6CCE05FE425D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dec780b56a727fd80%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUEP1vvF-z3tUYKrzDBL7VYG91cI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not much else happened today, just a relaxing day at home. These are the days I like the best. Just being together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See you tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-9171764961970892849?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/9171764961970892849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=9171764961970892849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/9171764961970892849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/9171764961970892849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-seventeen-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Seventeen of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qMpP3jn4k4Q/ThEKy0a1ssI/AAAAAAAAEvs/l3XTmHdZXII/s72-c/day17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5419767361258101684</id><published>2011-07-02T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T17:51:25.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Sixteen of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOh-eD96Ssw/Tg-2QNoK2hI/AAAAAAAAEvo/5LtlobVM6jw/s1600/IMG_0510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOh-eD96Ssw/Tg-2QNoK2hI/AAAAAAAAEvo/5LtlobVM6jw/s320/IMG_0510.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Sixteen of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's been a few days since Adam has talked to his mom or brother. I've tried calling a few times but we keep missing them. Adam sent out a cute message on Facebook today. it's so funny to hear how he pronounces New York, he means to say it right but it keeps coming out as You Nork. I eventually correct him but I like to hear it a few times just the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam woke up with a smile as he usually does. Gave Nana and Papa hugs ans said "Can I play on the Wii?" I think that Super Mario Brothers theme is embedded in my head for life. Adam really wants me or Papa to play with him cause he want's to be a different character and apparently that requires there being more than one player. Maybe next week, I am so NOT good on these video type games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Breakfast today was Peanut Butter Toast and watermelon. By 11:30 Adam was ready to head to "dads". Not sure exactly what they do there but I know it usually involves the dog simon, and the cat and play station 2 Indiana Jones Lego time. But today I sent over the super duper powerful machine battery operated bubble gun. It was a HOT day and perfect to get out of the house and play in the park. By 5pm he was ready to come back to Nana's central air cooled apartment. :-) I was glad I was kind of lonely here all by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After dinner Adam decided to play a little on the computer, he and curious george had important things to take care of. And there was the puffy fish and the hot air balloon adventure too. He was quick to give me a thumbs up to tell me about all the points he was&amp;nbsp; building up. His reward was a dish of delicious ice cream :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Soon it's shower time and bed time tomorrow is church day. My first day venturing out after home from the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See you all on the flip side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5419767361258101684?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5419767361258101684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5419767361258101684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5419767361258101684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5419767361258101684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-sixteen-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Sixteen of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOh-eD96Ssw/Tg-2QNoK2hI/AAAAAAAAEvo/5LtlobVM6jw/s72-c/IMG_0510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-7960531127682085650</id><published>2011-07-01T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T17:16:57.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fifteen of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDVK7i19B5U/Tg5g2E9gH3I/AAAAAAAAEvk/Jo79qORyXJg/s1600/IMG_0508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDVK7i19B5U/Tg5g2E9gH3I/AAAAAAAAEvk/Jo79qORyXJg/s320/IMG_0508.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Fifteen of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well Nana is home from the hospital and as you can see Adam is ready to take care of my boo boo knees. He has been sop good carrying things to the proper rooms to help me get them put away. Of course then he starts playing with his Lego's and there is no living room floor for me to walk on. But he is a good boy and I know he will pick it up before I have to get up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am healing well. Still pain, but it's a different type of pain so honestly it's not any worse then the pain pre-surgery. On a scale of 1-10 10 being the worst I average an 8 or 9 most of the day. And that's about what the pain level was before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think tomorrow we will just hang around the house and relax a little. Papa has to go out and get groceries, Adam is still eating almost everything that is not nailed down, lol. But that's OK with me. I remember the days when he wouldn't eat anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam found Super Mario Brothers cartoon show on Netflix so we have watched 7 episodes already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The muffler on the car broke today so it's not drivable until we can get it fixed. Just another thing to go wrong, oh well God always provides and no reason not to expect Him to do so this time too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's all I have for today... I'll be back tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-7960531127682085650?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/7960531127682085650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=7960531127682085650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7960531127682085650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7960531127682085650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-fifteen-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Fifteen of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDVK7i19B5U/Tg5g2E9gH3I/AAAAAAAAEvk/Jo79qORyXJg/s72-c/IMG_0508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-7913464756357693964</id><published>2011-06-30T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T20:17:09.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fourteen of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIPTkRM8sWQ/Tg0ypI0ecBI/AAAAAAAAEvc/_ECL6TX5lQ0/s1600/day14.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIPTkRM8sWQ/Tg0ypI0ecBI/AAAAAAAAEvc/_ECL6TX5lQ0/s320/day14.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Adam chillin after Papa woke him up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_TYqJoJNjkY/Tg0ypTw0pGI/AAAAAAAAEvg/me8hD2jFqkc/s1600/day14too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_TYqJoJNjkY/Tg0ypTw0pGI/AAAAAAAAEvg/me8hD2jFqkc/s320/day14too.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam ready to go once her heard he was going to dad's again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Fourteen of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam and Papa have been managing pretty good while I am in the hospital. They have figured out how to switch the TV to dvd mode and Wii mode. They come and visit me in the hospital around dinner time and they eat the food I didn't or couldn't eat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They both took a walk with me down the hospital corridor. They said I was walking pretty good. Looks like I will be out of here tomorrow, I am progressing pretty fast. It will be nice to get back home where all the Adam hugs are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Goodness I am tired tonight. I just fell asleep typing up my thoughts. Drat, it's a good thing I didn't start typing the crazy dreams I just had, WOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow is the big day, I get to come home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-7913464756357693964?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/7913464756357693964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=7913464756357693964&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7913464756357693964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7913464756357693964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-fourteen-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Fourteen of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MIPTkRM8sWQ/Tg0ypI0ecBI/AAAAAAAAEvc/_ECL6TX5lQ0/s72-c/day14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5505919343908568000</id><published>2011-06-29T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T17:27:51.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirteen of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EtN39blTG4/TgvAOiiWcrI/AAAAAAAAEvY/JFW794iUY1U/s1600/day13.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EtN39blTG4/TgvAOiiWcrI/AAAAAAAAEvY/JFW794iUY1U/s320/day13.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Thirteen of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam spent the day with his dad today. He got up with Papa in the morning and got himself dressed and brushed his teeth without even being asked. He says he had fun at dads, they played on the playstation and watched some movies on Netflix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Papa picked Adam up and they came to the hospital to see me. I was dinnertime. I still am having trouble eating so Papa ate the chicken Cesar salad and the mandarin oranges, Adam ate a bowl of cheerios with a banana cut up in it and angel food cake with whipped cream on top. Delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam built a complete Lego Star wars kit, and a big one at that, all by himself last night. He is so smart and super talented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My friend Janet stopped by the hospital while Adam and Papa were here. Janet is going to take Adam to the pottery barn next week, he is excited about what he will paint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well I am doing well, I have waked 4 times today and did some physical therapy too. Hopefully all will go well and I can go home on Friday. They are coming in to hook me up to a machine that moves my legs, it's big and bulky so won't be typing much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See everyone tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5505919343908568000?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5505919343908568000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5505919343908568000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5505919343908568000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5505919343908568000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-thirteen-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Thirteen of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EtN39blTG4/TgvAOiiWcrI/AAAAAAAAEvY/JFW794iUY1U/s72-c/day13.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-4766714226401060913</id><published>2011-06-28T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T17:41:10.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twelve of Summer Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzbLPrJWPIk/Tgpy7XodNjI/AAAAAAAAEvU/rlSf0ZZjazQ/s1600/day12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzbLPrJWPIk/Tgpy7XodNjI/AAAAAAAAEvU/rlSf0ZZjazQ/s320/day12.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Twelve of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well double knee replacement surgery is done. It wasn't too bad. I am glad. I had a spinal and a block to reduce the pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam spent the day with great-grandma and said he had fun. She took him to the dollar store and he got 2 toys. Adam loves the dollar store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Papa picked him up and to the hospital they cam to see me. Adam of course checked everything out, including the bandages. Then he turned on the TV and found a Start Wars movie and didn't want to leave. But poor Papa had to go, he was exhausted. We were at the hospital by 5:45am so we were up by 4:30am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrow Adam should be spending the day with his dad hopefully practicing riding his bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well I am a little tired so I am gonna end the post here and go to sleep. See you tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-4766714226401060913?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/4766714226401060913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=4766714226401060913&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4766714226401060913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4766714226401060913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-twelve-of-summer-summer-2011.html' title='Day Twelve of Summer Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kzbLPrJWPIk/Tgpy7XodNjI/AAAAAAAAEvU/rlSf0ZZjazQ/s72-c/day12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-445783401074093817</id><published>2011-06-27T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T20:38:41.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Eleven of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z07el3h3srA/TglK4_xkRaI/AAAAAAAAEvM/CzSt40HroQA/s1600/day11too.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z07el3h3srA/TglK4_xkRaI/AAAAAAAAEvM/CzSt40HroQA/s320/day11too.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam and Julia watching out the window together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Eleven of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Monday before Nana's surgery... we had lots of errands to run. We went to the bank, the post office, delivered Avon, stopped for ice cream, bought some movies and ended up at Dayna and Hannah's for an afternoon in the pool and playing on the trampoline.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kKffJzUfqZQ/TglL4j0yp2I/AAAAAAAAEvQ/RPa7zpNKwds/s1600/day11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kKffJzUfqZQ/TglL4j0yp2I/AAAAAAAAEvQ/RPa7zpNKwds/s320/day11.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then we went BOXING and of course because he was such a good boy today a happy meal for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Looks like my surgery is going to be EARLY in the morning I have to be at the hospital by 6am. So not to have to wake up Adam so early in the morning to bring him somewhere we decided to let him have a sleep over with his great-grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We found out today that Adam is going to be a goat in the HIZ KIDZ program in July. He is excited, he said he has never been on a play before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well I best get to bed, I have to be up in um 4 hours to get showered before we leave for hospital. I'll be back when I have two new knees :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-445783401074093817?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/445783401074093817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=445783401074093817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/445783401074093817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/445783401074093817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-eleven-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Eleven of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z07el3h3srA/TglK4_xkRaI/AAAAAAAAEvM/CzSt40HroQA/s72-c/day11too.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-1360178032480609163</id><published>2011-06-26T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T19:34:41.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Ten of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PHMniFfa1X8/TgexSKKxYeI/AAAAAAAAEvI/mohbbbvkxiE/s1600/day10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PHMniFfa1X8/TgexSKKxYeI/AAAAAAAAEvI/mohbbbvkxiE/s320/day10.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Ten of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now that's one COOL kid. We were at the mall today to catch the 3D movie of Cars 2.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can someone tell me if ALL six year olds have a bottomless pit for a stomach? This kid is ALWAYS hungry. He eats all day and night long. LOL. I can't believe he isn't twice his size already. At least I got him to eat some vegetables tonight, Asparagus too. He also loves Watermelon, last week he ate an entire watermelon all by himself. I have another to cut up tomorrow for the days I am in the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the movie we stopped at Toys R Us again, I had a $25 gift card for him and he SCORED 3 boxes of new Lego kits. They were buy one get one at 50% off. Of course when we got home he managed to trick me into building them ALL. I wanted to save them for after I get home from the hospital so we wold have things to do while I recovered, oh well. Maybe I'll teach him how to play GIN. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As usual we ended the night watching WIPEOUT from the DVR. I have been recording them since last summer, he LOVES this show. In case you have never seen this crazy show it's on Tuesday nights, check it out, it really is funny, especially when watching with a six year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tomorrows activity will depend on the weather. You'll have to come back tomorrow to see what fun we have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This Nana is out for the night, I'm tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-1360178032480609163?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/1360178032480609163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=1360178032480609163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/1360178032480609163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/1360178032480609163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-ten-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Ten of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PHMniFfa1X8/TgexSKKxYeI/AAAAAAAAEvI/mohbbbvkxiE/s72-c/day10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-4125843201267423179</id><published>2011-06-25T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T18:52:47.