<?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-13184337</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:44:36.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kronikals</title><subtitle type='html'>komments from k1</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-7093467876176547308</id><published>2007-04-14T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T22:19:13.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>Ok. I'm back from my 7-month hiatus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-7093467876176547308?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/7093467876176547308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=7093467876176547308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/7093467876176547308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/7093467876176547308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2007/04/hiatus.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-115785755991655747</id><published>2006-09-09T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T20:07:36.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm All Stitched Up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/K1%20Stitches_08-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/320/K1%20Stitches_08-06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, so I know this looks gross. This photo was taken just moments after the nurse pulled the staples out... OUCH! I'm surprised that the surgeon didn't cut a straighter line. I mean seriously... couldn't they have used a ruler or something? I would have preferred a straight scar. Oh, well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-115785755991655747?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/115785755991655747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=115785755991655747&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/115785755991655747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/115785755991655747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-all-stitched-up.html' title='I&apos;m All Stitched Up...'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-115540483357206994</id><published>2006-08-12T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T19:12:34.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is what my broken kneecap looks like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/K1%20Knee_08-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/400/K1%20Knee_08-06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a dark and stormy night... :) Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the real story. It was the evening of August 9th. I decided to freshen up my pillows by throwing them in the washing machine. (It seemed like a good idea at the time.) Moments later... I walked into the kitchen... and OOPS! I slipped on a puddle of water in the floor... and tried to catch myself by landing on my left knee. Apparently, the pillows overloaded the machine... which made it leak all over the floor. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE LESSON: Rather than washing old pillows, just throw them away &amp;amp; buy new ones. Even a $100 pillow would be cheap compared to knee surgery. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-115540483357206994?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/115540483357206994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=115540483357206994&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/115540483357206994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/115540483357206994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-is-what-my-broken-kneecap-looks.html' title='this is what my broken kneecap looks like...'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-114920713086443117</id><published>2006-06-01T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T17:12:10.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kwotable: part ichi</title><content type='html'>I find these kwotes to be kwite amusing. I think they may have even inspired me. in fakt, this will be the first in a series of kwote posts. Let's play a game. "Name that Author". Kinda lame for a game title, but u get the idea. Whose words are these? (Also, please post a komment to tell me which of these kwotes you like best.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is only one thing in life worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I choose my friends for their good looks, my acquaintances for their good characters, and my enemies for their intellects. A man cannot be too careful in the choice of his enemies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Women are made to be loved, not understood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is what you read when you don't have to that determines what you will be when you can't help it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The basis of optimism is sheer terror."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The cynic knows the price of everything and the value of nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of course I have played outdoor games. I once played dominoes in an open air cafe in Paris."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No object is so beautiful that, under certain conditions, it will not look ugly. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is never fair, and perhaps it is a good thing for most of us that it is not. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He was always late on principle, his principle being that punctuality is the thief of time. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-114920713086443117?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/114920713086443117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=114920713086443117&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114920713086443117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114920713086443117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/06/kwotable-part-ichi.html' title='kwotable: part ichi'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-114763697531454297</id><published>2006-05-14T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T18:02:37.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Jesus Love Pedro?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.exclaim.ca/images/napoleon_dynamite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.exclaim.ca/images/napoleon_dynamite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm perplexed. I can't quite figure out what I think about this, so I'm opening the floor for discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the deal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, a co-worker of mine told me that he found the funniest t-shirt (ala "VOTE FOR PEDRO") that said, "JESUS LOVES PEDRO". He decided not to buy it because he thought it might be sacrilegious. Enter my dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought #1: Is the shirt itself sacrilegious? His reason for declaring its sacrilege was that the t-shirt wouldn't be appropriate to wear in a bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought #2: Is it appropriate to wear that shirt into a bar? Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments welcome. My curiosity awaits satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I will reserve my personal opinions (which have not yet been concretely formed) for a later date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-114763697531454297?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/114763697531454297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=114763697531454297&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114763697531454297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114763697531454297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/05/does-jesus-love-pedro.html' title='Does Jesus Love Pedro?'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-114506902616073779</id><published>2006-04-14T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T15:41:05.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so glad that K2 has a boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/strawberries.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/320/strawberries.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;know why? cuz it puts her in a good mood &amp; she does sweet things for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweet thing #1: she made these chocolate-covered strawberries for me (see big picture). she put them in the fridge with a note that said, "Thank you for always letting me stay with you!" ( see little picture.)  you see... Jason lives in springfield... so k2 stays with me most weekends. i'm glad. it's nice to have her around. and not just cuz she makes exquisite strawberries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweet thing #2: she cleaned my bathroom. wow. what a chore that was! she even cleaned my rug... which had so much hair on it... yuck... but that's what happens when you have long hair... it falls out when you comb/brush it... and it lands on your bathroom rug. just a part of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sweet thing #3: she left a yummy plate of leftovers for me from the meal she cooked for j-man. it was a pork chop, rice, and carrots. yum, yum, and yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm sure more sweet things will occur. k2's just sweet like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-114506902616073779?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/114506902616073779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=114506902616073779&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114506902616073779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114506902616073779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-so-glad-that-k2-has-boyfriend.html' title='i&apos;m so glad that K2 has a boyfriend'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-114506800539155563</id><published>2006-04-14T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T19:26:45.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hop hop hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/ihop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/320/ihop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i hop. yep. that's where we went to eat after the branson prom last weekend. since it's easter this weekend, i thought it would be appropriate to talk about hopping. i hopping. so after the prom, we hopped over to the ihop to eat breakfast... including eggs... which is also appropriate to mention at easter. this is a very holiday-appropriate blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are the captions to these pix: K4 is happy cuz she's with Keith. K5 is happy cuz she's with Jerod. K2 is sad because Jason wasn't there. (Jason: you're such a loser! why did you not come to the prom with us? you would've had fun. you missed out, dude.) And the final caption: K3. happy and content. wistfully looking off into the future where she will be happily united with her guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom and dad were there, too. i didn't get pictures of them. i didn't get a picture of me either. oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-114506800539155563?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/114506800539155563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=114506800539155563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114506800539155563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114506800539155563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/04/hop-hop-hop.html' title='hop hop hop'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-114452330564543343</id><published>2006-04-08T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T12:08:25.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i think k2 needs her own blog</title><content type='html'>don't you agree? then she could post stuff like her pix with the senator or whoever it was at CofO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-114452330564543343?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/114452330564543343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=114452330564543343&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114452330564543343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114452330564543343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-think-k2-needs-her-own-blog.html' title='i think k2 needs her own blog'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-114197342154645344</id><published>2006-03-09T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T21:02:21.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to xanga or not to xanga... that is the kwestion</title><content type='html'>so some of my friends have xanga sites, so i thought i would try it out for myself. i built a little site. (if i build it, will he come?) hmmm. not sure if i prefer blogspot or xanga. hmmm. decisions, decisions. i do like the new name for it. i like it that it has the word "yak" in it. kwite appropriate for me, i think. komments welkome. let the debate begin. blogspot or xanga? xanga or blogspot? &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/kristyakak1"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/kristyakak1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-114197342154645344?