<?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-6895147858155423791</id><updated>2012-01-31T05:18:23.756-07:00</updated><category term='too hot'/><category term='way back when-esday'/><category term='Alyssa'/><category term='movie soundtracks'/><category term='2009'/><category term='NASCAR'/><category term='when-esday'/><category term='omaha steaks'/><category term='Grandma'/><category term='sisters'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='Keith Whitley'/><category term='death'/><category term='boys'/><category term='sleeping disorders'/><category term='day out'/><category term='twins'/><category term='tony randall'/><category 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term='Friday Fun'/><category term='friday 5'/><category term='rambling'/><category term='Twisted Sister'/><category term='Bizarre Foods'/><category term='troy aikman'/><title type='text'>Life In A Zoo!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>575</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8837294210499978726</id><published>2011-04-23T08:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T08:32:19.120-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Sex As A Weapon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 79px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489410573646628226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERmSLV1iXyg/TC5N1SR7BYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7VQMnbo_wgA/s320/holiday+logo12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 9: Sex as a Weapon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you or a significant other ever used sex as a weapon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Not recently. There was that one time I tried giving him a heart attack from great sex. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tell us about the worst date you ever went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't really have a "worst date" story other than some were extremely boring. *Yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you were a god/goddess who would you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Who says I'm not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What crime from history fascinates you the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Winnie_Ruth_Judd"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Winnie Ruth Judd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. Give us one random, but candid fact about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I can't type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who or what makes you laugh until you're weak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My husband. That's how he plans to kill me by making me laugh to death. Genius plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the most exciting adventure you’ve ever been part of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Following a yellow brick road where I met loads of strange people.... oh wait that was a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Among the people you know, who would you choose to be able to read all your thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No one! If they could read my thoughts, they would know my plans to take over the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How old were you when you realized that other people's families live totally differently from yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wait, you mean everyone is completely insane with crazy families? Oh well guess I just learned that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimber.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimber.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8837294210499978726?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8837294210499978726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8837294210499978726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8837294210499978726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8837294210499978726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2011/04/sex-as-weapon.html' title='Sex As A Weapon'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERmSLV1iXyg/TC5N1SR7BYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7VQMnbo_wgA/s72-c/holiday+logo12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-4296319327289692802</id><published>2011-04-21T11:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T11:42:39.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>Thursday Thunks Thunked Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to the April 21st edition of &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/2011/04/thursday-thunks-is-list-form.html"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We pick a subject, and your job is to interpret it anyway you want.&lt;br /&gt;Write about it on your blog... simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can interpret it as a picture - we don't care!&lt;br /&gt;Please only leave a link if you have written a Thursday Thunks post.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to go visit the other participants' blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Read and comment about all their Thursday Thunks responses!&lt;br /&gt;That's what all this is about after all, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;We'll have so much fun and become lifelong friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Berleen&lt;/span&gt;, the color of &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green grass&lt;/span&gt; and the number &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;576&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Describe yourself, in sentences, using the main word of the sentence with the letters in the word: VANITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very depressed today.&lt;br /&gt;Arizona native ready to move far from this state.&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I would have more friends in Minnesota than in my own state.&lt;br /&gt;I love my kids and hubby (most days )&lt;br /&gt;Two finger typing is how I roll.&lt;br /&gt;Yawning since I haven't slept much this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. List things you own using the letters in the word: POSSESSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paint&lt;br /&gt;Oranges&lt;br /&gt;Salt&lt;br /&gt;Sugar&lt;br /&gt;Energizer batteries&lt;br /&gt;Splenda&lt;br /&gt;Straight Talk phone&lt;br /&gt;Ice&lt;br /&gt;Onions&lt;br /&gt;Naughty Bear Xbox 360 game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. List food items that you absolutely will not eat using the letters in the word: DISGUSTING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divinity&lt;br /&gt;Indian cuisine&lt;br /&gt;Seaweed&lt;br /&gt;Goat cheese&lt;br /&gt;Unleavened bread&lt;br /&gt;Succotash&lt;br /&gt;Turnips&lt;br /&gt;Innards&lt;br /&gt;Navy beans&lt;br /&gt;Ginger ale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. List things you do online using the letters in the word: USB CABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unload vents on the IC forums&lt;br /&gt;Share pictures&lt;br /&gt;Blog (rarely anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check accounts&lt;br /&gt;Az Central for news&lt;br /&gt;Bury my nose into the latest FB game&lt;br /&gt;Look at stuff I wish I could buy&lt;br /&gt;Education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimber.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimber.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-4296319327289692802?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4296319327289692802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=4296319327289692802&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4296319327289692802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4296319327289692802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2011/04/thursday-thunks-thunked-me.html' title='Thursday Thunks Thunked Me!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1127775939273316587</id><published>2011-01-31T22:23:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T23:01:12.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><title type='text'>Empty Bowl Pet Food Pantry</title><content type='html'>I had to blog about this organization &lt;a href="http://emptybowlpetfoodpantry.org/"&gt;Empty Bowl Pet Food Pantry&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to the economy, the horrible housing market here in Arizona and my husband in the flooring industry with a lack of companies hiring, we are unemployed and struggling.  