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Nine of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbGlGzpll9k/TgZolmPUEII/AAAAAAAAEvA/qUt2S7sAPmI/s1600/day9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbGlGzpll9k/TgZolmPUEII/AAAAAAAAEvA/qUt2S7sAPmI/s320/day9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Nine of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wow what a day we had today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Started off going Boxing. We met some old friends there and the kids played while the adults boxed. After we went to Friendly's for lunch and ice cream. The four hours we were together went by super fast. Sort of like the summer has been flying by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home and Adam and I built one of the bigger Lego's Star Wars kits, it had a skeleton man, and some kind of abominable snowman thing, and of course a Luke Skywalker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy called and invited us all out to dinner at a Japanese Steak House, you know the kind where they cook your food right in front of you. They shoot pieces of raw zucchini at your face and you try to catch it in your mouth. And they kept making the grill flame up in front of us. Adam was a little nervous about the flames. He thought it was dangerous and not safe. But he liked it just the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop was Adam going to Dad's to play for a couple hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then home, more food, a shower and then bed time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have another fun filled day planned. Stay tuned for more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and here is a photo of all of us at boxing :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UzP8rqWY3lw/TgaQ2wKEcII/AAAAAAAAEvE/UouWuXZe4YY/s1600/day9too.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UzP8rqWY3lw/TgaQ2wKEcII/AAAAAAAAEvE/UouWuXZe4YY/s320/day9too.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-4125843201267423179?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/4125843201267423179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=4125843201267423179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4125843201267423179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4125843201267423179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-nine-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Nine of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbGlGzpll9k/TgZolmPUEII/AAAAAAAAEvA/qUt2S7sAPmI/s72-c/day9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-3073109848314365708</id><published>2011-06-24T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T20:44:58.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Eight of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p3WAQl1_uk0/TgVXgah_-3I/AAAAAAAAEu8/oJ6GkqNOCP0/s1600/day8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p3WAQl1_uk0/TgVXgah_-3I/AAAAAAAAEu8/oJ6GkqNOCP0/s320/day8.JPG" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam with Papa and Hannah Rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 8 of Super Summer 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was the welcome back to NY party for Adam. We had quite a turn out. There were 18 kids there between 1 and 16, and 17 adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had an abundance of food... Everything was homemade... lasagna, white bean and chicken chili, nachos, egg rolls, Mexican chef salad, hot dogs in BBQ sauce, a sub platter, chicken nuggets, and a zillion snacks and desserts too. Papa and Adam will have plenty to eat while I am in the hospital next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For entertainment I stopped at the dollar store and bought&amp;nbsp; package of 30 balloons. Just plain old blow up and toe balloons but those kids played with them for 2 hours, laughing and running around. They were loud but having a blast. Little by little the balloons started popping, and the adults were quite happy, LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adam was so excited even after everyone left, but he was wiped out and didn't even know it, fell asleep on the couch pretty quickly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I can't believe 8 days have passed already, this summer is going by so fast. Yikes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-3073109848314365708?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/3073109848314365708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=3073109848314365708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3073109848314365708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3073109848314365708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-eight-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Eight of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p3WAQl1_uk0/TgVXgah_-3I/AAAAAAAAEu8/oJ6GkqNOCP0/s72-c/day8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-82652251675345504</id><published>2011-06-23T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T20:05:33.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Seven of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31bZSd2sCCg/TgP5uP2H3vI/AAAAAAAAEu4/AIVPDXn8bkI/s1600/day7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31bZSd2sCCg/TgP5uP2H3vI/AAAAAAAAEu4/AIVPDXn8bkI/s320/day7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 7 of Super Summer 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and I hung around the house again most of the day today. I was still working on my paper and power point presentation for my summer class. It's done, just having my sister, the teacher, check it over in case I need to make any last minute changes before I submit it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam is so good while I work, he plays with his toys and watches his favorite shows on TV and Netflix, and of course plays Super Mario and Batman Lego games on the Wii. As you can see by today's photo he lives and breathes Mario these days :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bubba of mine sure know how to make Nana a softy. Somehow he managed to get me to cave and let him open two more Star War Lego kits. There are only two left and they are BIG sets. He is itching to get these opened too. I told them they must wait until I get out of surgery and back home next week and we can build them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does the smarty pants do? He calls Papa into his room and shows the boxes to him and asks if they can build them together when I am in the hospital. Papa says YES. That little bugger went behind my back. Then a few minutes later he comes to the living room and says to Papa, "When Nana goes to the dentist to have her knees fixed it's gonna be just you and me right?" Papa says yes and Adam gives him a huge hug. Now mind you Adam has been glued to my side for a week, but all of a sudden Papa is all that. Traitor. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam came with me to Starbucks for the "meeting before the meeting" tonight. He had a SWEET TEA, he is such a Southern Boy now LOL. At the support group meeting he was so good, no one really even knew he was there, he sat and watched the movie "Igor" and played with his Star Wars Lego men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home we watched WIPEPUT the summer preview show. he loves this show. If you love to hear a child laugh let them watch this crazy show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a big day for us, so we hopefully will get some good sleep tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-82652251675345504?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/82652251675345504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=82652251675345504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/82652251675345504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/82652251675345504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-seven-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Seven of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31bZSd2sCCg/TgP5uP2H3vI/AAAAAAAAEu4/AIVPDXn8bkI/s72-c/day7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-6291437080896367960</id><published>2011-06-22T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T18:55:38.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Six of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nJLDDjhx084/TgKadak5qkI/AAAAAAAAEu0/RWYzGqjpHEo/s1600/day6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nJLDDjhx084/TgKadak5qkI/AAAAAAAAEu0/RWYzGqjpHEo/s320/day6.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 6 of our summer together and we were grounded to the apartment. Yep I have a paper to write for my summer class and it has to be done by Friday. It was raining today anyway so it was a good day to hang around in our jammies and chill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam opened a couple presents that have been waiting here for him since Christmas. Some Lego's kits and a zhu zhu pet and a new Batman Lego game for the Wii. He played with them all, and watched the movie Milo and Otis too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did venture out in the rain to get gas in the car. We had to race to beat Papa to the pump and then back into the apartment. We won of course. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we watched for the geese as we ran to the car, they were hiding in the rain but we did catch a glimpse of one of them as we drove out of the parking lot. I am not sure if he likes the geese or just wants to make sure we steer clear of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My knees were really hurting today and my bubba was so good to me, he kept giving me hugs when I felt like crying. He's gonna take good care of me after my surgery on Tuesday. I am such a blessed Nana. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-6291437080896367960?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/6291437080896367960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=6291437080896367960&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6291437080896367960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6291437080896367960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-six-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Six of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nJLDDjhx084/TgKadak5qkI/AAAAAAAAEu0/RWYzGqjpHEo/s72-c/day6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-6248154084980006346</id><published>2011-06-21T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T18:11:51.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Five of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8ayg6NxwL8/TgE9I3-d1BI/AAAAAAAAEus/u9oQRBcYYYk/s1600/day5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8ayg6NxwL8/TgE9I3-d1BI/AAAAAAAAEus/u9oQRBcYYYk/s320/day5.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tuesday... So the little man is sleeping like a log, is he wearing Nana out or am I wearing him out? I can honestly say by 10pm I am ready to be in dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another day of doctor appointments. Today was pre-admission testing at the hospital. After we stopped to the barber for the 2011 version of the super summer haircut :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64zJJgFaXrQ/TgE_c8bwoHI/AAAAAAAAEuw/PNLl7MvpAHk/s1600/IMG_0470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64zJJgFaXrQ/TgE_c8bwoHI/AAAAAAAAEuw/PNLl7MvpAHk/s320/IMG_0470.JPG" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture is a far cry from the barber visit we had just 2 years ago. He was literally screaming the entire time back then. If you look in the slide show photos I have of Adam at the bottom of my blog I am sure at least one is of him being tortured at the barber shop, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we were out all day we stopped at Old MacDonalds for chicken nuggets for lunch and a new pokeyman toy. He scored and they gave him two :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get to spend about 2-3 hours in the pool today. Nana always seemed to be the zombie monster, Adam's version of marco polo :-) It was nice to cool off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between we also took Hannah to the dentist to have a couple teeth pulled, and for being a GOOD boy through it all he got to get one toy from the dollar store. He chose a package of 4 parachute men. I saw the tangle in my mind instantly. I was right. But Nana figured out how to untangle the four men and their parachutes. See sometimes being a knitter and knowing how to be patient in untangling yarn can come in handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little snuggling on the couch watching Nick Jr and then it's bedtime for these two tired adventurers. Tomorrow is another day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-6248154084980006346?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/6248154084980006346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=6248154084980006346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6248154084980006346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6248154084980006346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-five-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Five of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8ayg6NxwL8/TgE9I3-d1BI/AAAAAAAAEus/u9oQRBcYYYk/s72-c/day5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-8627253809146976107</id><published>2011-06-20T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T03:22:41.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Four of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NeyjJTc5-1g/Tf-CZBq8N4I/AAAAAAAAEuo/E-Sc4OAFhXY/s1600/day4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NeyjJTc5-1g/Tf-CZBq8N4I/AAAAAAAAEuo/E-Sc4OAFhXY/s320/day4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 4- Adam meets the resident Waterside Way Geese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These geese think they own the parking lot of our apartment complex. They try to keep us from getting into our cars and hiss at you if you proceed. They seemed to take a liking to Adam though, can you blame them? Adam on the other hand wasn't sure what to make of the hissing sound they made as we got close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam got to follow Nana around today as I had to go to two pre-op doctor appointments. I am sure not very exciting for a 6 year old. At one Dr they had a small model of the bones in your spine and Adam was checking that out. A few minutes later he was reaching behind his back and said "Nana... I think I can feel these bones in my back" Then he walked over to the model again and said "I am pretty sure it's these three bones I am feeling".&amp;nbsp; I love the wonderment of little kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam also visited my college campus today. I had some school assignments to print out and he of course was with me. He is so well behaved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we stopped at the old house, we needed to get something out of the garage, it was heavy but Adam and I managed to get it out all by ourselves. I rewarded him with an hour swim in Dayna's pool with Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more DR visit, this time the cardiologist. He waited patiently while playing angry birds. He does love that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walmart was our next stop. We needed groceries. He watched Megamind movie while sitting in the cart. But he still managed to pick out some "special" foods he loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a busy day and HOT but we still had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-8627253809146976107?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/8627253809146976107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=8627253809146976107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8627253809146976107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8627253809146976107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-four-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Four of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NeyjJTc5-1g/Tf-CZBq8N4I/AAAAAAAAEuo/E-Sc4OAFhXY/s72-c/day4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-4987296518268181191</id><published>2011-06-19T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T04:52:58.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Three of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xyHn9d1ycLY/Tf8xH_PeuoI/AAAAAAAAEuk/JUTuJ-vqbZY/s1600/day3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xyHn9d1ycLY/Tf8xH_PeuoI/AAAAAAAAEuk/JUTuJ-vqbZY/s200/day3.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday- Day 3- Fathers Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; We had a nice day today... started out with time at church. They were so happy to see Adam, it was like a swarm of HUGS lavished upon him. He is so loveable and everyone misses him as much as I do. Adam was a good boy in church, only one did he give out a SHOUT of YEAH he was playing a game and won a board and he shouted that right as Tom preached something about the JOY of the LORD, it was perfect timing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After church we dropped Adam off to his Dad's for the afternoon. They ate Old MacDonlads for lunch and played video games. Adam loves playing with Jims dog Simon. Joe and Adam had pizza for dinner and we picked him up about 6:30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Back to our apartment Adam decided to play with his toys and that's where he found the BIG FINGER, he came running out to the living room shouting I AM NUMBER ONE. How can you NOT love this boy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lightning McQueen was on TV last night so we watched that before bed. Adam had some chocolate-strawberry-vanilla ice cream for a treat. I can remember when he would only touch vanilla and nothing else. He is getting so grown up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This summer is flying by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1538352320"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1538352321"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-4987296518268181191?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/4987296518268181191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=4987296518268181191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4987296518268181191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4987296518268181191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-three-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Three of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xyHn9d1ycLY/Tf8xH_PeuoI/AAAAAAAAEuk/JUTuJ-vqbZY/s72-c/day3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-9200982565506795807</id><published>2011-06-18T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T20:12:04.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BuQeJEhENn8/Tf1mo8eXvLI/AAAAAAAAEuc/1skJaDEw2c8/s1600/Mr+Popper%2527s+Penguins+Film.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BuQeJEhENn8/Tf1mo8eXvLI/AAAAAAAAEuc/1skJaDEw2c8/s320/Mr+Popper%2527s+Penguins+Film.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today we went to the movies and saw "Mr Popper's Penguins". Silly movie for sure... if you ask me all penguins look the same yet they could tell the difference between all 6 of them... Captain, Stinky, Lovey, Bitey, Nosey and Nimrod.&amp;nbsp; I think those were the names, I should have asked Adam before I put him to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam went to see his dad's apartment this morning while I went Boxing. I only have a few days left before my surgery so I NEED to get there as often as I can. I will be in withdrawal for the 6 weeks it will take me to recover :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a couple stops after the movie, including Toy's R Us where of course Adam somehow talked me into buying him a new toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam called and talked to his mom and brother and all the family in SC tonight. He is so NOT a phone talker, but he did good tonight, he talked to everyone for a few minutes each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is another day, so I best get some sleep if I want to keep up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-9200982565506795807?