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/114197342154645344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=114197342154645344&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114197342154645344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114197342154645344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-xanga-or-not-to-xanga-that-is.html' title='to xanga or not to xanga... that is the kwestion'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-114197078478162838</id><published>2006-03-09T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T22:06:24.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>K4's Wedding Album Finally Online!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;K4 has been working on her wedding album since... well... since her wedding in august! and she has finally posted her album online. and i love it. and i want everyone to go look at it. so go. go now. go see k4's awesome album. and then you will know. you will know what i know. you will know what napoleon dynamite himself knows... that k4 has "skills": art skills, computer skills, graphic design skills, photoshop skills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;do it: see it: click it: &lt;a href="http://www.plumleephoto.com/wedding/kelkei/1.html"&gt;http://www.plumleephoto.com/wedding/kelkei/1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-114197078478162838?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/114197078478162838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=114197078478162838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114197078478162838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114197078478162838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/03/k4s-wedding-album-finally-online.html' title='K4&apos;s Wedding Album Finally Online!!!'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-114015471303691932</id><published>2006-02-16T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T18:30:05.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snow &amp; sunsets &amp; singers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/singingvalentines.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/200/singingvalentines.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ok, i've been having the BEST valentine's day &amp; week ever!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;first, let me start by revising one of my new year's goals. the one about dating twelve guys this year. scratch that! i'm not going on any more dates this year. no dates. none. nada. nicht. (isn't that "no" in german?) so what am i going to do, you might ask? well... i'm going to focus on my relationship with GOD... loving Him... accepting His love... sharing His love... it's gonna be all about GOD. why? because He is truly worthy of love and honor and praise and everything! and lately i've been far too distracted by guys or the lack thereof to truly notice and appreciate that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;usually when you break up just before valentine's day, it's not a good thing... but... this time... i really and truly turned it over to GOD. i gave Him my hopes, my dreams, my "what might have been's"... and in return... He gave me the best valentine's day i've ever had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;for starters... on the day after i "gave it all to GOD"... it snowed! i love snow. it's one of my favorite things. i'm not really a nature-lover, but i do love a snowy landscape! especially sitting in the atrium at work. it's the perfect place to watch it snow. it's like a snowglobe (but in reverse, because the snow is on the outside of the globe, but you get the picture...) so anyway... when i saw the snow... i really felt the presence of GOD... as if He wanted to let me know that He sent the snow for me... as a reminder of His love. GOD knows us in very personal ways. i believe that. He knows what touches our heart because He made our hearts in the first place! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then... that night... as i was driving home from work... GOD painted the most beautiful sunset! sunsets are my other favorite thing in nature. and at that moment... i knew... that GOD was there. i knew that GOD would always be there... to love me... day and night... forever! it was the perfect personal expression of love that i needed on that day. and GOD knew it. He always knows it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so i was beaming inside. filled with love. and i wasn't worried about "suffering" through the "love" holiday with a broken -- no -- "disappointed" heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;then the big day comes. valentine's day. i was dreading all the flower deliveries that day... sad reminders there were no flowers for me... (wow, that sounds really selfish in retrospect!)... but... GOD changed my heart about that. when i saw flowers coming, i was actually happy. it was so sweet to see how happy the women were when they got their flowers. i actually found myself feeling happy for them... without any twinge of jealousy or bitterness or other selfish feelings. i actually smiled... genuinely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and then... we had special visitors... a barbershop quartet who came as a "singing valentine" to two of our supervisors at work. (one of whom was jeff r... see photo below.) since i missed their performance, jeff r.'s wife, tracey, brought some of their candy to share with me. well... one of the guys in the quartet heard tracey &amp;amp; said that it was sad for me to miss that on valentine's day... so... they gathered around &amp; sang to me! it was such a special moment! seriously. i always thought i would be embarrassed to death at something like that... but not so! call me a crazy spiritual sap, but i kinda think that GOD sent them to sing to me. i know they were literally sent to sing to jeff r. &amp;amp; jim w. but they sang to me, too. and they didn't have to do that. they weren't getting paid to do that. they just did it. randomly. just because. (but i like to think that GOD put the idea in their minds...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and so there you have it... my three point sermon on why GOD is the best valentine! snow. sunsets. singers. three simple expressions of a GREAT LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;go ahead... kall me krazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-114015471303691932?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/114015471303691932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=114015471303691932&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114015471303691932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/114015471303691932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/02/snow-sunsets-singers.html' title='snow &amp; sunsets &amp; singers'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-113943603452087704</id><published>2006-02-08T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T15:22:04.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>K1's New Kar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1675/1278/1600/K1purplecar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1675/1278/320/K1purplecar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K2 here, informing you of some news regarding K1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, K1 said goodbye to a dear friend of hers last month after a little car crash. Her Geo Prism that she's had for 9 years was declared "TOTALED". So, she has been in search of the perfect next car... that is until Sunday when she found it. Here's my take on her new ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 10 Reasons...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why K1 Shouldn't Have Bought a Purple Kar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. It will be too tempting to paint a rainbow on the side.&lt;br /&gt;9. People will think she's a Prince fan and her favorite song is "Purple Rain".&lt;br /&gt;8. She'll be asked to be the lead car in the Valentine's Day &amp; Easter parades!&lt;br /&gt;7. Everyone in Springfield will know her as "the girl with the purple car".&lt;br /&gt;6. DMP will ask her to park "in the back".&lt;br /&gt;5. Mary-Kay ladies will be trying to run her off the road with their pink cars.&lt;br /&gt;4. Little kids will mistake it for Barney and will always be trying to hug and kiss it.&lt;br /&gt;3. It's a precursor of her becoming a member of the Red Hat Society when she gets older.&lt;br /&gt;2. None of her guy friends will be caught dead driving it for fear of getting shot.&lt;br /&gt;1. It will clash with half of her wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other "reasons" I might have missed?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-113943603452087704?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/113943603452087704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=113943603452087704&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113943603452087704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113943603452087704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/02/k1s-new-kar.html' title='K1&apos;s New Kar'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-113722214051414235</id><published>2006-01-13T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:02:20.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ananamas &amp; the lawyer</title><content type='html'>i met ananamas again today. i first met him at the fair, then i re-met him when he came to dmp a while back. i didn't blog about it back then, so i will blog about it today... because he came to dmp again today. i actually don't know why he was there. i probably should have asked since i'm the receptionist and all. oops. my bad. nevertheless, it was good to see a fellow blogger-commenter. it was also good to see millsie when she came to dmp later that day. i guess it was blogging-commenting visitor day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tonight i re-met a lawyer friend-of-a-friend's-friend. perfect timing actually. earlier today i was asking fswalker if he had any friends who were lawyers. he didn't. you see, i may need a lawyer's advice/help with the insurance claim for my totalled car. it's been two weeks and nothing! nada! nichts! and since i'm not well-known for my aggressive ability to pursuade others (namely insurance companies) it might be time to get reinforcements (namely a lawyer). so, although i didn't formally pray for God to send a lawyer friend to me, i did wish it would happen. and i even remembered meeting a lawyer who was the friend of my friend's friend at the star wars premiere this summer. (fs &amp; movie buff, do you remember kipp &amp; the two guys that came with her? well, that's who i'm talking about...) but he had gone to the army or something, and i had lost his card &amp; didn't know how to reach him or even if he could be reached. he could be in iraq or timbuktu. but no! guess where he was tonight!?!? he was eating at maria's downtown! and so was i! so voila! there was the lawyer &amp; just when i needed him. i think maybe God answered my quasi-prayer. yep, i'm pretty sure that's what happened. why else would i have remembered him today... then seen him tonight? the timing is too weird. or as i like to say... "it's not odd, it's GOD!" ok, so that's korny. but it's true. and now i have someone to give me advice about the insurance krap. thanks, God. i know it was You. thanks for taking care of me... yet again. that song is right. you are an Awesome God. ok, now i'm sounding really korny, so i'm going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow jen's bro gets married. i'll take pix and blog them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. my blog posts are as random &amp; spontaneous &amp; scatterbrained as i am. aren't they? yep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-113722214051414235?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/113722214051414235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=113722214051414235&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113722214051414235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113722214051414235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/01/ananamas-lawyer.html' title='ananamas &amp; the lawyer'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-113722027222986157</id><published>2006-01-13T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T22:31:12.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you, dad!</title><content type='html'>millsie brought to my attention that i left out a very important person in my list of thanks... MY DAD! ok, so i feel like hilary swank at the oscars when she forgot to thank her husband. yikes. i owe many, many, many thanks to my dad. he has done SO MUCH for me... especially since i've moved out on my own. most recently, he bought a brand new washer and dryer for me. brand new! he also bought dryer sheets &amp; detergent to go with. and although he had sessions scheduled on my moving day, he came to springfield anyway... even after a long day of work. my dad, my sweet dad... who i forgot to thank. since he came later, i forgot to include him. when i was replaying the moving scenes in my mind (remembering who carried what, etc...) i didn't see him... so that makes sense, right?! hope so. i love you, dad. and i didn't forget you. i just... i don't know. my heart and my brain are not necessarily connected. it's possible to be close to my heart and absent from my brain. and vice-versa. i think. wow, i'm sounding like a ditz now. but that's ok because dad loves me anyway. he likes to tease me about being "blonde at heart". lol. i know he's right. he knows me &amp; he loves me. he knows i'm a ditz. but i'm his ditz, so that's ok. i love you, dad. and a belated thanks for helping me move... again... for the fifth time in two years...