His last couple jobs have turned out to be completely unreliable.  We have had a difficult time keeping afloat but since the beginning of this year it has just gotten worse.  A couple days ago I had fed our cats the last of the cat food, and the dog's food was nearly all gone.  Desperate, I turned to Google and searched for help feeding pets.  I found Empty Bowl Pet Food Pantry.  I sent an email and got a response right away.  They not only were willing to help us but provided a month's worth of food for all our pets!  Giving away our pets is not an option (our oldest cat BJ we have had for 17 1/2 years, they are a part of this family), so to find this kind of help was amazing.  One less thing for us to stress about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These ladies who started this organization truly do it out of the goodness of their hearts and help in ways that non-pet people wouldn't understand.  They are always in need of donations and volunteers.  Every little bit helps.  So until we can donate or volunteer time, this is my way of helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TUegWsW_5-I/AAAAAAAABLY/heETJ3OrLGU/s1600/donate-dog.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TUegWsW_5-I/AAAAAAAABLY/heETJ3OrLGU/s400/donate-dog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568595775992096738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/us/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_flow&amp;amp;SESSION=tJkT-1YoakKpBbZcoOXF_bTsMnMt0sWi3rIVd828atQH9dSpGXz00uCgMvK&amp;amp;dispatch=5885d80a13c0db1f8e263663d3faee8df1d2b5c147af55b8d54f2944c97d2a2a"&gt;Donate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimber.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimber.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1127775939273316587?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1127775939273316587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1127775939273316587&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1127775939273316587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1127775939273316587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2011/01/empty-bowl-pet-food-pantry.html' title='Empty Bowl Pet Food Pantry'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TUegWsW_5-I/AAAAAAAABLY/heETJ3OrLGU/s72-c/donate-dog.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-3638276483464187162</id><published>2011-01-08T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T10:09:00.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wesley'/><title type='text'>10</title><content type='html'>My &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Wesley&lt;/span&gt; is 10 today!  These kids just keep on aging and are aging me!  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimber.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimber.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-3638276483464187162?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3638276483464187162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=3638276483464187162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/3638276483464187162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/3638276483464187162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2011/01/10.html' title='10'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-4821396089334783726</id><published>2010-11-20T17:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T17:51:49.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing- Random Shandom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: Questions a la Randomness, A Meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you put in your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A bite of taco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Can't remember what time I started to drift off.  I was trying to stay up until Anthony &amp;amp; William got home from work, but I couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could move somewhere else, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Yes!  To New Zealand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been kissed under fireworks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Not that I remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe ex’s can be friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Yes.  I was friends with my ex-fiance until we lost touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried really hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;A couple weeks ago.  It's been a rough month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What items could you not go without during the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Water, lip balm, and hand lotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you visited in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Myself!  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Pretty much sucks, but good things are coming and it's going to get better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were to look in your facebook inbox, what would we find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Messages obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yes since the only drug I took today was Ibuprofin.  I didn't even take a muscle relaxer today.  I've never done illegal drugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone ever called you perfect before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I doubt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone knocks on your window at 2:00 a.m.: who do you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It better be the wind, because if someone is knocking on my window at 2am, I'm calling the police!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think too much or too little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in fairy tales?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever licked the back of a CD to try to get it to work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Yuck.  No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s the largest age difference between yourself and someone you’ve dated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;9 1/2 years.  I dated this guy for about a week or week and a half between breaking up with my ex-fiance and dating Anthony.  I ended it when he wanted me to meet his parents and started talking about marriage (which would have been his 3rd).  I was 19 and he already had 2 kids (one from each marriage).  Plus the fact that his first wife was a prostitute didn't help endear me to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a blind date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;See above.  A friend from work had set me up on a sort of blind date with the guy after I had broken up with my ex-fiance.  He was a handsome man and a good kisser.  But he wanted too much of a commitment from me WAY too fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any friends that you’ve known for 10 years or more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Probably but can't remember who or when.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song do you want played at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Dead Man's Party by Oingo Boingo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you tell your parents if you were gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I think my folks would have been able to tell.  But yes I would tell them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would your last meal be before getting executed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Crab legs with butter and lemon.  Rare filet mignon and a baked potato smothered in butter and sour cream.  Yum!  Now I'm hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you walk around the house naked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I have 5 kids with the oldest being 15 and a boy.  So no I don't.  Plus I don't have blinds on my back sliding door or a couple of my back windows since there isn't a house right behind me and the privacy wall is over 7 ft.  So just in case I have clothes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do as soon as you walk in the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Head for my bedroom to put my purse away and tell my cat BJ to shut up.  He meows like he hasn't seen me in years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the person you can count on the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Besides hubby it would be my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite Holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever get plastic surgery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I would love to get a tummy tuck.  