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/9200982565506795807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=9200982565506795807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/9200982565506795807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/9200982565506795807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-2-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day Two of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BuQeJEhENn8/Tf1mo8eXvLI/AAAAAAAAEuc/1skJaDEw2c8/s72-c/Mr+Popper%2527s+Penguins+Film.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-3833146843540826271</id><published>2011-06-17T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T19:50:56.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One of Super Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lgc82R-Mnfg/TfuEQXVGNZI/AAAAAAAAEuY/mWV8gBsUqIE/s1600/summerday1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lgc82R-Mnfg/TfuEQXVGNZI/AAAAAAAAEuY/mWV8gBsUqIE/s320/summerday1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well really he is NOT sideways but my computer keeps flipping the morning photo of Adam, what's up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up late this morning, needed the sleep for sure. Had a chocolate mini donut that Papa left for Adam and a cup of milk for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam watched Wipeout and WALL-E while I took my second Unit test for my summer college class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we MUST play with LEGO's while watching TV, hence the wonderful picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a swim in Dayna's pool with Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Joe, Jim and Becca joined me, Papa and Adam at our house to have PIZZA for dinner and play some games on the Wii. OMG what fun, they were playing Wipe Out on the Wii and Jim was not doing well, and Adam just crossed those big ball obstacles like it was something he did every day, once he even jumped across them with his character facing backwards. I laughed so hard I almost wet my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK OK I am old, it happens, I'll admit it lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one went by fast, I sure hope the other 54 days don't go by this fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1881370791"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1881370792"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-3833146843540826271?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/3833146843540826271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=3833146843540826271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3833146843540826271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3833146843540826271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-one-of-super-summer-2011.html' title='Day One of Super Summer 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lgc82R-Mnfg/TfuEQXVGNZI/AAAAAAAAEuY/mWV8gBsUqIE/s72-c/summerday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5069879049392100284</id><published>2011-06-16T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T09:37:43.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let The Summer Begin 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8U0he976VXY/TfuBkvpvWpI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/YbyypYJS8Ck/s1600/day1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8U0he976VXY/TfuBkvpvWpI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/YbyypYJS8Ck/s320/day1.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thursday June 16, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and I prepared for our flight from South Carolina to New York. Isn't he so grown up already? I love the pilot hat. Yes Nana is a softie and actually bought it from a stand in the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flew from SC to Baltimore and then Baltimore to Albany. It was a long travel ride though as the planes were delayed due to stormy weather. We finally got home at about 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam said he NEEDED a cold ice cream treat. We tried to drive through Old Mac Donalds for a kiddie cone but they said no ice cream at 1am. :-( He is so grown up though not even a whine came out of him, instead he came to our new apartment and had a vanilla pudding cup and got ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be the best summer ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADAM IS IN NEW YORK AGAIN!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5069879049392100284?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5069879049392100284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5069879049392100284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5069879049392100284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5069879049392100284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2011/06/let-summer-begin-2011.html' title='Let The Summer Begin 2011'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8U0he976VXY/TfuBkvpvWpI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/YbyypYJS8Ck/s72-c/day1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-3864642833866620592</id><published>2010-11-07T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T12:31:17.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Breast Cancer Calendar is up for sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fitterknitter.com/breastcancercalendar.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TNcKbrouoBI/AAAAAAAAEr4/xW231ikFA3Q/s400/BreastCancerCalendar2011LR-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2011 Breast Cancer Calendar is ready and up for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please consider buying one to support Breast Cancer, you can click on the picture and it will take you right to to donate page and a calendar will be mailed out to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost is $18 and there are 12 NEW donated patterns not available anywhere but on the calendar plus a few bonus patterns in there too including a basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you don't knit it makes a beautiful calendar and supports a good cause and then if you know a knitter you could always get one as a gift for them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the 12 patterns in mine... can you guess which one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you missed our previous two calendars they are still available, years 2009 and 2010 on this same site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-3864642833866620592?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.fitterknitter.com/breastcancercalendar.html' title='2011 Breast Cancer Calendar is up for sale'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/3864642833866620592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=3864642833866620592&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3864642833866620592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3864642833866620592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2010/11/2011-breast-cancer-calendar-is-up-for.html' title='2011 Breast Cancer Calendar is up for sale'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TNcKbrouoBI/AAAAAAAAEr4/xW231ikFA3Q/s72-c/BreastCancerCalendar2011LR-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-286106396072448581</id><published>2010-11-04T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T23:08:08.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Years Finding ME Beneath all the FAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TNNrSbMftyI/AAAAAAAAEro/kaE2s_bk1RY/s1600/30years.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TNNrSbMftyI/AAAAAAAAEro/kaE2s_bk1RY/s640/30years.jpg" width="460" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's been quite the journey. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today is my 48th birthday. It's an important one for a few reasons. In 2007 the Dr told me I was in such bad health that I would have a stroke in 2 years and in 3 years I'd be dead.&amp;nbsp; As you can see I am NOT dead. I reversed that prediction and I have Dr Singh and weight loss surgery to thank for that. As well as my friends and family for the support along the way, and it goes without saying to God for preparing the way for me to get out of the death trap I was in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have to say I didn't believe I'd ever really get back to a normal size. Not for a long time. I've lost weight before and always found it again plus many more pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Even when I was small (aka high school photo) I didn't think I was small, my image of myself was not positive at all. I thought I was fat and ugly and not worth very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That is no longer the case. It took a long time to finally admit that it was OK to like and yes even LOVE myself. That does not mean I am self centered or conceited. Well maybe sometimes, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Being overweight was a shelter and a burden for me. I hid behind the weight because it gave people a reason to look down on me, and I think deep down I thought if I ever lost the weight I'd have nothing to hide behind and then when people didn't like me there would be nothing to blame except myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now I guess I don't care, if you don't like me it's your loss. I'm a great friend. And if you mistreat me or use me well again that's your loss. Unfortunately I hate to say that has happened recently, but when it did I did not turn to food to feed the hole that was left behind, I have truly changed the way I think and who I am.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was saying the surgery did NOT change me but I guess it did. I am confident, I am energetic, I am HUMAN.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I even cut my hair off, what was left anyway. Turns out everyone thinks I look better and younger with short hair, who'd a thunk it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One last comment, school is going great. It's a lot of work and I am just a little overwhelmed but it's FUN. Not much time for other things, like blogging, but I will try to get here when I can.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-286106396072448581?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/286106396072448581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=286106396072448581&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/286106396072448581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/286106396072448581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2010/11/30-years-finding-me-beneath-all-fat.html' title='30 Years Finding ME Beneath all the FAT'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TNNrSbMftyI/AAAAAAAAEro/kaE2s_bk1RY/s72-c/30years.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-8520987687105890324</id><published>2010-09-01T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T20:24:09.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 1, We Are All Winners</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TH8QVMdhe3I/AAAAAAAAEq4/Yq4aGxBlLPQ/s1600/winner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TH8QVMdhe3I/AAAAAAAAEq4/Yq4aGxBlLPQ/s320/winner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well at least I am, LOL. Yes I am a WINNER. What did I win you ask...hmm perhaps I should make you all guess...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell you what for everyone that guesses correctly and posts it in the comments I will draw a winner and send you something. Not sure what yet, I mean everything I own is packed in boxes somewhere bewteen the two houses but I have something, no worries.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Speaking of worries... Anyone afraid of elevators? My sister is terrified if them, she won't enter one if she's alone. Well as you may or may not know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;hmm did I mention on the blog that I was moving out of our "money pit" house and into adult/senior luxury apartments? Well if I didn't I am now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We moved in last weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We are now living in a giant HOTEL, lol. At least that's what it looks like to me. I LOVE it. We have an exercise room in our building (haven't used it yet) open 24/7 too... no bad weather excuses for me anymore, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;...Anyway, back to the elevator, we live on the 2nd floor. So we have the option of taking the elevator or walking up the stairs. I do both depending on what I'm carrying and how exhausted I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well last night my husband worked his security job and got home around midnight or so... tired as he was he entered the elevator and punched the #2 button and the doors closed. Then the worrying started... the #2 floor button light went out and the elevator did NOT move. No doors opened, nothing was happening. He was stranded in the elevevator alone in the middle of the night. He pushed every button and after 5 long minutes he was getting ready to push the emergency call when suddenly the doors opened. He jumped off, still on floor 1 and took the stairs. Needless to say after I heard this story I took the stairs all day today, ha good exercise right? Spoke to management and they will look into it but the elevator company thinks the elevator went into sleep mode? Really? Like my lap top does if I am not speedily typing on these keys? I've never heard of an elevator sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Speaking of sleeping... that's my biggest challenge right now. Especially with moving and school starting. I am lucky to get 3 hours a day in a row. I NEED more than that. Did you know that you can eat the same amounts and exercise the same every day, but if you don't sleep you will GAIN weight? TRUE fact. I have been through a lot to lose this weight and I certainly don't want to find it again because I am too "BUSY" to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tomorrrow is my second day on campus... so maybe I'll have something interesting to post about the days events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'll see you then... don't forget to comment and guess what I won... oh and please don't forget to follow my giveaway blog too, I'm in week two now and only 40 or so out of the 500 goal are following. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;I NEED YOU.&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/5453185182184756493-8520987687105890324?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/8520987687105890324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=8520987687105890324&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8520987687105890324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8520987687105890324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2010/09/september-1-we-are-all-winners.html' title='September 1, We Are All Winners'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TH8QVMdhe3I/AAAAAAAAEq4/Yq4aGxBlLPQ/s72-c/winner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-8439976466386398504</id><published>2010-08-31T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T19:57:16.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School Was The Easy Part LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TH23Q_stClI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/i0PvMG-DO58/s1600/keys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TH23Q_stClI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/i0PvMG-DO58/s320/keys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So Monday&amp;nbsp;I take my son to the hospital for a follow up visit, and in my haste to get there and the frustration of dealing with his attitude as we got out of the car I somehow managed to leave the keys safely in the ignition and then locked the doors to make sure they'd stay safe. Uh Oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TH23gabVmpI/AAAAAAAAEqo/JjogmxQkxNg/s1600/keys1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TH23gabVmpI/AAAAAAAAEqo/JjogmxQkxNg/s320/keys1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Of course I never paid attention to my moms advice about the cracked open window, cause we rolled those electric windows up nice and tight. Now it was 90+ degrees out so the wise thing, keys or no keys, would to have left a little crack for air, but like I said I was frustrated. Listen, mom's always see into the future I know this is a fact cause&amp;nbsp;I can see into my kids future all the time, I just can't see into my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TH23dTp7omI/AAAAAAAAEqg/WDRA_vtR9_I/s1600/keys4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TH23dTp7omI/AAAAAAAAEqg/WDRA_vtR9_I/s320/keys4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I called to have a locksmith/tow trucking company come to rescue my keys. Yeah, I called them back and canceled after they advised me the cost was $75. You have to be kidding me, give me a hanger and I'll do it myself. Of course I probably had a hanger in my car with all the moving and everything but the car was locked, lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was going to have my sister go to my new apartment and have the property manager let her into my apartment to get my spare car key and bring it to me, BUT the property manager has Monday's off. My husband was at work, I thought he had a spare key to my car, he did... but it was to the old car, the one we sold on craigs list 2 weeks ago. Oops. He couldn't leave work and even if he could he'd first have to get the upright freezer off his truck that he sold to a co-worker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yeah a comedy of errors this day was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So my nephew "Chuck" came and picked us up and brought us to his mom's, my sisters, house. I promptly borrowed a bathing suit of hers... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OK let me stop here for a moment... did you just read what I said? I borrowed a bathing suit from my small skinny sister and it FIT. It was one of those aha moments, I am not a FAT girl anymore. Ok back to the keys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I jumped in her pool, the air was warm but the water was COLD. I needed to cool off emotionally and physically. It did help, there is something to be said about what pool water does to my mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TH23ZMJD_hI/AAAAAAAAEqY/bdQ0u4XYXmo/s1600/keys3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TH23ZMJD_hI/AAAAAAAAEqY/bdQ0u4XYXmo/s320/keys3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Normally I have an extra door key attached to my purse, why? Cause I like to hoard things and carry everything but the kitchen sick when I leave the house. But since we started this move I have been downsizing everything including my suitcase sized purse, LOL The sad part was I have one of those cases that you can attach to your car somewhere to hold a spare key, and I SAW it just this past weekend when I unpacked a box and thought "I should really think about putting this on the car somewhere" Let me tell you friends, when you hear that still small voice LISTEN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well this all happened around 1pm and it was almost 8pm when I was finally home. Just in time to cook dinner, change clothes and head out to work. Spare keys in my posession too. I am paranoid now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's funny the day started out in a panic... I printed out my school schedule and realised one of the classes was at 10am and that was NOT going to work out for me. I rushed to the school Monday morning and met with my advisor and got it changed to online instead, this freed up my schedule and I was very excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I went online to check out the online classes I am taking, there are three of them, three on campus and three online. I was eagar to get home from the Drs and start the online stuff but of course that never happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So when I got to work last night I turned on the laptop and WHAT? No Internet. You have got to be kidding me? I finally did get on line and got to at least sign in to the classes and look around. Honestly out of that day the school stuff was the easy part, minus the parking lot at the college, wow what a zoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today, Tuesday, was my first on campus class. I LOVED it. The professor happens to be my&amp;nbsp;advisor and I like her. There are only 7 women students in the class and no men. Three of the 7 are over 40 too, it's going to be a fun class. Was supposed to last 3 hours but we were done in 90 minutes. &amp;nbsp;This class is about society and aging adults. I think I'm gonna post a poll on the blog I am curious about a few things we discussed, I'd love to hear your thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok I have rambled on long enough, I have online schooling to get to now. Oh and remember the NEW blog... please come and follow it too, I am trying to build it to 500 followers. There are new giveaways every Monday, and when I get 500 followers someone will win the Ipod Shuffle. Click on the link in the side bar or &lt;a href="http://freelyyouhavereceivedfreelygive.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Please send your friends too. Thanks everyone, you're the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-8439976466386398504?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/8439976466386398504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=8439976466386398504&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8439976466386398504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8439976466386398504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school-was-easy-part-lol.html' title='Back To School Was The Easy Part LOL'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/TH23Q_stClI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/i0PvMG-DO58/s72-c/keys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-7735588018821226388</id><published>2010-08-23T00:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T00:19:37.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOG...</title><content type='html'>I have started another BLOG... I really want to have a special place for contests and give aways and I don't want them to get mixed in and maybe overlooked with my never ending LOVe and Adoration for Adam and Knitting and my new LIFE as a healthy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be approaching manufacturers to donate products to be reviewed and given away and the more followers I have the better chance I have of getting some great stuff for you to get for FREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please head over to my new blog, and become a follower, enter the giveaways and send your friends and family too, OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new blog is called "Freely You Have Received, Freely Give"&lt;br /&gt; and you can get there by clicking on this &lt;a href="http://freelyyouhavereceivedfreelygive.blogspot.com/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; or the link now on my side bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone... I now bring you back to our normal scheduled program...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means soon I will be blogging here daily as well... starting September 1st, as I reflect on my first day back to school after 30 years... and the adventures I am sure I will face on a daily basis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-7735588018821226388?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/7735588018821226388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=7735588018821226388&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7735588018821226388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7735588018821226388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-blog.html' title='NEW BLOG...'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-8354502432009653925</id><published>2010-08-22T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T22:17:15.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another KEURIG contest, Woo Hoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/THICtp-HrRI/AAAAAAAAEpc/ckhWYyb8Sg8/s1600/keurigmini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508468277611310354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/THICtp-HrRI/AAAAAAAAEpc/ckhWYyb8Sg8/s400/keurigmini.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you all know I have been praying in a KEURIG ever since I used my dads for the first time almost two years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still waiting, and thanks to good friends looking out for me &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.libslibrary.blogspot.com"&gt;(Libby)&lt;/a&gt; I have been told of yet another KEURIG give away contest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I figure I can increase my chances if you all enter and when you win you donate the KEURIG to me, LOL. Just kidding, this is such a great coffee maker I wouldn't mind at all if you kept it for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is the link to the contest, but hurry it ends on August 31st, don't procrastionate. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The blog is called Faithfully Frugal and Free (what a great blog title, huh?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the cntest I am refering to is this one &lt;a href="http://www.faithfullyfrugal-and-free.com/2010/07/win-a-keurig.html"&gt;Win a KEURIG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many more contests so you might be entering them all day long, so rest up those typing fingers, LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-8354502432009653925?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/8354502432009653925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=8354502432009653925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8354502432009653925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8354502432009653925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-keurig-contest-woo-hoo.html' title='Another KEURIG contest, Woo Hoo'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/THICtp-HrRI/AAAAAAAAEpc/ckhWYyb8Sg8/s72-c/keurigmini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-151551728921101983</id><published>2010-08-06T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T10:16:12.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KEURIG giveaway contest, be still my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cafescrapper-scrapsoflife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s788.photobucket.com/albums/yy170/Susieqtpies/?action=view&amp;amp;current=butblankbfairy-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i788.photobucket.com/albums/yy170/Susieqtpies/butblankbfairy-1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lookie here, a blog about COFFEE and not just coffee but this month it's all about the KEURIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most everyone in the universe knows I WANT one of these coffee makers. Have now for two years. I have some coffee pods and even a filter cup but NO KEURIG. Of course I am praying for one to land in my lap at the amazing price of FREE. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting, but I haven't given up hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Libby was kind enough to email me a link to this contest revolving around a &lt;a href="http://cafescrapper-scrapsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/coffee-month-keurig-and-my-kap-giveaway.html"&gt;KEURIG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually has a ton of giveaways on her blog so even if you don't care about a KEURIG, which I find unbelievable, lol, there might be another contest right up your alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can be followed on Facebook and Twitter too so hook up you might just win something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my good news update for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to regular blogging in a few days, I have been MIA too long, I am ready to re-join the blog world again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Kathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://cafescrapper-scrapsoflife.blogspot.com/2010/08/coffee-month-keurig-and-my-kap-giveaway.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-151551728921101983?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/151551728921101983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=151551728921101983&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/151551728921101983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/151551728921101983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2010/08/keurig-giveaway-contest-be-still-my.html' title='KEURIG giveaway contest, be still my heart'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-6976052834319675160</id><published>2010-05-09T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T05:01:59.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Kidding Me?</title><content type='html'>Well I've gone and done it now, LOL. I got my progress report from the Y today for my April 2010 exercise results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S-aduQhfV8I/AAAAAAAAEn0/lQA6v53eIvc/s1600/april1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469232215523022786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S-aduQhfV8I/AAAAAAAAEn0/lQA6v53eIvc/s400/april1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too shabby huh? Didn't think I had it in me to lift all those Elephants in just 30 days. Of course I did more than weight lifting, I also swam and walked and elipiticaled lol is that even a real word? Well it is now. Let's Get Elipiticaled, let's Get Elipiticaled... can you hear the tune? Come on get Elipiticaled with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S-adt7PSsdI/AAAAAAAAEns/2klSlXZOKM8/s1600/april.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469232209809551826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S-adt7PSsdI/AAAAAAAAEns/2klSlXZOKM8/s400/april.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all that exercising burned a decent ammount of calories. Now you'd think burning all those calories I would have shown some weight loss but I am still plateaued, I am shrinking in size a little though, so I guess the muscle is leaning me up but not YET promoting weight loss on the scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S-ajv-CMQdI/AAAAAAAAEn8/kcHgE6-2ssA/s1600/dollar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S-ajv-CMQdI/AAAAAAAAEn8/kcHgE6-2ssA/s400/dollar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469238841989415378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of shrinking in size, funny thing happened to me last night. I was out helping a friend until almost 11pm and I did NOT have dinner and I was hungry on my way home. So I decided to stop at Taco Bell for a quick easy protein fix (smile) Pinto and Beans are always good, I LOVE Mexican type food. So I pulled through the drive through, got close to the window cause I have short arms. Took out my $2 to pay for the feast and the WIND blew one of the dollars right out of my hand. DRAT. The guy looks out his window and can see the buck near my front tire. He wasn't gonna let me go though, I had to get the $$. Well I thought about leaving it and digging for some quareters but decided I'd get out and try to get it. It was after all a dollar and they are hard to come by, right? So I opened my door, literally about 6" and thought how will I even get out of the door? But I got out, then I had to get past the window price thingy that sticks out and the side mirror on my car. I DID, got the dollar, got back to the door opened it again and slid in. Not a scratch on me or the car, LOL. This would never have been possible even a year ago. I am SHRINKING and it sure feels GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I feel great, and I LOVE exercising. In fact my life is starting to get crazy and I am starting to fear the 5-7 days a week at the Y are going to dwindle down a little, Yikes, Life is interferring with my exercise. Do real people ever think those thoughts? I actually printed a calendar out for scheduling so I can make sure I can schedule GYM time. Yes I am going to be that busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you all I signed up for college finally? Yes, it's official. I am going to take Human Services and become a Counselor/Social Worker. My hope is to work with adults and children struggling with weight issues, and helping those who have LOST a lot of weight and need help dealing with all that changes in their lives and bodies and minds. This I KNOW a lot about. I start school in the Fall. I'd like to take some classes on diet and nutrition as well as I think this will help me in this venture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's a quick update. I am still knitting, getting ready for my 30th high school reunion and seeing my dad and friends in CA again. Then Adam comes for 2 months in the summer. Then school starts. I promise to try to blog though so you all know I am still breathing. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-6976052834319675160?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/6976052834319675160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=6976052834319675160&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6976052834319675160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6976052834319675160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2010/05/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are You Kidding Me?'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S-aduQhfV8I/AAAAAAAAEn0/lQA6v53eIvc/s72-c/april1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-1565090018292445633</id><published>2010-04-19T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T16:27:27.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodness Graceous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zjsDf42QI/AAAAAAAAEnA/qtCrMPgi-uI/s1600/profile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461990794086373634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zjsDf42QI/AAAAAAAAEnA/qtCrMPgi-uI/s400/profile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow it's been forever since I have come here and blogged. I have been wanting to, I've so much to say , to share and to show, but the time simply vanishes before I can put my thoughts together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8ziQQFm_UI/AAAAAAAAEmw/D4g5UIItDT4/s1600/IMG_5033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461989216917847362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8ziQQFm_UI/AAAAAAAAEmw/D4g5UIItDT4/s400/IMG_5033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still knitting and crocheting and even a little counted cross stitch too. Still designing some dishcloth patterns and have started thinking outside my usual box in that area, learning some new stitches and enjoying them a lot. Lately it's been a stash of baby bibs, quick and easy. These are just a couple of the ones I finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zh_jiNKCI/AAAAAAAAEmo/IyqocJV9TEI/s1600/IMG_5030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461988930080286754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zh_jiNKCI/AAAAAAAAEmo/IyqocJV9TEI/s400/IMG_5030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam is still in SC and I miss him every minute of every day. But soon he will be here for two months in the summer and life will be heaven for about 60 days. I can't wait I have plans to enjoy every minute, we will be out and about enjoying the summer, because I CAN be out and about now. I have such a different life now, I can do so much. It's amazing the prison I was living in all these years, and now I have been set free. It's mind boggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zkGYMMXkI/AAAAAAAAEnI/OAO--tYkouk/s1600/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461991246317510210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zkGYMMXkI/AAAAAAAAEnI/OAO--tYkouk/s400/bike.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have discovered something about myself, you better sit down for this, I LOVE TO EXERCISE. OMG really, there is nothing I'd rather do most of the time... I have found myself thinking and even speaking out loud that LIFE is interfering with my exercise schedule... DR appts, housework, cooking meals, etc. takes away my time from the gym. LOL I can now do almost 20 min on the elipitical, I can ride a real bike now, I lift weights and of course I still swim, water aerobics too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zi59pNDQI/AAAAAAAAEm4/847YBAqVXt4/s1600/moasic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461989933521374466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zi59pNDQI/AAAAAAAAEm4/847YBAqVXt4/s400/moasic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health wise I am doing excellent. My weight loss has sort of plateaued since Thanksgiving, but I have lost a lot of weight I am sure my body is just trying to catch up to the shock. I am OK with that, at first it bothered me, but the Docs say I am a weight loss success, I have lost over 80% of my excess body weight and kept it off for over a year now, if I never lost another pound they would consider me a success. I still hope to eventually get to my goal weight, but that will involve some plastic surgery and I don't have the $$ for that unless I win the lotto, can anyone see into the future and tell me what numbers to pick? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zkyj7CAXI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/4lE5SzBXvMI/s1600/college.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461992005380997490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zkyj7CAXI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/4lE5SzBXvMI/s400/college.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously considering finally at the ripe old age of 47 1/2 of going to college for the first time. I have been rolling this idea around in my head for almost a year now. Not sure what I wanted to do, because really I can DO anything I want. I think after much prayer and thought I'd like to go for dietitian, nutrition and clinical social worker type degrees. I WANT to be able to help others, young and old, who struggle with weight loss, and I'd like to be able to councel after weight loss as well, because really the changes physically and mentally when you lose over 100 pounds is massive, and I think having gone through these myself I can help others as they reach that part of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zlvO2d_mI/AAAAAAAAEnY/OntvzE0SEFU/s1600/funny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461993047696735842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zlvO2d_mI/AAAAAAAAEnY/OntvzE0SEFU/s400/funny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd close out with a funny photo of Adam and Me from Christmas vacation. I'll be back more often I promise, I miss recording my thoughts and I have appreciated all your messages to me asking how I am doing and when I am blogging again. Thank you all for caring, it means the world to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-1565090018292445633?