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-113722027222986157?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/113722027222986157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=113722027222986157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113722027222986157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113722027222986157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/01/thank-you-dad.html' title='thank you, dad!'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-113703667896841752</id><published>2006-01-11T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:31:18.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving &amp; movie nite</title><content type='html'>so... this post is for millsie. when i read ur last komment, i remembered that i had forgotten to post a BIG THANK YOU for helping me move. ur a good friend. and someday when u move (like maybe when u go to kollege or when u get ur first apartment) i will be there for you. and i will make fun of YOU when u stumble klumsily and bruise your body on your mis-shapen kountertop. (as soon as i locate the kord thingy for downloading pix from my kamera to my laptop, i will post a pic of the aforementioned kountertop. then u all will know that it is not I who am KLUMSY... but the kountertop maker people who are KRAZY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side note... i'm watching CSI: NY and they are investigating at a dance studio. awesome! i love choreography! i wish i kould dance. i wanna take dance lessons. i really do. it's such a beautiful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... i wish to formally and publikly thank the following people for their help with this fifth and final (hopefully!) move of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you, Mom!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you, Aunt Lou!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you, Cory!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you, Matt!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you, Aunt Jerrie!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you, Jessica!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you, Millsie!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you, hot neighbor guy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;and an honorable mention to the following dtbloggers (see also &lt;a href="http://www.downtownblogs.com"&gt;www.downtownblogs.com&lt;/a&gt;) for their technikal and electronikal (or is it electronik?) assistance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you, FS Walker!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thank you, Movie Buff!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;ok, let's talk about movie nite. if we start watching my movie collection alphabetically, it would be Anna and the King (vhs) or Annie (dvd). or we could rent something new. suggestions? also, which nite is best? i'm guessing fri or sat? wanna pick a weekend? not this weekend though. i'm going to a wedding... which i will blog about next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-113703667896841752?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/113703667896841752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=113703667896841752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113703667896841752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113703667896841752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/01/moving-movie-nite.html' title='moving &amp; movie nite'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-113661240838388933</id><published>2006-01-06T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T21:40:08.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>too much new</title><content type='html'>new year. new apartment. new roommate. new car. (yawn) i'm tired. i'll go into more details about the "news" later. isn't that funny? the plural of new is news. ha. i'm such a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year's resolutions vs. goals... i prefer goals. why? because there is no deadline. i will not have failed if i haven't accomplished these things by 12/31/06. they are just goals. things to aim for. a direction in which to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we go. 4 K1 2 do... in no particular order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a red couch to match my red chair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Volunteer at the crisis pregnancy center&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be in NY with friends (and/or serious boyfriend) to watch the ball drop in 2010&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Date 12 different guys in 2006 (this goal has a deadline)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wear size 2. Go to gym twice a week. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get tivo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Host game nights &amp; movie nights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch a movie in the theater at least once a month&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to Little Theater &amp;amp; Hammons Hall to watch fun stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cook actual meals (other than pasta)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep the apartment clean &amp;amp; tidy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleep. that sounds really good right now. i'm tired. no more goals. i'll think about that tomorrow. after all... tomorrow is another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-113661240838388933?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/113661240838388933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=113661240838388933&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113661240838388933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113661240838388933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2006/01/too-much-new.html' title='too much new'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-113562072657615942</id><published>2005-12-26T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T18:53:41.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas kommentary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/collagechristmasday%20copy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/collagechristmaseve%20copy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/400/collagechristmaseve%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas Eve... (1) K1 &amp; K2 roadtrip to Arkansas. (2) Mom added a new stocking this year for Keith. His stocking matches the wallpaper design in Kelly's stocking. (3) Karla shows everyone the card Jason gave her for Christmas. Aww, so sweet. (4) Karla still talking to Mom about the card from Jason. Good grief! (5) Jason sent Karla a text message to wish us all a Merry Christmas. Jason, Jason, Jason. (6) Mom and K2 enjoying Mom's new burgundy leather couch. Probably still talking about the card from Jason. (7) Over the river &amp;amp; thru the woods, to grandmother's house we go... with K5, K3, and Mom. (8) Dad brings food. TGI Friday's spinach artichoke dip from Sam's. (9) K2 ala Skyasorous Rex enjoying carrots &amp; celery with vegetable dip. (10) Crab dip. Never lasts long around our family. (11) K1. No story to go with this pic. Just thought I looked pretty in it. (12) Grandma baking goodies. (13) Family, food, and fun. (14) Imagine if... we played Imaginiff. (15) Cory is happy because he was giving Uncle Jack the smack down. (16) Uncle Jack strikes back!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/collagechristmasday%20copy.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/400/collagechristmasday%20copy.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Christmas Day... (17) Traditional picture of the K's in front of the fireplace. (18) K2 eats again. (19) Food. Lots of food. (20) Christmas shoes. (21) Santa Claus. (22) Uncle T aka Elf with the Stockings. (23) Presents. Gifts. (24) We take lots of pictures -- pictures of others; pictures of ourselves. (25) Dad got a SpongeBob dvd player to match his SpongeBob tv. (26) Uncle T... then w/ hair; now w/ an elf hat. (27) Grandpa and his favorite grandchild... just kidding! (28) Grandma and her favorite grandchild... not kidding! ok, I am kidding after all. Grandma &amp; Grandpa love us all very much &amp;amp; very equally! (29) K4 &amp;amp; Keith loving each other. Newlyweds... good grief. (30) Mom smiling as she enjoys Christmas with all her K's. (31) Then, K2 and I left the family Christmas party to come back to Springfield. K2 had plans with Jason and his family. Aww, don't they look sweet! Wonder if Mom will be making a new stocking for Jason next year... hmm... sorry, I harrass you because I love you. (32) ... and to all a good night!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-113562072657615942?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/113562072657615942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=113562072657615942&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113562072657615942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113562072657615942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-kommentary.html' title='christmas kommentary'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-113496013949180479</id><published>2005-12-18T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T18:44:10.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why i hate politiks!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i'm writing to express how upset i am at stupid politikal addresses. here's the situation: i was sitting, all kozy in my big red chair, feeling all christmas-y and eagerly anticipating the beginning of a new christmas movie ("The Christmas Blessing" on CBS) when the stupid presidential address takes over network television! WHAT!?! WHY!?! do i really need to know what's going on with the iraqi elections? NO! isn't that why we pay kongressmen and other politicians? to take care of all that political stuff for us? i don't want to hear this krap! i want to watch the christmas movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but before i get hate mail and nasty komments, let me klarify a few things. (1) i do not hate the president. i respekt him as a man and as the leader of our kountry. i am thankful that a christian man is in authority over us. (2) i totally support and kompletely admire our soldiers. i am thankful to all the men and women who are serving in the military. i realize that their sakrifices are ensuring my freedom and kontinued freedom for future generations. i also am sad that so many soldiers have to be away from their families during the holidays. i wish they kould have a christmas vakation like the rest of us. (3) i simply do not kare about the details of politiks. i trust that everything is being taken kare of by those who know all the details of it. and that's my silly little opinion on the subjekt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;so here is my proposal for how to broadcast the presidential addresses and other so-called special reports. this idea is inspired by k3. rather than interrupting the regularly scheduled programming, they should have a special pop-up box (like picture-in-picture televisions) with a button on our remotes to "accept" or "ignore" the special report. wouldn't that be perfekt?! then, the politikal people kan hear all about it... and the rest of us kan watch the regularly scheduled programming... and everyone's happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ok, so now the president is finished with his 15 minute speech. so why are the news people repeating their favorite parts of his speech?!?! do we really need a rekap?!?! i don't think so! we're not deaf. we heard it the first time. sheesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(deep sigh of relief) ahh, they're going to now start the movie from the beginning. i was afraid that they might cut into the movie in progress. i'm not so mad now. shame on me for getting upset over nothing. although i still think k3's idea about the pop-up boxes are a good idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-113496013949180479?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/113496013949180479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=113496013949180479&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113496013949180479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113496013949180479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-i-hate-politiks.html' title='why i hate politiks!!!'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-113480050770527107</id><published>2005-12-16T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:14:08.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>attention, seinfeld fans!