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/1565090018292445633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=1565090018292445633&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/1565090018292445633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/1565090018292445633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodness-graceous.html' title='Goodness Graceous'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S8zjsDf42QI/AAAAAAAAEnA/qtCrMPgi-uI/s72-c/profile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-1368706999019592101</id><published>2010-01-28T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T07:38:29.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nana You're not too OLD anymore!</title><content type='html'>Adam has come and gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S2GrGffqpBI/AAAAAAAAEk8/8NKMlNH6mjc/s1600-h/iphone+192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431810753607410706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S2GrGffqpBI/AAAAAAAAEk8/8NKMlNH6mjc/s400/iphone+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S2GrGGHjNTI/AAAAAAAAEk0/5qrSshv3w-4/s1600-h/Christmas2009Pics76.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431810746795373874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S2GrGGHjNTI/AAAAAAAAEk0/5qrSshv3w-4/s400/Christmas2009Pics76.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S2GrF-kzLeI/AAAAAAAAEks/MWrw7IK-dj0/s1600-h/iphone+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431810744770571746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S2GrF-kzLeI/AAAAAAAAEks/MWrw7IK-dj0/s400/iphone+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S2GrFWdvS6I/AAAAAAAAEkk/RmpdFFLmPJk/s1600-h/iphone+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431810734003538850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S2GrFWdvS6I/AAAAAAAAEkk/RmpdFFLmPJk/s400/iphone+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S2GrFOLi--I/AAAAAAAAEkc/0vu7e6MV964/s1600-h/iphone+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431810731779750882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S2GrFOLi--I/AAAAAAAAEkc/0vu7e6MV964/s400/iphone+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a few sample pictures from Adam's 2 week long visit. I have been wanting to get on here and blog forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam flew all by himself from North Carolina to New York. He is a brave and BIG boy now. He was so funny, he knew the plane was stopping at another airport before he got to NY but he didn't have to change planes. But he thought the plane when it got to NY was going to drop him right off at Nana's house. But once he saw me waiting he knew it was OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I spoiled him rotten, it's what Nana's do right? Several trips to Old McDonalds, an entire day at Chuckie Cheese, Christmas, playing in the snow, shopping and portraits at Sears, we filled up those two weeks fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hardest thing I ever had to do was send him back on that plane. But he will be back for 2 months in the summer, that is keeping me going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wasn't sure what he would say about my weight loss and my "new"hair but out of the mouth of babes came this comment... "Nana you're not too old anymore!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it's an update anyway, I am so hoping to get back into the swing of things and start blogging more regularly. So much is going on in my life. I think my blog is changing too... I need to have one for knitting and contests, and one for weight loss and one for Adam, LOL. But I don't know how to seperate all those as they all do intertwine together too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are your thoughts? Will I lose you with different blogs? I could have a link to each one from the other, but really maybe it's too much. Help!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-1368706999019592101?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/1368706999019592101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=1368706999019592101&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/1368706999019592101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/1368706999019592101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2010/01/nana-youre-not-too-old-anymore.html' title='Nana You&apos;re not too OLD anymore!'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/S2GrGffqpBI/AAAAAAAAEk8/8NKMlNH6mjc/s72-c/iphone+192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-2992579102522786078</id><published>2009-12-08T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:24:23.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Elephant??? Really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sx7B7x-QmsI/AAAAAAAAEjk/WZI3vSdk2c0/s1600-h/ElephantA1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412977034916829890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sx7B7x-QmsI/AAAAAAAAEjk/WZI3vSdk2c0/s400/ElephantA1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So last night I had a dream, well can you call it a dream or should we call it a nightmare? YIKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was somewhere, no clue where or who I was with, and for some reason I needed to take cover in my car or a car. Whatever. And suddenly this HUGE elephant charged the car, well I felt safe enough locked inside, until he SAT on the car and it started to crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to crawl onto the floor almost underneath the front seats... Now the good part about that is I WAS ABLE to do that, because I am no longer as fat as that elephant. Then the crushed car started rolling fast down a huge hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived, but really, who dreams about an elephant sitting on their car? Any dream solvers out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess maybe I have a lot on my mind, weighing me down, kind of like the elephant in the room scenerio? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam comes in 9 days... happy days will be here once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-2992579102522786078?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/2992579102522786078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=2992579102522786078&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2992579102522786078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2992579102522786078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/12/elephant-really.html' title='An Elephant??? Really?'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sx7B7x-QmsI/AAAAAAAAEjk/WZI3vSdk2c0/s72-c/ElephantA1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-8566169426808731505</id><published>2009-12-06T14:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T15:07:55.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Janmum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sxw2gYAcY1I/AAAAAAAAEjU/6BSAwA0yaco/s1600-h/janice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sxw2gYAcY1I/AAAAAAAAEjU/6BSAwA0yaco/s400/janice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412260782020518738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Janmum to Adam or mom to Angie and Janice to most everyone else. We said goodbye to her today, and remembered the life she shared with everyone. It of course was a sad day but also we know that Janice is no longer in pain. And for that we are all happy. Cancer is a vicious, awful, horrible disease and we continue to pray for a cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sxw2gAM_KDI/AAAAAAAAEjM/xTFRgdLKV0I/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sxw2gAM_KDI/AAAAAAAAEjM/xTFRgdLKV0I/s400/flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412260775630678066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The flowers were beautiful, daisy's and wildflowers, her favorite. Full of color and beauty and life, just as she would have wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janice had two children and three grandchildren and one on the way due in the Spring. Many things could have been said about Janice but one thing that was always evident was her LOVE for her family. With all her heart she loved her children and grandchildren and right to the last breath they and their happiness were foremost on her mind and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sxw2fjMjxiI/AAAAAAAAEjE/BASfKdRn__s/s1600-h/meandangie2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sxw2fjMjxiI/AAAAAAAAEjE/BASfKdRn__s/s400/meandangie2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412260767844255266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie and I&lt;br /&gt;(She will always be as a daughter to me and I will do my best to be a mother to her in Janice's absence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In memory of Janice E Harmon&lt;br /&gt;March 15, 1956 - December 1, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-8566169426808731505?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/8566169426808731505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=8566169426808731505&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8566169426808731505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8566169426808731505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-janmum.html' title='Goodbye Janmum'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sxw2gYAcY1I/AAAAAAAAEjU/6BSAwA0yaco/s72-c/janice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-6614021057390845097</id><published>2009-12-04T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:26:58.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Them Bones Them Bones Them Dry Bones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sxk9YgKXRwI/AAAAAAAAEis/6AzHLI29HDw/s1600-h/mybones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411423918421919490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sxk9YgKXRwI/AAAAAAAAEis/6AzHLI29HDw/s400/mybones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, that's me. Now you can all see what I look like on the inside, LOL. I had my annual bone density test yesterday and the tech was nice enough to give me a picture of my bones. I've never seen my bones before, so I thought it was COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test showed that my bones are strong and healthy and dense, so this means I am absorbing my vitamins and nutrients just fine. Woo Hoo, that's great news and something I was a little worried about since my mom has severe osteoporosis, I however am showing no signs of that disease. God is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The testing took place on the third floor of the building and with no thought or fear I took the stairs the whole way up and down. I have to admit though UP is easier and faster than DOWN. Also this test had me laying flat on my back and going under a machine, this is a NSV (non-scale victory) because in the past they have tried to do MRI's etc on me but I NEVER could fit to pass through the machines, even an OPEN MRI. Not to mention laying on my back caused great pain and made it hard to breathe. Not anymore. My life has changed so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxlESqsRo4I/AAAAAAAAEi8/GLpXkpy43yk/s1600-h/iphone+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411431514750690178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxlESqsRo4I/AAAAAAAAEi8/GLpXkpy43yk/s400/iphone+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of change, look at that a Christmas Tree in my living room. yes that is a HUGE change. I haven't had a tree up in well over 10 years. BUT this year Adam will be here for Christmas and I was told I HAD to have a Christmas Tree. No problem, I'll do anything for the Bubba, anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving the decorating for when he gets here, except for the lights and the bows. Somehow I managed to lose my Christmas Tree skirt while everything was in storage, so I am hurrying up to make one before Adam arrives. Here is my progress so far. Can I just say I LOVE this pattern, so easy and pretty. If you are a crocheter you can find the pattern &lt;a href="http://smoothfoxlover.blogspot.com/2009/10/smoothfoxs-christmas-tree-skirt-free.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sxk9ZBdmgWI/AAAAAAAAEi0/NU9iDjTtO1w/s1600-h/treeskirt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411423927360979298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sxk9ZBdmgWI/AAAAAAAAEi0/NU9iDjTtO1w/s400/treeskirt1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well I guess that's about it for my update today. I really want to get back to this pattern and finish it up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aunt Kathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-6614021057390845097?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/6614021057390845097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=6614021057390845097&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6614021057390845097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6614021057390845097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/12/them-bones-them-bones-them-dry-bones.html' title='Them Bones Them Bones Them Dry Bones'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sxk9YgKXRwI/AAAAAAAAEis/6AzHLI29HDw/s72-c/mybones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-6089720726939036381</id><published>2009-12-01T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:52:54.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam is Coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tickerfactory.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tickerfactory.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tickers.tickerfactory.com/ezt/d/4;10716;108/st/20091217/e/ADAM+ARRIVES/k/6fe6/event.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the ticker I added Adam is coming in just 16 days. I can hardly wait. I want it to be time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxXRBrw1L_I/AAAAAAAAEik/1Di5tbge6Bw/s1600/adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410460354213130226" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxXRBrw1L_I/AAAAAAAAEik/1Di5tbge6Bw/s400/adam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How can you NOT wanna HUG that face every moment of every day?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I saw Dr Polynice today. This is him. I told him he had to have his picture taken with me, all my Drs are on my one year check up visit. LOL. He said the scar looks great and doesn't need to see me again until August. He also said I should make my goal weight about 150 because the rest of the weight will be gone if I can ever get the excess skin removed. So if I went much lower than that I would end up being too thin. God that is so foreign to me, I never thought someone would tell me I was TOO THIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxXRBZ22O6I/AAAAAAAAEic/B0r1PntepLM/s1600/iphone+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410460349406526370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxXRBZ22O6I/AAAAAAAAEic/B0r1PntepLM/s400/iphone+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh and I finished my design for the 2011 breast cancer calendar, I sent it to &lt;a href="http://www.knitsbyrachel.com/"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt; to be blocked and photographed, I wish I had her talent in that area, she makes every cloth look like a masterpiece. The pattern won't be available until the 2011 calendar comes out next October but I thought I'd at least share the design with you. I really LIKE this one a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxXRAxOs_wI/AAAAAAAAEiU/Ly_J67dDnPc/s1600/Aunt%2BKathy%27s%2BPink%2BRibbon%2BHeart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410460338500730626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 352px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxXRAxOs_wI/AAAAAAAAEiU/Ly_J67dDnPc/s400/Aunt%2BKathy%27s%2BPink%2BRibbon%2BHeart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I do need a name for it, any suggestions?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I'll sign off for now, as susal I am tired early. Maybe I finally reached the age where staying up till midnight is not an option?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great night and if all goes well I'll blog again tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aunt Kathy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-6089720726939036381?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/6089720726939036381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=6089720726939036381&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6089720726939036381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6089720726939036381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/12/adam-is-coming.html' title='Adam is Coming'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxXRBrw1L_I/AAAAAAAAEik/1Di5tbge6Bw/s72-c/adam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-4932845483395764202</id><published>2009-11-30T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:26:03.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Gave At The Office Today</title><content type='html'>The Doctors office that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxSK4sxra9I/AAAAAAAAEiM/Pv87M0SQqF4/s1600/iphone+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410101759075642322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxSK4sxra9I/AAAAAAAAEiM/Pv87M0SQqF4/s400/iphone+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One bad thing about this weight loss surgery, you have to have your blood tested regularly to make sure malnutrition is not an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxSK4EGuTTI/AAAAAAAAEiE/Tlvs2oJ3-ZI/s1600/iphone+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410101748158057778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxSK4EGuTTI/AAAAAAAAEiE/Tlvs2oJ3-ZI/s400/iphone+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what they managed to get from me, took them 3 tries too. And I get to go back on Thursday for a bone density test next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's the good part of this surgery. I have been tested and monitored for so many things that IF anything ever goes wrong I am confident that they will discover it in early stages so it can be nipped in the bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nutritionist told me I was doing great. In the past year I have lost 72% of my excess weight. I am right on target. If I can keep uping the exercise I think I could actually reach my ultimate goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's my update for today, not too much to tell, I've been really busy and just plain tired come night time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some other news though... but I'll save that for another post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, and thanks for sticking around even though I was MIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-4932845483395764202?