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok, so i know a lot of people who love seinfeld. but i don't. i've never been able to watch an entire episode without getting bored. i katch it from time to time on late nite tv. but here's my proposal... i will force myself to watch one entire episode of it... but if i don't like it... i will never watch seinfeld again. so here's where i need help. which episode should i watch? which is the funniest? which is the best? which one will earn my undying devotion? the polls are now open... gosh, i wish i had a downtown blogs site... then i could set up a bonafide poll...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-113480050770527107?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/113480050770527107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=113480050770527107&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113480050770527107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113480050770527107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/12/attention-seinfeld-fans.html' title='attention, seinfeld fans!!!'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-113480017985387004</id><published>2005-12-16T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T15:36:18.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what not to wear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love this show! has anyone else ever considered wearing in the worst clothing imaginable... just to qualify for the whole wardrobe makeover thing? i would sacrifice my dignity for that cause. you bet your sweet little *whatever* i would! i want that visa card for the $5,000 shopping spree in nyc. yep, that's what i want. ahh, dreams. "...this is my grown-up christmas list..." everytime i hear that song on the radio, i realize that my grown-up christmas wishes become a bit more selfish every year. are there any other adults out there whose grown-up christmas list includes items other than whirled peas... i mean, world peace? i think it's ridiculous to wish for world peace b/c it's not gonna happen 'til christ comes back to reign on earth for that 1,000 years or whatever. (my theology may be a bit off, so i can't remember the exact time frame, and i'm too lazy to go look it up, but you get the point.) and now i'm inspired to make a list of my favorite things. or maybe i want to make an exhaustive version of my christmas list. i don't know. but i wanna make a list of some sort. i like... cmt music videos. i'm watching faith &amp; her cowboy husband sing the "never loved at all" song. i think this is a countdown of faith hill's top songs. ugh, i just do not like faith as a brunette. she's a blonde. that's just who she is. she needs to stay blonde. wow, maybe i should make a list of actors who have had bi-colored hair transformations. (i just made up that word: bi-colored... not sure that it really applies but it sounds kinda kool anyway.) yikes, i forgot to do the "k" spelling thing. sheesh, i'm losing my blog touch. not that i really ever had one in the first place. this is the most random blog post i've ever kreated. krazy. i wanna be a celebrity. wouldn't that be cool? having stylists to always do your hair &amp;amp; makeup &amp; clothing? wouldn't it be awesome if your job was just to look good? that sounds shallow, but it would be fun. when people asked what you did for a living, you could say, "well, my job is to let people make me look pretty". on sekond thought, that is really very shallow. and it wouldn't be a fun job at all. there would be unimaginable pressure. there would be diet nazi facists who wouldn't let you eat stuff. wow, the more i think about this, the stupider the idea gets. (yes, i know stupider isn't a word; i used it for effekt.) it makes me feel like a rebel to type this post as one paragraph. not like that's the only grammatikal error i'm making here, but it's the one that bothers me the most. misspelling words with "k" is hard. it goes against nature to spell words like that, but i do it for the sake of the kronikals. there was a customer who recently called me "kristy kringle"... what on earth was he thinking? just feeling christmas-y? i don't know, but it was totally weird. ok, now it's faith's "cry" video. it's #8. i love the tv channels that christmasize their logos. cmt has a snowflake around the cmt letters. nice. very nice. i want to see one that actually has falling snow. i love falling snow. if i could somehow create the effect of falling snow in my apartment, i would make it snow all winter long. how kould i akomplish that? hmmm... hafta think about that one. my apartment is a mess. shocker! (with sarkasm) better get off my lazy *whatever* and klean it up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-113480017985387004?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/113480017985387004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=113480017985387004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113480017985387004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113480017985387004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-not-to-wear.html' title='what not to wear'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-113410018070998044</id><published>2005-12-08T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T19:49:40.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back but i don't know why</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i have nothing to write about. or so i think. which is why i've not blogged lately. i've got the blog blahs. i'm sitting here watching tv. tonight i've watched HITCH and REUNION and now it's WITHOUT A TRACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;it's nearly christmas! (although i should spell it "kristmas" to keep the K thing going, it seems wrong to make it look more like my name and less like the beautiful name of christ. since the rest of the whole world is trying to skweeze his dear name out of the holidays, i will keep him where he belongs!) anyway... i have decorated my little apartment with awesome lights... they're big fuzzy snowballs in bright kolors! i also have little bitty red lights on my bookkase and a vase full of satin ornaments on my dining table. christmas kandles are on my breakfast bar. a snowman towel is hanging on my oven door. yep, it's beginning to look a lot like christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;tomorrow is friday. woo hoo! i'm glad. saturday night is my cousin's christmas party, so i'm driving down to arkansas for fun with the family. maybe i'll take some pix and post them next week. yep, that's a good idea. for sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ok, my eyes are tired. it's only 9:44, but i'm gonna shower and crash anyway. i'll take some allergy medicine, too. maybe that's why my eyes hurt. maybe i'm not tired after all. who knows. oh krap! i forgot to do a load of laundry. yikes. maybe i'll just wear dirty klothes tomorrow. eww, that's not a good idea. i guess i'll go do some laundry now. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-113410018070998044?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/113410018070998044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=113410018070998044&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113410018070998044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/113410018070998044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-back-but-i-dont-know-why.html' title='i&apos;m back but i don&apos;t know why'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112960876098019734</id><published>2005-10-17T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T21:12:40.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping for Joy!!!</title><content type='html'>For those of you that couldn't stay up 'til 11:00pm last night...NEWS FLASH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CARDS WIN GAME 5!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'll admit it, I had a "Tom Cruise" moment in that I jumped up on the couch and shouted as Albert Pujols' homerun in the 9th inning was hit. Well, the Cards are heading back to STL for a one and hopefully two more games, hopefully wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO CARDS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112960876098019734?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112960876098019734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112960876098019734&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112960876098019734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112960876098019734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/10/jumping-for-joy.html' title='Jumping for Joy!!!'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112909316408350746</id><published>2005-10-11T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T21:59:24.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hangin' w/ bloggers</title><content type='html'>ok... so i've not been blogging lately... but i have been hanging out with bloggers... and i have pix to prove it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/DSCN0487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/200/DSCN0487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BEAUTIFUL MILLSIE... as a homeschooler i never had a homecoming dance... so it was fun to live vicariously thru you... so to speak... thanks for letting me be your "stylist" or whatever... it was an honor... let me know when prom rolls around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO THE iNTERTAINING iROG KIDS... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/DSCN0513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/200/DSCN0513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i can't remember the last time i laughed so much... you are my awesome little friends... and i loved babysitting... let's hang out again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO K2... thanks for bringing my cell phone charger &amp; camera to me... without you we wouldn't have these adorable pix! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/DSCN05311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/200/DSCN05311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112909316408350746?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112909316408350746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112909316408350746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112909316408350746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112909316408350746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/10/hangin-w-bloggers.html' title='hangin&apos; w/ bloggers'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112865199425484132</id><published>2005-10-06T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T19:26:34.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game 1</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm so bad. I haven't posted in weeks! Things have been so busy for me and time has been flying by. But that's no excuse. I'll try to be better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Dad and I went to St. Louis this week to see the Cards beat the Pads in Game 1 of the National League Division Series. What a game! The Cards turned 3 double plays and a grand slam by Reggie Sanders! Great October baseball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prediction...Cards will beat the Yankees to win the last World Series to be played at Busch Memorial Stadium! What a perfect ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else have a prediction???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112865199425484132?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112865199425484132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112865199425484132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112865199425484132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112865199425484132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/10/game-1.html' title='Game 1'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112683796675536547</id><published>2005-09-15T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T19:32:46.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy, Yummy!</title><content type='html'>Can I just say I love cooking and I love to watch the Food Network, too...Emeril, Rachel Rae, Good Eats...just to name a few favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I live in the upstairs of a family's home and eat meals with them I don't get much time to cook myself. Don't get me wrong...I live with a former home-ec teacher who cooks phenomenally. But last week I did get to make dinner for a couple at work who just had a baby. Chicken &amp; Rice, Steamed Vegetables, Rolls, and Brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I made a couple desserts for a meeting we're having tomorrow at work. I made a favorite of mine "Cherry Cheesecake" and a new dessert called "Fudge Sundae Pie".  It looks pretty. But I'll have to wait to hear how it tastes tomorrow. I don't like chocolate so I won't be eating any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll share the recipe and let you try it out for yourself! Hey, I'll try to post random recipes occasionally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fudge Sundae Pie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Chocolate Ready-Made Crust&lt;br /&gt;1 c. Evaporated Milk&lt;br /&gt;1 c. Semi-Sweet Chocolate Chips&lt;br /&gt;1 c. Mini Marshmallows&lt;br /&gt;1 pint Vanilla Ice Cream, soften&lt;br /&gt;1 c. Chopped Pecans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine milk, chocolate chips, and marshmallows in a microwave safe bowl. Melt in microwave stirring every minute until melted. Set aside to cool to room temperature. Place ice cream in chocolate crusts and put in freezer to harden. Once chocolate sauce has cooled, pour over ice cream. Sprinkle nuts on top of chocolate. Place in freezer until ready to serve. Serves approx. 16 (2-pies).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112683796675536547?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112683796675536547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112683796675536547&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112683796675536547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112683796675536547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/09/yummy-yummy.html' title='Yummy, Yummy!'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112614972911971255</id><published>2005-09-07T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T20:22:09.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Have I Been?</title><content type='html'>Please forgive me bloggers, it's been 16 days since my last blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I have been neglecting the blog world the past few weeks. And for that I apologize. I have been pre-occupied with work since our fiscal year begins in September I've been working on a lot of end of year reports, etc in preperation for our National Board Meeting next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been watching a lot of Fox News lately. Being the political sister of the klan, I think I've been boring my sisters with all my political views on the aftermath of Katrina and the Supreme Court nominations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much going on right now. Getting ready to start up a Bible study with a group of ladies here in town on Friday. We're studying 1 Kings and 2 Chronicles, "A Divided Heart, A Divided Nation", all about Israel. I'm excited about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll try not to wait as long for my next blog. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112614972911971255?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112614972911971255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112614972911971255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112614972911971255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112614972911971255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/09/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where Have I Been?'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112605979502668170</id><published>2005-09-06T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T19:24:45.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kollide</title><content type='html'>ok. kwestion: what is going on with the relationship in this song? i'm perplexed. kan't figure out if he's committed and she's not... or vice versa... or are they both scared... or are they in love... or what?!?! komments please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Collide"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dawn is breakingA light shining throughYou're barely wakingAnd I'm tangled up in youYeahI'm open, you're closedWhere I follow, you'll goI worry I won't see your faceLight up againEven the best fall down sometimesEven the wrong words seem to rhymeOut of the doubt that fills my mindI somehow findYou and I collideI'm quiet you knowYou make a first impressionI've found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mindEven the best fall down sometimesEven the stars refuse to shineOut of the back you fall in timeI somehow findYou and I collideDon't stop hereI lost my placeI'm close behindEven the best fall down sometimesEven the wrong words seem to rhymeOut of the doubt that fills your mindYou finally findYou and I collideYou finally findYou and I collideYou finally findYou and I collide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112605979502668170?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112605979502668170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112605979502668170&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112605979502668170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112605979502668170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/09/kollide.html' title='kollide'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112546535254243562</id><published>2005-08-30T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T22:15:52.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a little blogpot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;does anyone else ever type "blogpots" instead of "blogspot"? i do it all the freakin' time! grrr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;...and i will always love you... whitney's singin' it on the radio now. sad song. sad movie. wouldn't that be just my luck?! tragic romance. falling in love and saying goodbye. ugh. why are there so many movies about that? does that ever happen in real life? i think it probably does. and maybe that's ok. but it would be kinda weird to totally fall in love with someone... then part ways... and then fall in love with another guy who becomes my husband. wouldn't it be weird to love two men? or does the love for the first one go away when the second one comes along? can we love more than one person at a time? wow, i think weird things when i'm tired. it's kinda thrilling actually. like i'm too tired to actually care about what i'm writing about, so i'm just blabbing on senselessly. enough of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;rob thomas is now singing... "i don't wanna be lonely no more". oh shut up. i need to find a new radio station. obviously. where's a good inspirational christian song when you need one? kadi... here i come! (that's KADI the radio station not some weird funky spelling of katie... though that's kinda cool... if i owned the KADI radio station, i might name my daughter "Kadi" just for kicks!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;hmmm... what other randomness can i babble about? actually, i'm kinda tired now. yep, pooped. good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112546535254243562?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112546535254243562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112546535254243562&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112546535254243562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112546535254243562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-little-blogpot.html' title='I&apos;m a little blogpot...'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112520824843974870</id><published>2005-08-27T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T22:50:48.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of K1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ok, so i'm back. it's late. nothing to blog about. i'm going to watch man on fire instead. great movie. great hero story. denzel. enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112520824843974870?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112520824843974870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112520824843974870&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112520824843974870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112520824843974870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/08/return-of-k1.html' title='The Return of K1'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112483408641212999</id><published>2005-08-23T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T14:54:46.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenes from the Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Saturday, the first of the Plumlee Girls got married! Kelly (K4) married Keith, our next door neighbor for almost 16 years. It was a beautiful wedding and we all had a fun time! Here are a few of the pix we already have:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The New Fam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1675/1278/320/Family3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Ceremony&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1675/1278/320/Ceremony2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1675/1278/1600/Cake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1675/1278/320/Cake2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reception Fav: Chocolate Fountain&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1675/1278/1600/Choco%20Fount2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1675/1278/320/Choco%20Fount2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More pix to follow as we get them!&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/13184337-112483408641212999?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112483408641212999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112483408641212999&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112483408641212999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112483408641212999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/08/scenes-from-wedding.html' title='Scenes from the Wedding'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112425317912454273</id><published>2005-08-16T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T21:32:59.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabbatical???</title><content type='html'>Say it aint so, kid! I heard K1 mention the other day that she might be taking a break from the blogging scene. She'll still comment, but maybe not post for a while. What's the world coming to? This can't happen. She started Kronikals, she must stay. Please sign the "Keep K1 Blogging" petition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112425317912454273?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112425317912454273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112425317912454273&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112425317912454273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112425317912454273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/08/sabbatical.html' title='Sabbatical???'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112416273957723948</id><published>2005-08-15T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:29:14.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Days and Counting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Counting down the days 'til K4's wedding. This week is about to get really busy so I probably won't be blogging a whole lot after Tuesday. I'll be heading down to Arkansas to start getting things ready. My dual role as bridesmaid/wedding planner has kept me busy these past 8 months. But I've loved it! We should have plenty of photos to post after the event seeing how we counted up at least 6 professional photographers that will be in attendance (not counting dear 'ole dad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pickle Update&lt;/strong&gt;: Finished canning the pickles today and ended up with 33 pints. That's a lot of pickles! So, if there's ever a famine I guess we won't starve, we can just live on pickles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DTB Hangout:&lt;/strong&gt; Those of you who missed the DTB hangout Sunday night don't know what you missed. Way too much fun was had! I forgot my camera but you can check out some photos on these blogs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hillenblog.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;www.hillenblog.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.downtownblogs.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;www.downtownblogs.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; Great photos you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112416273957723948?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112416273957723948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112416273957723948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112416273957723948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112416273957723948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/08/5-days-and-counting.html' title='5 Days and Counting'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112399303862660943</id><published>2005-08-13T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T21:17:18.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Domesti-K</title><content type='html'>Today I went to wedding #2 of my 7 weddings in 2 months. It was a beautiful wedding! During the lighting of the candles we had a praise and worship time. They had written their own vows which beautifully reflected their relationship together. It was a very God-centered wedding! They also did something really neat at the reception. Each round table had a beautifully decorated cake in the middle of it to kind of serve as the center-piece. When the bride and groom cut their small cake they invited everyone else to cut the cakes at their tables. There were 3 different flavors scattered throughout so you could go meet people at another table if you wanted a piece of their cake. I descretely made my exit before the whole bouquet toss thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did K2 spent her Saturday evening you might ask? I spent 2 hours doing a cucumber treatment. That is if you count cutting up cucumbers for pickels as a "treatment". When I was finished my hands did have this weird slimy peel that I had to scrub off (with a plastic scratcher), but my hands feel really soft now! The pickles are currently soaking in a lime-water bath overnight. They'll be ready for canning tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112399303862660943?