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/4932845483395764202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=4932845483395764202&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4932845483395764202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4932845483395764202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-gave-at-office-today.html' title='I Gave At The Office Today'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SxSK4sxra9I/AAAAAAAAEiM/Pv87M0SQqF4/s72-c/iphone+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-2553763377466200898</id><published>2009-11-26T07:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T07:48:04.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving 2009</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving Day 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things have changed in just one short year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up early this morning and met up with a couple girls from my support group for the annual Turkey Trot in Troy NY. This is the 62 annual event and my FIRST. I had never even considered walking 1 1/2 miles on purpose with thousands of other people. But this year... oh so different. I was excited, so excited in fact that even though I set my alarm for 6am I was up many times before that just to check to make sure it wasn't 6am yet. Pathetic I know, but I was so afraid I'd sleep through it on a fluke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sw6fN8pH5fI/AAAAAAAAEhU/aByxkXTe5Gw/s1600/iphone+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sw6fN8pH5fI/AAAAAAAAEhU/aByxkXTe5Gw/s400/iphone+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435264484271602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michelle, Me and Susan at the starting line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sw6fNhrEibI/AAAAAAAAEhM/OOWzJ9TsAJc/s1600/iphone+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sw6fNhrEibI/AAAAAAAAEhM/OOWzJ9TsAJc/s400/iphone+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435257244682674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then there was the man in the turkey hat. Well I had to have my photo taken with him. Thanks Susan for taking the pic, I am sure I embarrassed you asking a total stranger to have his picture taken with me. A year ago I wouldn't have dared ask a stranger to pose for a pic alone yet with me in it too. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sw6hiDLQTBI/AAAAAAAAEhc/pZi59NO0Im8/s1600/finishline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sw6hiDLQTBI/AAAAAAAAEhc/pZi59NO0Im8/s400/finishline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408437808858680338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here we are at the finish line, haha look how much we have shrunk, that walk did us good. LOL. I can so see this becoming a tradition for me. I enjoyed it so much. And especially the fact that I CAN do it now, just makes me want to do it more. of course next year I will either have pants that fit or suspenders, what fun I had pulling my pants up every couple blocks. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebackpew.com/backpew/0_turkeybravebird.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sw6fMxoD5NI/AAAAAAAAEg8/ccFGP9dtYoY/s1600/turkeybravebird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sw6fMxoD5NI/AAAAAAAAEg8/ccFGP9dtYoY/s400/turkeybravebird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408435244347155666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this day everyone, with your families and friends. Reflect on all the good things God has done in your life. There is always something to be thankful for, ALWAYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-2553763377466200898?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/2553763377466200898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=2553763377466200898&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2553763377466200898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2553763377466200898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving-2009.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving 2009'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sw6fN8pH5fI/AAAAAAAAEhU/aByxkXTe5Gw/s72-c/iphone+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5444315143070664128</id><published>2009-11-23T15:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:13:50.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG It's AK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SwsWlRFy3cI/AAAAAAAAEg0/d7TN6RRQ2Qo/s1600/newprofilepic5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SwsWlRFy3cI/AAAAAAAAEg0/d7TN6RRQ2Qo/s400/newprofilepic5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407440607087091138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I am alive and I am going to start blogging again too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I have been away so long, it's been good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to tell you all but I have also needed a break from the everyday blogging I was committing myself to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get ready to catch up on what's been happening, hopefully you all still remember who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Kathy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-5444315143070664128?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5444315143070664128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5444315143070664128&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5444315143070664128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5444315143070664128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/11/omg-its-ak.html' title='OMG It&apos;s AK'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SwsWlRFy3cI/AAAAAAAAEg0/d7TN6RRQ2Qo/s72-c/newprofilepic5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-645311959393952052</id><published>2009-09-21T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:59:44.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday- We Have A Winner...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrhWPCYRDPI/AAAAAAAAEgA/y4AT5lsCpHY/s1600-h/9-20rev.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384148170858106098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrhWPCYRDPI/AAAAAAAAEgA/y4AT5lsCpHY/s400/9-20rev.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday's eyeball bender was this corn husk/wild flower bouquet my husband made for me. I think it was for our anniversary. We have been married 29 years today. How can that be when I am only 27? LOL&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Here is today's eyeball bender. See if you can figure it out. Post your guess in the comment section for your entry in the contest today. All comments get an entry even if you can't figure the picture out. BUT if you are the first to guess correctly I will give you a second entry as a reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrhWOeirHpI/AAAAAAAAEf4/ZLFbiOBYaSo/s1600-h/9-21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384148161238081170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrhWOeirHpI/AAAAAAAAEf4/ZLFbiOBYaSo/s400/9-21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Speaking on entries and rewards... I am here to announce the winner from last weeks guesses. Are you ready? The winner is... MaryLynn.&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS...&lt;br /&gt;Please go to &lt;a href="http://www.knitsbyrachel.com/"&gt;Rachel's website&lt;/a&gt; to pick out the pattern you would like to have, either to knit up yourself of to have me knit up for you in the color of your choice. After you have made your pick drop me an email and I will send Rachel the info.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow at Noon I will be on an airplane on my way home to sunny San Diego, CA. I am finally all packed and ready to go. I have to drop my car off to the repair shop in the morning and make a couple phone calls but that's it.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's about it for me today. I should be asleep already. I guess I can slepp on the plane right? Well sort of, the DR said I have to walk at least once an hour during the flight.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Have a great night, sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;AK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-645311959393952052?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/645311959393952052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=645311959393952052&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/645311959393952052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/645311959393952052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday-we-have-winner.html' title='Monday- We Have A Winner...'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrhWPCYRDPI/AAAAAAAAEgA/y4AT5lsCpHY/s72-c/9-20rev.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-5444994929448442742</id><published>2009-09-20T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:25:07.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday- So Tomorrow The President Arrives To Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Srbvg_nIRwI/AAAAAAAAEfw/dxeEYwXKdFQ/s1600-h/hvcc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383753754678413058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Srbvg_nIRwI/AAAAAAAAEfw/dxeEYwXKdFQ/s400/hvcc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HVCC (Hudson Valley Community College) is just across the river from my house. And tomorrow The President will be arriving to town and going to speak at this college. Both my boys attended college here over the past few years. I expect traffic around town is going to be a tad bit crazy tomorrow. I fly out of the Albany airport on Tuesday, good thing it's not tomorrow huh? I can only imagine the delays with Air Force One on the landing field.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I walked to church again today. I LIKE walking to church. It doesn't take too long and I feel good by the time I get there. I'll be missing church now for about 5 weeks, but I plan on continuing to walk while visiting in San Diego again. And I hope my dad and his wife will attend church with me again on Sunday's like they did the last time I was there. So it's all good, right?&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;After church I went to an engagement party for our cousin's daughter. There was live music and good food. It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's eyeball bender was some potato dish my kids had at the Irish Fest last night. I thought about showing you the HUGE Turkey leg my oldest son was eating, he reminded me of a cave man knawing on an animal he just killed for dinner. YUCK, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrbvghfdJsI/AAAAAAAAEfo/G9yvKKwYTF8/s1600-h/9-19rev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383753746593162946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrbvghfdJsI/AAAAAAAAEfo/G9yvKKwYTF8/s400/9-19rev.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It does look good though, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Here is today's eyeball bender. See if you can figure it out and post your guess in the comment section. All comments get one entry right or wrong... but the first to guess correctly will get two entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrbvgKVOgaI/AAAAAAAAEfg/PwZun8ihp-A/s1600-h/9-20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383753740376244642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrbvgKVOgaI/AAAAAAAAEfg/PwZun8ihp-A/s400/9-20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've got another full schedule tomorrow and then Tuesday I am outta here. Needless to say I am tired for sure. I am off to bed now, good night all and sweet dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5453185182184756493-5444994929448442742?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/5444994929448442742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=5444994929448442742&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5444994929448442742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/5444994929448442742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-so-tomorrow-president-arrives-to.html' title='Sunday- So Tomorrow The President Arrives To Town'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Srbvg_nIRwI/AAAAAAAAEfw/dxeEYwXKdFQ/s72-c/hvcc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-3429266300362355665</id><published>2009-09-19T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:51:25.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday- So Sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrWkrKsV5xI/AAAAAAAAEfY/2WDYVwjkkE0/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383389991102965522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrWkrKsV5xI/AAAAAAAAEfY/2WDYVwjkkE0/s400/photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I was going through my jewelery and I found the mothers ring my husband gave me many many years ago. I wore it only a short time because my fingers were too fat, then I could finally wear it on my pinky finger... but today I tried it on and well it fit's loosly on the ring finger now. It's actually too big. But I am wearing it anyway, just because I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrWkqz-POAI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/XX1ww-HuZOc/s1600-h/9-18rev.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383389985004009474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrWkqz-POAI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/XX1ww-HuZOc/s400/9-18rev.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterdays eyeball bender was PEANUTS. I have a handful of these everyday. I love peanuts, they have protein and I can eat them really slow. The perfect treat after a meal.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Here is today's eyeball bender. Hmm can you figurre this one out? Post a guess in the comment section for an entry and if you are the first to comment with the correct guess you'll get an extra entry. All other comments get one entry even if you don't guess right.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrWkqbZUcgI/AAAAAAAAEfI/m5l1Wq96n1Q/s1600-h/9-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 115px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383389978406711810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrWkqbZUcgI/AAAAAAAAEfI/m5l1Wq96n1Q/s400/9-19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started packing today. I now have another big bag of clothes that are too big. All the pants I got into last week... too big. I have moved down a size in a week. I can only inagine what will happen when all this swelling is finally gone. Dr says that could be another 4 to 8 weeks. Yikes. I hope the clothes I pack for CA still fit when I am ready to come back home or I am in big trouble.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Well as usual I am exhausted. I am off to sleep, lot's happening tomorrow. Good night everyone and sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;AK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-3429266300362355665?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/3429266300362355665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=3429266300362355665&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3429266300362355665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/3429266300362355665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/saturday-so-sleepy.html' title='Saturday- So Sleepy'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrWkrKsV5xI/AAAAAAAAEfY/2WDYVwjkkE0/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-8579397441425497100</id><published>2009-09-18T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:00:48.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday- I'm A Freak...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/leu85XfNb0Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/leu85XfNb0Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone seeen this commercial? Vibrating mascara. OK Who would try that? Does the saying you're gonna poke your eye out sound familiar??&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Yep yesterday's eyeball bender was a bathroom scale. Let me first clarify, it's NOT my bathroom scale and that is NOT my weight. I wish it was, but it's not. My scale is a digital so I could'nt use it for the eyeball bender photo, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrRimNte51I/AAAAAAAAEfA/vZZ0TOXi2uE/s1600-h/9-17rev.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383035863269566290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrRimNte51I/AAAAAAAAEfA/vZZ0TOXi2uE/s400/9-17rev.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is today's eyeball bender. Can you figure out what this picture os of? Post your guess in the comment section for an entry in the contest. And if you're the first to guess correctly you will get tow entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrRilznFvZI/AAAAAAAAEe4/WDr_TDkpahk/s1600-h/9-18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383035856263429522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrRilznFvZI/AAAAAAAAEe4/WDr_TDkpahk/s400/9-18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I have done more cleaning and de-cluttering this week, to fill up a dumpster. I love how good everything looks though. Tomorrow I pack. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I did make it to the Y to renew my plan, and while I was there I treated myslef with 15 minutes in the hot tub and 15 minutes in the sauna. Oh how I had missed that pampering.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;DR gave me the A OK to fly away. He is very pleased with my healing and said in about 4-6 weeks most or all of the swelling will have gone away.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to bed, good night everyone sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;AK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-8579397441425497100?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/8579397441425497100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=8579397441425497100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8579397441425497100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8579397441425497100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-im-freak.html' title='Friday- I&apos;m A Freak...'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrRimNte51I/AAAAAAAAEfA/vZZ0TOXi2uE/s72-c/9-17rev.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-7154389895705482257</id><published>2009-09-17T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T20:10:30.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday- Times A Wastin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrL4GejL7CI/AAAAAAAAEew/uji65xRZed0/s1600-h/myclothes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382637294824713250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrL4GejL7CI/AAAAAAAAEew/uji65xRZed0/s400/myclothes.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This bundle of a mess of clothes is what I have left in my size. Today was the day I sorted out these garmets and tried to find a place to keep them. My husband has taken over the closet and dressers upstairs, is it possible that a man can have more clothes than a woman? Now I need to figure out what outfits I want to pack for the California trip.