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112399303862660943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112399303862660943&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112399303862660943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112399303862660943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/08/domesti-k.html' title='Domesti-K'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112373014647722407</id><published>2005-08-10T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T20:15:46.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings in the Air</title><content type='html'>Today I received yet another wedding invitation in the mail. That brings my total to 4 invitations received in the past week. I was just looking at my calendar and yes, I have 7 weddings to go to in under 2 months. Wow! Congratualtions to all my freiends who have already or are getting ready to tie-the-knot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of upcoming weddings, K4 has decided to give blogging a try. Since she'll be moving near Fayetteville soon she decided to go ahead and jump on the band-wagon. Check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.kjdwyer.blogspot.com"&gt;www.kjdwyer.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - Does anyone know where the phrase "band-wagon" came from? Just curious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112373014647722407?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112373014647722407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112373014647722407&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112373014647722407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112373014647722407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/08/weddings-in-air.html' title='Weddings in the Air'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112355122174883173</id><published>2005-08-08T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T18:33:41.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Background Music</title><content type='html'>So, today I was listening to 88.3fm (The Wind) and was wondering if anyone else finds it interesting that they play Coldplay's "Clocks" and "The Theme from Forrest Gump" as their background music for their station ad. Don't get me wrong, I love Coldplay and the instrumental from Forrest Gump is really nice. I just thought it a bit odd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112355122174883173?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112355122174883173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112355122174883173&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112355122174883173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112355122174883173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/08/background-music.html' title='Background Music'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112331054139818953</id><published>2005-08-05T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T23:42:21.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobriety Checkpoint</title><content type='html'>After leaving downtown Springfield tonight I headed to the fair to drop something off for K1. It was around 11:15pm, I was driving up Glenstone and yes, right in front of Evangel I got to participate in my first ever "Sobriety Checkpoint". Yes, I passed! All I had to do was show my driver's license and then when he asked if I'd been drinking I said only coffee and tea! It was pretty neat though. I've heard about them on New Year's Eve but didn't know that they do them throughout the year. I think it's a great idea and will be mailng in the survey card the cop gave me. My favorite part... the cars that were pulling off to the side of the road and turning around after seeing the "sobriety checkpoint" sign. Can you say...GUILTY?!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112331054139818953?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112331054139818953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112331054139818953&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112331054139818953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112331054139818953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/08/sobriety-checkpoint.html' title='Sobriety Checkpoint'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112312723243541671</id><published>2005-08-03T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T20:47:12.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another "K" Engaged</title><content type='html'>I can't beleive it's been over a week since my last post. Being the designated "wedding planner" for K4's wedding, which is less than 3 weeks away, has kept me pretty busy. Not to mention things are busy at work with less than 2 weeks left of Kamp and K-Life stuff getting real busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was CRAZY with bridal portraits, a wedding shower, a meeting at the church, a bridal shower, and not to mention the annual Plumlee family Christmas card photo. But thankfully I survived them all. I even ran up to Springfield on Monday night to see K1 at the fair. It was fun! I also saw Hillen (btw, thanks for the ticket) and got to meet Millsie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, getting to the subject of this blog. That's right! Only 18 days before K4's wedding and K5 announces she's engaged. Keeping with the whole "kuh" sound she'll be marrying none other than...Cody. That'll make us: Kristy, Karla, Kim, Kelly, Kayla, and new comers Keith, and Cody. Don't worry, K1, K3, and I are determined to break the "kuh" sound eventually! When you ask? Your guess is as good as mine. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think after going through all of K4's wedding plans that K5 has decided she wants to have a small destination wedding. Maybe Cancun? Oh no, the "kuh" sound again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, 2 weddings will probably take place within 9 months of each other! Don't worry, at the current pace it could be a while before there is another wedding in the family. At least coming from me, but K1 and K3 may have other ideas! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. I'll try not to wait so long for the next post. K2, Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112312723243541671?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112312723243541671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112312723243541671&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112312723243541671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112312723243541671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-k-engaged.html' title='Another &quot;K&quot; Engaged'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112234712115443539</id><published>2005-07-25T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T20:05:21.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rice Krispie Treat Variations</title><content type='html'>This weekend while visiting K1 in Springfield I thought I'd surprise her by making Rice Krispie Treats. While trying to decide between the 13.5 oz box of Rice Krispies or the 19 oz box I heard, "It's K2!". Surprised, I turned around and low and behold it was Hillen and Wife. We had a nice little chat there in the cereal aisle of the Wal-Mart Super Center on Glenstone. You just never know who you'll run in to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, they were telling me that Sky likes to use Fruity Pebbles instead of Rice Krispies. Yummy! I'll most certianly have to try that one the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm wondering if we could come up with enough variations to publish a cookbook titled, "The Metamorphosis of the Crispie Rice Square". Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in the conversation I discovered that Sky and I have something in common that most people don't... we don't like chocolate! Sky...I've not met you yet, but I already like ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112234712115443539?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112234712115443539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112234712115443539&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112234712115443539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112234712115443539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/rice-krispie-treat-variations.html' title='Rice Krispie Treat Variations'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112234945687739623</id><published>2005-07-25T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T21:00:25.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Audrey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/6051/320/audrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/120/6051/200/audrey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Audrey: A Life in Pictures".... i bought this amazing book at b&amp;amp;n for my coffee table. the colors on the cover perfectly match my decor. it totally ties the room together. i'm oh so happy. i want to invite people over... just to see my book on my coffee table... so does that mean i'm pathetic? or maybe just superficial? or maybe i just enjoy the little things in life? i dunno. no, i'm leaning more toward the pathetic, superficial thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so, i'm sitting here. eating a burnt grilled cheese sandwich. blogging. and watching dukes of hazzard on tv. i love the voice of the narrator. is that uncle jesse? i dunno. anyway, i burnt my sandwich so that's sad. but it's ok cuz i can wash it down with a fresh peach. thanks, dad, for sharing the peaches with k2 and me. it hits the spot... cuz the spot was hungry! *LOL* that's an inside joke... dad always says that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"peaches, peaches... my nose itches... somebody's coming with a hole in their britches" yep. that's something my granny shahan always said. i have no idea what it means. it's actually kinda silly, but that's ok. it makes me smile becuase it makes me think of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wow. this is way random. what do (1) audrey hepburn, (2) grilled cheese sandwiches, (3) the dukes of hazzard, (4) peaches, and (5) granny shahan have in common? that's right...they're all in my blog. holy kow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112234945687739623?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112234945687739623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112234945687739623&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112234945687739623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112234945687739623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/ode-to-audrey.html' title='Ode to Audrey'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112226489553028986</id><published>2005-07-24T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T21:14:55.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brunette...the new blonde???</title><content type='html'>I went to the music store the other day and had to do a double take when I saw the poster for Faith Hill's new cd. I almost didn't recognize her as a brunette. What's up with that? Then I was watching tv and saw commercials with both Sarah Jessica Parker and Kelley Preston as brunettes. They look so different. In my opinion they look better as blondes. Has the brunette thing ever worked for a blonde? Most of the ones I can think of have gone back to their blonde roots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which famous blonde will be next to join the brunette world...Dolly Parton, Cameron Diaz, Jessica Simpson, Pamela Anderson, Anna Kournikova, Kelly Rippa, Gwen Stefani???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112226489553028986?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112226489553028986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112226489553028986&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112226489553028986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112226489553028986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/brunettethe-new-blonde.html' title='Brunette...the new blonde???'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112200930267325506</id><published>2005-07-21T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T20:50:10.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/Femme%20Elegante%20I%20by%20Andrea%20Laliberte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/200/Femme%20Elegante%20I%20by%20Andrea%20Laliberte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112200930267325506?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112200930267325506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112200930267325506&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112200930267325506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112200930267325506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/art-appreciation.html' title='Art Appreciation'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112191772468524269</id><published>2005-07-20T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T20:48:44.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored in Branson</title><content type='html'>Ok, that sounds a little like "Sleepless in Seattle". I've really never been bored in my entire life. Maybe it comes from my mom saying if she ever heard us girls say we were bored she'd give us something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm saying very busy with work (which I love) and planning K4's wedding (which is fun). But with most of my friends gone during the summer I don't really have anyone to hang out with in the evenings and weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I have a wonderful sister who lets me stay with her in Springfield on the weekends! ;-) Springfield... what a fun town! If the drive to Branson wasn't so long and if gas prices weren't so RIDICULOUS I'd consider living there and driving to Branson to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the people I have hung out with the past 2 years in Branson have either moved or have/are getting married. I can still hang out with them, but it's just different now that they're married. I feel like the odd man out. So Springfield may just become my new weekend home-away-from-home this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Springfield, MO... here I come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112191772468524269?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112191772468524269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112191772468524269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112191772468524269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112191772468524269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/bored-in-branson.html' title='Bored in Branson'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112182761919577847</id><published>2005-07-19T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T19:46:59.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's ur daddy?</title><content type='html'>My dad has discovered the blogspot... &lt;a href="http://www.5kdad.blogspot.com"&gt;www.5kdad.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112182761919577847?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112182761919577847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112182761919577847&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112182761919577847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112182761919577847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/whos-ur-daddy.html' title='Who&apos;s ur daddy?'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112164250518853223</id><published>2005-07-17T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T16:21:45.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/tiger%20with%20trophy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/320/tiger%20with%20trophy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/tiger%20with%20trophy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Wow. Being a trophy has its perks... namely being kissed by Tiger!&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/13184337-112164250518853223?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112164250518853223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112164250518853223&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112164250518853223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112164250518853223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/tiger-kisses.html' title='Tiger kisses'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112147905495415082</id><published>2005-07-15T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T18:57:34.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here come the bridesmaids...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/K1%200163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/320/K1%200163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here we are... and lookin' good! Last night was the first time that the 4 of us non-bride K's adorned our bridal garments. We make kwite a lovely kwartet if I do blog so myself! Stay tuned for more pix of the BIG DAY next month: Aug. 20th!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(K4, the bride-to-be, was there too... of course. Who else do you think would have been in the dressing room taking pix of us?!?!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112147905495415082?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112147905495415082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112147905495415082&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112147905495415082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112147905495415082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/here-come-bridesmaids.html' title='Here come the bridesmaids...'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112095906454840306</id><published>2005-07-09T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T18:31:04.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Trip &amp; Seinfeld</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I recently spent a lot of time on the road... riding to the Outer Banks, NC and back. I guestimate around 40 hours in all. I mean, what are you suppose to do? You can only do so many crossword puzzles and sleep so many hours before cabin fever sets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since I had some time I though I'd reaquaint myself with an old sit-com favorite... SEINFELD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, since I was listening via headphones the others in the vehicle thought I was crazy, having these sudden outburst of laughter. They just looked at me as if I was on something. So, thanks to Jerry and the gang, for making a LONG road trip a little more bearable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we're on the subject... I think I'm going to need some help convining K1 that she'd love Seinfeld it she'd only give it a chance! It really is the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112095906454840306?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112095906454840306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112095906454840306&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112095906454840306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112095906454840306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/road-trip-seinfeld_09.html' title='The Road Trip &amp; Seinfeld'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112088595410404500</id><published>2005-07-09T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T22:49:37.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kreepy, Kreepier, Kreepiest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/hideandseek2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/200/hideandseek2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I do believe that Hide and Seek is the kreepiest movie I've seen in years! I skreamed at least 4-5 times. And I still feel kinda kreepy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Movies are kreepier when you watch them in your own home. Or at least that's my opinion. If you get skared in a theater, you can walk out and leave "the boogie man" behind. However, if you meet "the boogie man" while you're sitting in your own living room... yikes. There's nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And now that the movie is over... and my friends have left... it's just me... (I hope...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Come out, come out, whereever you are... (kreepy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112088595410404500?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112088595410404500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112088595410404500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112088595410404500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112088595410404500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/kreepy-kreepier-kreepiest.html' title='Kreepy, Kreepier, Kreepiest'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112070882070600109</id><published>2005-07-06T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T21:00:20.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my friend Jen who plays the piano, although not very well with her elbow</title><content type='html'>Ah ha... so it is you my 'ole friend! It has been FOREVER since I've seen you. I didn't even think you had a computer last time we talked. We must get together sometime! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112070882070600109?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112070882070600109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112070882070600109&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112070882070600109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112070882070600109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-miss-my-friend-jen-who-plays-piano.html' title='I miss my friend Jen who plays the piano, although not very well with her elbow'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112070715048597783</id><published>2005-07-06T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T20:32:30.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The beauty of txt msg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok. So here's an awesome site for texters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/sms/"&gt;http://www.google.com/sms/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For example... if I want showtimes for War of the Worlds... here's what I do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Send a text message to: 46645&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Enter the text message: war of the worlds springfield mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Receive a text message with the showtimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And my personal fave... definitions! Try this one... enter 'define bunkum'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There are also options for weather and other stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112070715048597783?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112070715048597783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112070715048597783&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112070715048597783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112070715048597783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/beauty-of-txt-msg.html' title='The beauty of txt msg'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112061934174901852</id><published>2005-07-05T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T20:09:01.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vakation to North Karolina</title><content type='html'>I just got back from a vacation to the Outer Banks in North Carolina. It was great spending a week on the beach! Best part of the trip... (besides coming back with a nice little tan), when I was body surfing and turned my back to the ocean to talk to the rest of the guys on the shore. Yep, I didn't see the wave coming right behind me and it turned before I got under. It churned me several times sending me straight to the ocean floor, sand filling my suit. When I finally came up I couldn't open my eyes because of the salt water and thought my top had come off and that I had just flashed everyone. They assured me that didn't happen! :-) But only they will ever know the truth! It might be awhile before I try body surfing again! Coughing up sand all day wasn't much fun! For sure I'll pay more attention next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I learned while on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;#1 Don't turn your back on the ocean... it has a mind of it's own!&lt;br /&gt;#2 Old men really, really, really shouldn't wear speedos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112061934174901852?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112061934174901852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112061934174901852&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112061934174901852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112061934174901852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/vakation-to-north-karolina.html' title='Vakation to North Karolina'/><author><name>K2</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112060137683161198</id><published>2005-07-05T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T15:09:36.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is Gigi?</title><content type='html'>Gigi... who are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112060137683161198?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112060137683161198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112060137683161198&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112060137683161198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112060137683161198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/who-is-gigi.html' title='Who is Gigi?'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112054218201828886</id><published>2005-07-04T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T22:43:02.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the K's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/1600/girlstulsa_crop1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5282/1149/400/girlstulsa_crop1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From left to right = K3, K4, K2, K5, K1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112054218201828886?