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdays eyeball bender was a cupcake from Autumn's birthday party over the weekend. Looks yummy huh? I wouldn't know though since I no longer can or desire to eat sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrL4GBW7luI/AAAAAAAAEeo/G7sVG4Eitdk/s1600-h/9-16rev.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382637286988682978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrL4GBW7luI/AAAAAAAAEeo/G7sVG4Eitdk/s400/9-16rev.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now for Thursday's eyeball bender. Take a look at the picture below and see if you can guess what it is. Post your guess in the comment section for your entry in the contest. Remember if you are the first correct guess you will get two entries instead of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrL4FoGQyFI/AAAAAAAAEeg/NacZzWp0DjI/s1600-h/9-17.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382637280207882322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrL4FoGQyFI/AAAAAAAAEeg/NacZzWp0DjI/s400/9-17.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow I have my follow up with the surgeon and get my final release for the plane ride to CA on Tuesday. I wonder if I will be done wearing this abdominal binder after tomorrow. Actually it's not that uncomfortable, I kind of like how it holds my stomach in firm, something my belly can't do on it's own because of the torture I but it through these past 20 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still pretty tired, I think it's a brain tired more than anything. But still...  I need to get to bed. Good night everyone and sweet dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5453185182184756493-7154389895705482257?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/7154389895705482257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=7154389895705482257&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7154389895705482257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7154389895705482257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/thursday-times-wastin.html' title='Thursday- Times A Wastin&apos;'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrL4GejL7CI/AAAAAAAAEew/uji65xRZed0/s72-c/myclothes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-113826180219954763</id><published>2009-09-16T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:47:12.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday- What Happened To Summer?</title><content type='html'>Boy did it suddenly get COLD here in Upstate NY. Or maybe it's just me. I almost considered turning up the heat. Burrr. Can you hear my teeth chattering? What happened to Summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrGuDrS4CFI/AAAAAAAAEeY/CNYyTvMHPI8/s1600-h/cereal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382274407869188178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrGuDrS4CFI/AAAAAAAAEeY/CNYyTvMHPI8/s400/cereal.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I picked up a box of cereal at Walmarts yesterday for my niece Hannah. I mean when you see cereal with her name plastered on the front you have no choice, right?&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's eyeball bender was a bendy straw. This was from my glass of water at Applebee's last night. You guys are pretty good at this. I need t0 make them harder, lol.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrGuDIjFhTI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/TW64A7mt-fE/s1600-h/9-15rev.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382274398541940018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrGuDIjFhTI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/TW64A7mt-fE/s400/9-15rev.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is today's eyeball bender photo... Post your guess in the comment section to get your entry and if you're the first correct guess you'll get a second entry just for being so smart.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrGuCzGY01I/AAAAAAAAEeI/7hwizC7O0Cc/s1600-h/9-16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382274392784425810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrGuCzGY01I/AAAAAAAAEeI/7hwizC7O0Cc/s400/9-16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well it was my night to teach at church. I was a little stressed about it. I just haven't had time to really prepare with everything going on and now my trip scheduled for Tuesday. But I managed to get it together and I guess it went pretty good. I really need to step up the game a little, but I have some time, I won't be on the schedule again until November when I return from CA.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Paid a ton of bills today and that's a relief. I hate it when I let those things build up. Tomorrow I sort my mountain of clothes and pack my suitcase for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Pretty tired, again. I hope you had a wonderful day and are getting some good quality sleep, sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;AK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-113826180219954763?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/113826180219954763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=113826180219954763&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/113826180219954763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/113826180219954763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday-what-happened-to-summer.html' title='Wednesday- What Happened To Summer?'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrGuDrS4CFI/AAAAAAAAEeY/CNYyTvMHPI8/s72-c/cereal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-7976152825341868831</id><published>2009-09-15T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:10:13.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday- Pinktooth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrBT9Z-KT7I/AAAAAAAAEeA/SgkoIf7SaEo/s1600-h/pinktooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381893869116477362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrBT9Z-KT7I/AAAAAAAAEeA/SgkoIf7SaEo/s400/pinktooth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have lost my bluetooth so when I was out today I decided to get a new one. I am going to need it for the upcoming CA trip. But I didn't get a Bluetooth, I got a PINKtooth, lol. I LOVE it, well you all know I love anything PINK. Now will I be able to figure it out, God only knows. It's charging now but I'll give it a test run tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I continued with my de-cluttering and cleaning today. I worked from 9am to 4pm. But then I left to deliver the 8 bags of too big clothes to a friend and then because she is disabled and in the same place I was just 2 years ago, I also drove her to the bank, the post office, Walmart and Staples. And then she treated me to dinner at Applebee's. It was delicious. I didn't get home though until 10PM. I am pretty tired. But it was a good day. All I have left to do is find a place to put the clothes that DO fit, and I have 4 small bags and 1 laundry basket of stuff to sort left. I'll work on those tomorrow, and then I need to pack my bag for the CA trip next week.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;So here is the full picture from yesterdays eyeball bender photo. This is NOT the picture I took. My picture once I cropped it was too small to be seen. {{sigh}} so I snagged this one off of google. When I was walking home from church on Sunday I saw the prettiest yellow butterfly around the dandilions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrBStgeKO4I/AAAAAAAAEd4/4FIrJWlpeeQ/s1600-h/9-14rev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381892496471767938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrBStgeKO4I/AAAAAAAAEd4/4FIrJWlpeeQ/s400/9-14rev.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now for today's eyeball bender... Can you figure out what this is? Post your guess in the comment section for your entry. And if you are the first to guess correctly you'll get a second entry as well. You don't have to be right to get an entry all you have to do is leave a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrBStb2LaJI/AAAAAAAAEdw/-SU-kHgS7-Y/s1600-h/9-15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381892495230331026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrBStb2LaJI/AAAAAAAAEdw/-SU-kHgS7-Y/s400/9-15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I am going to try to sleep early tonight. Besides the work around here I want to finish I also am preaching tomorrow night at church. Yeah don't ask where I am in that prepared Word. Yikes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night everyone, sweet dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AK&lt;br /&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/5453185182184756493-7976152825341868831?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/7976152825341868831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=7976152825341868831&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7976152825341868831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7976152825341868831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesday-pinktooth.html' title='Tuesday- Pinktooth?'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SrBT9Z-KT7I/AAAAAAAAEeA/SgkoIf7SaEo/s72-c/pinktooth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-8320952586337983977</id><published>2009-09-14T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:46:20.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday- And The Winners Is...</title><content type='html'>Well the winner of last weeks contest was &lt;a href="http://libneas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Libby&lt;/a&gt;. Congrats Libby and please head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.knitsbyrachel.com/"&gt;Rachels website&lt;/a&gt; and pick out the pattern you like the best. Email your choice to me at gimpykatk@aol.com and I will take it from there.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I worked all day today cleaning out clothes from the upstairs bedroom. I filled up three bags of garbage, 1 bag of little boys clothes for the good will, and 8 kitchen size garbage bags full of clothes that no longer fit me. I think there will actually be 9 bags, but I ran out fo energy.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's eyeball bender was a penny, It was actually a giant penny trivit my sister has on her counter. I forgot to save a full size pic so I can't show that to you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Here is todays eyeball bender. Post your guess in the comment section and the first correct comment get's 2 entries and all the other comments get one even if they guess wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq8m85mPutI/AAAAAAAAEdo/4BylWd1iREY/s1600-h/9-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 164px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381562907426274002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq8m85mPutI/AAAAAAAAEdo/4BylWd1iREY/s400/9-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am heading to bed now. I have worked non stop toady and I am TIRED. Hope you are all asleep already and having Sweet Dreams.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;AK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-8320952586337983977?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/8320952586337983977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=8320952586337983977&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8320952586337983977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/8320952586337983977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday-and-winners-is.html' title='Monday- And The Winners Is...'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq8m85mPutI/AAAAAAAAEdo/4BylWd1iREY/s72-c/9-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-4759391139852526869</id><published>2009-09-13T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:58:13.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday- HAPPY BIRTHDAY ADAM</title><content type='html'>Today my little Adam turned 5. He is such a BIG boy now and a big brother too. I am sad today, it's the first birthday of his I have missed. I did talk to him on the phone though. He sounds so grown up. So in honor of my Bubba's birthday here are some memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QKYky7lI/AAAAAAAAEdg/qxdchy8YrEI/s1600-h/wavinghands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381115637847486034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QKYky7lI/AAAAAAAAEdg/qxdchy8YrEI/s400/wavinghands.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken in the NICU, Adam was maybe a week old, and Angie and I were holding our hands to show how tiny he was. And Adam, smart as he always is, without us noticing also waved his hand for the picture. This is one of my favorite pictures of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QCJa8YnI/AAAAAAAAEdY/H0ml2E8evoM/s1600-h/foot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381115496340677234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QCJa8YnI/AAAAAAAAEdY/H0ml2E8evoM/s400/foot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam was 3 pounds when he was born 11 weeks early. He stayed in the hospital for a month before he could come home. He was the smallest baby I had ever held. You'd never know it now, that he was a preemie, he is just awesome.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QBjOz9dI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/O8YuQh_M0OE/s1600-h/myfirsttime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381115486089246162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QBjOz9dI/AAAAAAAAEdQ/O8YuQh_M0OE/s400/myfirsttime.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was the first to actually hold Adam after he was born, my son and I were on duty at the hospital and we asked the nurse when we'd be able to hold him, she thought we all had been holding him already so she sat me down and put him in my arms. This was the first of many Adam hugs that would brighten my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QBScQXzI/AAAAAAAAEdI/m_DnUWBTUfI/s1600-h/adam4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381115481582231346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QBScQXzI/AAAAAAAAEdI/m_DnUWBTUfI/s400/adam4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course we have to show a picture of Adam now, this was just before he moved away, playing with his Star Wars Legos with his daddy at Hannah's house. He loves building these ships and wants a REAL Star Trooper ship. Um Adam you just can't buy those... But why??? I really want one Nana.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdays eyeball bender was a dandilion. I saw it when I was on my afternoon walk yesterday and thought hey this will make a good eyeball bender photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QAzN587I/AAAAAAAAEdA/ZtBjHN72huA/s1600-h/9-13rev.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381115473200542642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QAzN587I/AAAAAAAAEdA/ZtBjHN72huA/s400/9-13rev.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least here is today's eyeball bender. Can you figure this one out? Post your guess in the comment section for the last entry in this weeks portion of the September contest. The first correct guess will get two entries and all other comments right or wrong will get one entry.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QAieIM_I/AAAAAAAAEc4/JBtkEApFxUc/s1600-h/9-12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381115468705182706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QAieIM_I/AAAAAAAAEc4/JBtkEApFxUc/s400/9-12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoping to have my flight info tonight or tomorrow. This way I can plan on when I will be able to get to SC to see Adam too.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that's about it for me today. Have a wonderful night, sweet dreams. I'll announce a winner on tomorrows blog.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;AK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-4759391139852526869?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/4759391139852526869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=4759391139852526869&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4759391139852526869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/4759391139852526869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunday-happy-birthday-adam.html' title='Sunday- HAPPY BIRTHDAY ADAM'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sq2QKYky7lI/AAAAAAAAEdg/qxdchy8YrEI/s72-c/wavinghands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-2343832146878002133</id><published>2009-09-12T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T21:47:31.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday- Monopoly? I'd Rather Eat Sushi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sqxx6_eKkAI/AAAAAAAAEcw/dxczI9seYZs/s1600-h/IMG_1569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380800913085206530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sqxx6_eKkAI/AAAAAAAAEcw/dxczI9seYZs/s400/IMG_1569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sisters dog Julia and her son Chuck the Duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sqxx6npBOEI/AAAAAAAAEco/3xqoD_PSbtM/s1600-h/IMG_1566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380800906688280642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sqxx6npBOEI/AAAAAAAAEco/3xqoD_PSbtM/s400/IMG_1566.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is Autumn, my niece. She turned 20 today. I remember the day she was born, gosh that went by fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Autumn wanted to play Monopoly for her birthday today. I hate monopoly. I'd rather eat sushi, yuck. But it was a PINK monopoly game, I guess it gets a few brownie points for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday's eyeball bender was hamburger meat cooking. I have had this desire for a taco, so last night I finally decided to cook some. Of course I ended up burning the meat a little because I went to my sisters to get the picture of the coat and was there too long, oops. So this is what my "taco" looked like. There is a taco shell inside that tortilla. My own "double decker" taco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sqxx6MYijAI/AAAAAAAAEcg/e-PZRV6xOmQ/s1600-h/9-11rev.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380800899371404290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sqxx6MYijAI/AAAAAAAAEcg/e-PZRV6xOmQ/s400/9-11rev.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today's eyeball bender. Can you figure this one out? Give it a try and post your guess in the comment section. As usualy the first correct guess will get two entries and all other guesses right or wrong get one entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sqxx56wJj7I/AAAAAAAAEcY/880RrUcAqG0/s1600-h/9-13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380800894638591922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sqxx56wJj7I/AAAAAAAAEcY/880RrUcAqG0/s400/9-13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went for a walk today. I walked for an hour. It felt good. But I am pretty tired tonight. I think it's a good tired so I am gonna take advantage of it and get to bed real soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great night, sweet dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-2343832146878002133?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/2343832146878002133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=2343832146878002133&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2343832146878002133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2343832146878002133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/saturday-monopoly-id-rather-eat-sushi.html' title='Saturday- Monopoly? I&apos;d Rather Eat Sushi...'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/Sqxx6_eKkAI/AAAAAAAAEcw/dxczI9seYZs/s72-c/IMG_1569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-259365913228547791</id><published>2009-09-11T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:40:14.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday- What A Find!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqsFrC5d3iI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/JOALHDUjHyw/s1600-h/IMG_1550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380400416894606882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqsFrC5d3iI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/JOALHDUjHyw/s400/IMG_1550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I stopped by my moms today. She is moving and has been downssizing. She recently had a yard sale and had some clothes there mostly in a size 12. I decided to see if there were some items for my friend Kathy and cousin Nanci since they are already at or are fast approaching that size. I did find some clothes for them and then my mom handed me her green wool coat. You should take this she said. Um Ma I am three times your size, I don't think your coat will fit me. Just try it on she says. So I did, looking forward to proving her wrong. I should know by now MOMS are always right. I tell my boys that all the time. So now I have a winter coat. I needed one too, so What A Find!!! Only thing that would make it even better is if it were PINK. lol.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday's eyeball bender... was a brownie cooked in a cupcake wrapper. They had them at the church picnic over Labor Day weekend. I didn't eat any of the desserts but there sure were a lot and they looked delicious. That's one thing that can always be said about my church, they feed you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqsFq-fEEtI/AAAAAAAAEcI/5CYesDdW-00/s1600-h/IMG_1533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380400415710122706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqsFq-fEEtI/AAAAAAAAEcI/5CYesDdW-00/s400/IMG_1533.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is today's eyeball bender. I just took this picture about 2 hours ago. Interesting huh? So can you figure out what it is? Post your guess in the comment section and receive an entry in this weeks contest. And if you are the first one to post the correct guess you will get two entries instead of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqsFqbhzOMI/AAAAAAAAEcA/-xgQUaDglcE/s1600-h/9-11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380400406326360258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqsFqbhzOMI/AAAAAAAAEcA/-xgQUaDglcE/s400/9-11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I finished reading "The Shack" today. Have any of you read this book? I LOVED it. I highly recommend it. I am considering getting a few copies and giving them as gifts. I rarely do that, but it really was an eye opening book for me and gave me hope about a lot of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a long day today. I'll maybe talk more about it tomorrow. But tonight I am going to bed early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great night and sweet dreams everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5453185182184756493-259365913228547791?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/259365913228547791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=259365913228547791&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/259365913228547791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/259365913228547791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-what-find.html' title='Friday- What A Find!!'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqsFrC5d3iI/AAAAAAAAEcQ/JOALHDUjHyw/s72-c/IMG_1550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-2794284329613237222</id><published>2009-09-10T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T20:46:15.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday- If I Could Talk To The Animals...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqnCKPzv_uI/AAAAAAAAEb4/pVTUKkNgCk8/s1600-h/zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380044711168835298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqnCKPzv_uI/AAAAAAAAEb4/pVTUKkNgCk8/s400/zoo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I talked to Adam this afternoon, and he was so excited to tell me where he had just been. Yep you guessed it, THE ZOO. It was awesome hearing him tell me all about the animals he saw, the lizards, and owls and... he just went on and on. His other Grandma will be there tomorrow I think, and I am glad he will get to see her for his birthday. I wish I was going to be there too. This will be the first birthday of his I have ever missed. I was even there when he was born.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Saw my primary DR today for my regualr check up. Got the flu shot, not for the new flu but just the regular flu. Looks like I am gonna live a little longer, lol. And now hopefully won't get the flu this winter either.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday's eyeball bender, yep most of you if not all guessed correctly it was a caterpillar. And a HUGE one at that. So tell me are there people that eat caterpillars? I know I wouldn't protein or not. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqnCJpGGM_I/AAAAAAAAEbw/IESnLFReedk/s1600-h/9-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380044700776805362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqnCJpGGM_I/AAAAAAAAEbw/IESnLFReedk/s400/9-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here's today's eyeball bender... Take a look at the picture below and see if you can make out what it is. Post your guess in the comment section, the first correct guess will get two entries and all other comments will receive 1 entry just for trying whether right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqnCJCjYVLI/AAAAAAAAEbo/8CapI_Nj8es/s1600-h/9-10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380044690430645426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqnCJCjYVLI/AAAAAAAAEbo/8CapI_Nj8es/s400/9-10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tomorrow I am dropping the car (Barbie) off to the repair shop to see what she needs done to her to pass inspection. I hope not too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still waiting for my ticket info for my upcoming trip to CA. Hopefully they will come tomorrow. it's so hard to plan a trip when you have no clue what day you are leaving or returning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a wonderful night, sleep tight and sweet dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5453185182184756493-2794284329613237222?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/2794284329613237222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=2794284329613237222&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2794284329613237222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/2794284329613237222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/thursday-if-i-could-talk-to-animals.html' title='Thursday- If I Could Talk To The Animals...'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqnCKPzv_uI/AAAAAAAAEb4/pVTUKkNgCk8/s72-c/zoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-6621301840894892013</id><published>2009-09-09T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:11:22.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday- What Is That?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqgJDuGZN0I/AAAAAAAAEbg/9DIwZ8jF580/s1600-h/9-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379559714413164354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqgJDuGZN0I/AAAAAAAAEbg/9DIwZ8jF580/s400/9-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well there you go, it was a HOT DOG Octopus on a plate of shells. Isn't it cute? I am definately gonna make this for Adam when he comes to stay with us. Of course those shells will have to be covered in Velveeta cheese or he isn't gonna touch them. I won;t touch them either way, since surgery pasta and me, we just don't get along. Oh well, I can eat the octopus.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Here is today's eyeball bender. I apologize for the small and rather blurry picture but when I cropped it this was what I was left to work with. I'll give you a hint... It's not food, well not people food anyway. Wait maybe it could be, ah shucks I don't know... you'll have to decide. I mean people eat anything these days don't they?&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;So post your guess in the comment section. The first correct guess will get 2 entries in the contest and all other comments will get one entry right or wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqgJDJu-iYI/AAAAAAAAEbY/7zFEIxTRPWA/s1600-h/9-9rev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379559704651270530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqgJDJu-iYI/AAAAAAAAEbY/7zFEIxTRPWA/s400/9-9rev.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The prize is the same as last week in case I forgot to mention it. It's a free pattern of your choice from &lt;a href="http://www.knitsbyrachel.com/"&gt;Knits By Rachel&lt;/a&gt; if you are a knitter, and if not a knitter, you can pick out one you like and I personally will knit it up for you (twice). These are mostly dishcloth patterns and believe me once you use a homemade cotton dishcloth you'll never go back to store bought.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Nothing exciting going on here today. I pretty much vegged out all day, I did do dishes and laundry. Leaving soon to take my son to physical therapy, and then to church. I always seem to be rushing to get my blogging done when I am so tired, that I thought I'd try to blog earlier tonight.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are having a wonderful day, and a great evening. Sweet dreams when you finally go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;AK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-6621301840894892013?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/6621301840894892013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=6621301840894892013&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6621301840894892013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/6621301840894892013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday-what-is-that.html' title='Wednesday- What Is That?'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqgJDuGZN0I/AAAAAAAAEbg/9DIwZ8jF580/s72-c/9-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-7160129308194141496</id><published>2009-09-08T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:42:47.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday- Tell Me Who you Are Again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqcfSvQtK1I/AAAAAAAAEbQ/xQxDRCsyMQw/s1600-h/192230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379302686701988690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqcfSvQtK1I/AAAAAAAAEbQ/xQxDRCsyMQw/s400/192230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I stopped at the repair shop today because "Barbie" my car needs to have some repairs done so I can get her inspected before I head out to CA again. Now we have used this repair shop for at least 10 years I am thinking maybe 15. I know the owner well, we are on a first name basis. So I decide to stop there this afternoon to make an appt to have the car looked at. When I walked in Nick was on the phone so I stood there and waited. When he was finished he said " May I help you?" I looked at him and said... "It's Kathy Brundige" and Nick fell off his chair. He said he didn't even recognize me at all. He asked how much I had lost and when I told him 317 pounds he almost fell out of the chair again. It's kind of fun seeing people I haven't seen in over a year, I guess it's noticable to them. I still see ME when I look in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I am holding one of the pieces I made to the Progressive Rummy card game set I made for my MIL's birthday. Have you ever played this Rummy game? It's really fun and when I was in CA with my dad we must have played at least 15 games. Anyway there are 10 levels to this game and these flip card instructions help you remember what level you are on when playing. I was thinking about making a few more sets and putting them in the ETSY store, but I am not so sure. I think I have 4 blisters on my fingers trying to get those ring things over everything. Before I commit I need to find an easier way to assemble. Otherwise I might get committed.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqcfSN_5rpI/AAAAAAAAEbI/U1L3ouUu6MI/s1600-h/rummyset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379302677773135506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqcfSN_5rpI/AAAAAAAAEbI/U1L3ouUu6MI/s400/rummyset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the complete set.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdays Eyeball bender was a button, and I LOVED it. I have a thing for buttons. I rarely use them but I still want everyone I see. It's a sickness. If you want to see the actual button it was on &lt;a href="http://kadezmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shelly's blog&lt;/a&gt; yesterday. Go on over there and check it out.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Todays Contest Stuff-&lt;br /&gt;This was an interesting picture I received in an email today. It's not a photo I took myself, however I will at some point have the opportunity to do so in the near future. What a funny thing. So take a guess, post your thoughts in the comment section. The first correct guess receives 2 entries and all other comments each receive one entry. Right or wrong, it doesn't matter so just jump right in ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqcfRyfuM6I/AAAAAAAAEbA/6Y9atCBJD5E/s1600-h/9-8rev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 92px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 87px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379302670390408098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqcfRyfuM6I/AAAAAAAAEbA/6Y9atCBJD5E/s400/9-8rev.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to get an email tonight with my flight plans for CA. I know the tickets have been purchased but I have no clue when I am leaving or coming home for that matter. But I am so excited to be going back again.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Of course I am tired again, so I am going to hit the pillow and sleep. I have a slight headache and a backache too, I think it's from working so hard on those card things. OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Have a great night, sweet dreams everyone.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;AK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-7160129308194141496?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/7160129308194141496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=7160129308194141496&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7160129308194141496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/7160129308194141496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesday-tell-me-who-you-are-again.html' title='Tuesday- Tell Me Who you Are Again?'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqcfSvQtK1I/AAAAAAAAEbQ/xQxDRCsyMQw/s72-c/192230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5453185182184756493.post-1947489383501962714</id><published>2009-09-07T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:23:27.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday- Make Way For This Weeks Winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqXa7FowfBI/AAAAAAAAEa4/apKNnmBanA0/s1600-h/adam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378946038624189458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqXa7FowfBI/AAAAAAAAEa4/apKNnmBanA0/s400/adam1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam want's to give a woo hoo to last weeks winner.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Well I have consulted with REGIS, that's the name of my Random Number generator, and together we came up with comment #46. That just happens to be &lt;a href="http://claudiasnook.blogspot.com/"&gt;Claudia&lt;/a&gt;. So Claudia head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.knitsbyrachel.com/"&gt;Rachel's website&lt;/a&gt; and pick out the dishcloth pattern of your choice and then email me with your pick and the email address you'd like Rachel to send it to. My email again is &lt;a href="mailto:gimpykatk@aol.com"&gt;gimpykatk@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Now no worries if you didn't win last week, there will be another winner announced every Monday this entire month. All you have to do is come here daily and leave a comment to be entered.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's picture was of a flame, from one of those table top torches. You guys are pretty good, much better then I am at these things.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of comments, here is today's eyeball bender photo. I snagged this from a blog of one of my followers. I could tell you to find the blog but I won't. Just see if you can guess what this object is. Post your guess in the comment section, the first correct guess will get two entries all other comments will receive one entry right or wrong.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqXYFzVEkzI/AAAAAAAAEaw/9X1o7ch_N6k/s1600-h/9-7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqXYFzVEkzI/AAAAAAAAEaw/9X1o7ch_N6k/s1600-h/9-7"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 44px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 54px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378942924153459506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqXYFzVEkzI/AAAAAAAAEaw/9X1o7ch_N6k/s400/9-7" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not too much else happening around here today. So this is a short and sweet blog post today. I sure need to find my energy, I am not used to being so tired.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a wonderful holiday weekend, and sweet dreams tonight.&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;AK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5453185182184756493-1947489383501962714?l=gimpykatk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/feeds/1947489383501962714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5453185182184756493&amp;postID=1947489383501962714&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/1947489383501962714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5453185182184756493/posts/default/1947489383501962714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gimpykatk.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday-make-way-for-this-weeks-winner.html' title='Monday- Make Way For This Weeks Winner'/><author><name>Aunt Kathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12514317407057443626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SG7FL_CX57I/AAAAAAAABbQ/EVSdcslNYrk/S220/AKButton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9N1uLiN3kFI/SqXa7FowfBI/AAAAAAAAEa4/apKNnmBanA0/s72-c/adam1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