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112054218201828886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112054218201828886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112054218201828886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112054218201828886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/meet-ks.html' title='Meet the K&apos;s'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112054127258441006</id><published>2005-07-04T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T22:27:52.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's give a Bloggy welkome to... K2!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;As the eldest K, I would like to welkome my sekond-born sister to Kronikals! She will be joining my bloggations (I just made up that word, and I like it!). Stay tuned for K2... she just got back from a road trip to the beach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112054127258441006?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112054127258441006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112054127258441006&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112054127258441006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112054127258441006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/lets-give-bloggy-welkome-to-k2.html' title='Let&apos;s give a Bloggy welkome to... K2!!!'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-112054048189604439</id><published>2005-07-04T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T22:14:41.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Firekrackers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok, so today is the 4th of July. Happy Independence Day! Next year, I'm going to celebrate the day by doing something very independent (rather than the traditional celebration of patriotism). Any suggestions? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This year was traditional...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here's how I spent my day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;PART 1 - Lounging around my parents' house with my parents and my sisters. Topics of conversation included: K4's wedding;  laundry; scheduling upcoming holiday celebrations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;PART 2 - Soaking up the sun while hanging out with K4 and her in-laws-to-be at their pool. Also, eating. Meal included: steak, baked potato, broccoli and cauliflower salad, krab* salad, and "Yum-Yum". (*indicates crab salad made by K1 &amp; Keith)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;PART 3 - Sitting in the parking lot of High Street while watching James River's fireworks show. It was just my "Stile". (That would be... with the Stiles family... *LOL*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;PART 4 - Blogging. Checking e-mail. Watching "Windtalkers" on A&amp;E. Chatting with Hillen. Eating leftover krab salad. Chatting with K2. Blogging more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;and coming up... PART 5 - Shower. Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-112054048189604439?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/112054048189604439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=112054048189604439&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112054048189604439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/112054048189604439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/07/firekrackers.html' title='Firekrackers!'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-111984951193152369</id><published>2005-06-26T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T22:18:31.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kandles anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love PartyLite kandles! They are the best kandles in the whole wide world! And that is why I buy them for myself and sell them to others. You've simply not lived until you've experienced the perfektion of burning a PartyLite kandle. I'll explain more at my PartyLite party on Tuesday night. 7pm. My apartment. One lucky winner will receive $50-$100 in free product! What a deal! If you miss the party... that's ok... you've still not missed the boat... you can host your very own party and still get free stuff! How awesome is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And once again... I'm wishing I could post some pix. I've gotta get my act together and download the photo thing. Yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-111984951193152369?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/111984951193152369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=111984951193152369&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111984951193152369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111984951193152369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/06/kandles-anyone.html' title='Kandles anyone?'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-111984900493963217</id><published>2005-06-26T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T22:10:04.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies when you're...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;... having fun? ... moving into a new apartment? ... driving to Arkansas for the 3rd consecutive weekend? It's a toss up, I suppose. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Skylar for waking me up! Wow, it has been a long time since my last blog. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, Tim, to the Blog world! When are you gonna start blogging yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I'm sitting in my newly painted living room (beautifully colored in "sea turtle") watching Flashdance on WE. Oh, wait. It just ended. So now I'm watching Black Hawk Down on FX. Diversity is the key to being a well-balanced tv-aholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I need to start posting pix on my blog. I'll do that soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Batman Begins this weekend. It is BY FAR the BEST movie I've seen in a long, long time. And I never thought I'd love a Batman more than George or Val. But I do. I really do. And you will, too. You really will. I promise. I really promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... pix coming soon. Stay tuned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-111984900493963217?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/111984900493963217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=111984900493963217&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111984900493963217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111984900493963217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/06/time-flies-when-youre.html' title='Time flies when you&apos;re...'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-111795681461978900</id><published>2005-06-04T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T00:37:04.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kountdown to K4 + Keith</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;11 weeks... wow... how kwikly time is flying by! K4 is gooooin' to the chapel... and she's... gonna get ma-a-a-rried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith will be the first brother-in-law... and the sixth K... but we can't decide whether to kall him K6 or K4.5? :-) The "K" Khaos is out of kontrol... don't ya think! Stop the insanity! Or... we kould just go with it? Kan we find four eligible Mr. K's for the remaining Miss K's? Aktually, K5 is dating Cody... so I guess we kould (hypothetikally) change his spelling to Kody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... I got off trak there... bak to the upkoming wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all fun stuff right now... dresses... invitations... showers... but I know the inevitable is coming... my little sister is getting married... and I'm going to kry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-111795681461978900?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/111795681461978900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=111795681461978900&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111795681461978900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111795681461978900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/06/kountdown-to-k4-keith.html' title='Kountdown to K4 + Keith'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-111795299251787743</id><published>2005-06-04T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T23:29:52.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Sip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ahh! Lemme hear it for the return of 59-cent fountain drinks at Quik Trip!!! I personally recommend mixing a li'l bit o' Cherry-Lime in your Dr. Pepper... mmm... yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-111795299251787743?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/111795299251787743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=111795299251787743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111795299251787743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111795299251787743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/06/return-of-sip.html' title='Return of the Sip'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-111725937181192672</id><published>2005-05-27T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T23:28:00.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeper or Krap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So this is where I'll talk about movies I've seen... and why I think they're a "Keeper" or "Krap"... stay tuned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-111725937181192672?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/111725937181192672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=111725937181192672&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111725937181192672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111725937181192672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/05/keeper-or-krap.html' title='Keeper or Krap'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-111725673241052738</id><published>2005-05-27T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T23:39:06.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kwestion of the Week: Krazy Spinoffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;K2, K3, and I were talking tonight about our favorite TV shows... and we've got some suggestions for spinoffs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Which idea is the best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(A) Desperate Housewives: Special Victims Unit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(B) 24's sitcom spinoff entitled "12"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(C) CSI: Branson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(D) Iraqi Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(E) FOUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-111725673241052738?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/111725673241052738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=111725673241052738&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111725673241052738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111725673241052738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/05/kwestion-of-week-krazy-spinoffs.html' title='Kwestion of the Week: Krazy Spinoffs'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-111725498114583061</id><published>2005-05-27T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T22:22:24.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kwote of the Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I kompletely agree with Helen Keller... "When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long as the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-111725498114583061?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/111725498114583061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=111725498114583061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111725498114583061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111725498114583061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/05/kwote-of-week.html' title='Kwote of the Week'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13184337.post-111708760185038696</id><published>2005-05-25T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T23:26:31.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>K1 Kreates Kronikals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;See Kristy kreate her new blog. See Kristy post a new message on her new blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13184337-111708760185038696?l=kronikals.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/feeds/111708760185038696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13184337&amp;postID=111708760185038696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111708760185038696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13184337/posts/default/111708760185038696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kronikals.blogspot.com/2005/05/k1-kreates-kronikals.html' title='K1 Kreates Kronikals'/><author><name>K1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18417394072807022858</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_u5TruNVvdow/SBeXAVpsJhI/AAAAAAAAABA/MaD5HqJjL8w/S220/ist1_5565298_customer_service_woman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