Having 5 kids which 2 were 31 minutes apart has wrecked my stomach area.  I am 5'1 if I stand up tall and carrying almost 12 lbs. of babies for 37 wks and 2 days really did a number on my whole body but mostly my stomach area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever caught a fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No.  At least I don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the first thing you notice about people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Either their smile or eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the farthest you’ve been from home?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eau Claire Wisconsin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet your spouse or significant other (or most recent one)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;At work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was the last place you drove (other than home/school/work)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimber.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimber.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-4821396089334783726?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4821396089334783726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=4821396089334783726&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4821396089334783726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4821396089334783726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunday-stealing-random-shandom.html' title='Sunday Stealing- Random Shandom'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-9129816035169488161</id><published>2010-11-19T16:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:21:20.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Face To Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After about 7 years of posting together on forums and talking on the phone, I am finally going to meet Berleen face to face!  We've called each other the best friend I have never met, but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 10th we will no longer be able to say that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.insanitycafe.com"&gt;Insanity Cafe&lt;/a&gt; is having a get together party at Ber's house on the 11th (which is also her b-day).  I am flying in on the 10th and staying with Ber and her family until Monday morning.  Then they will drive me back to the airport and I'll be home at 5ishpm.  I am SO excited!  I can't wait to see Ber in the flesh and not just a picture.  I am also so excited to see a bunch of Minnesota friends on IC that I have been posting with for so many years.  I don't leave until the 10th, but I already know what I am going to pack, got the suitcase out and have asked my hubby a million questions about flying.  Last time I flew (which was just my second time flying) was over 16 years ago and ironically it was to the Minnesota airport.  LOL  That was back when all you did was remove anything with  metal and walk through the metal detector for security.  The last time I flew I had panic attacks when we took off and landed.  I'm sure I will again since this time I am flying for the first time by myself.  My back will probably be killing me since it's over a 3 hour flight, but it's so going to be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure I was going to be able to attend, but then another dear member of IC bought my round trip tickets so Ber and I could finally meet face to face!  Unfortunately she can't attend because her daughter comes home from college that weekend, but it was generous and sweet that she did that.  Another regular member can't attend due to unavailability of vacation days.  We will miss both of them!&lt;br /&gt;So expect a long post December 14th with pictures and all the details of finally meeting someone you call a best friend that you've never met face to face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimber.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimber.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-9129816035169488161?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9129816035169488161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=9129816035169488161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/9129816035169488161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/9129816035169488161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally-face-to-face.html' title='Finally Face To Face'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-731361426843046103</id><published>2010-11-06T04:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T04:37:16.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twins'/><title type='text'>My Twins Are 11!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my nephew Dayton is getting married this afternoon!  What a wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimber.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimber.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-731361426843046103?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/731361426843046103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=731361426843046103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/731361426843046103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/731361426843046103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-twins-are-11.html' title='My Twins Are 11!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-4742782582851344135</id><published>2010-10-15T19:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T20:18:40.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Spooky?  Yeah Ok.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 79px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERmSLV1iXyg/TC5N1SR7BYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7VQMnbo_wgA/s320/holiday+logo12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489410573646628226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Spooky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Does anything about Halloween “spook” you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Little freaky kids that don't know us begging for candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the favorite costume you have ever worn for Halloween?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The one I never wore?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favorite thing about Halloween?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;When it's over.  I don't believe in "celebrating" halloween don't hand out candy don't dress up my kids could care less and we spend the night watching a movie as a family.  We enjoy blocking the door bell and just being all 7 of us together without distraction and stupid costumes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What one topic is (or was) the most painful to discuss with your parents? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When I changed religions and quit celebrating things they did the way they did.  Why?-  It hurt them duh!  But I was an adult and believed what I believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was the happiest day of your life? Do you think you'll ever top it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The day I married fathead.  No.  Unless Troy or Larry gets brain damage and wants to marry my fat ugly ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What animal would you like to be able to communicate with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Dumb fathead with his head up his ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. In what way do you come nearest to perfection (as you define it)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I had 5 beautifully healthy babies 2 of which were 31 minutes apart.  Other than that so nowhere near perfection.  I'm a bitch cranky stupid and I can't see my feet thanks to a twin belly I will never get rid of unless I hit the lottery and am brave enough to go under the knife for what?  My husband to leave me for a younger cuter woman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you have any recurring nightmares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Yes I have a freaky one that has haunted me since childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could change anything about the way you were raised, what would it be and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Would have liked my folks to have been home more often instead of leaving me with my siblings or others.  I guess that's why I am so protective of my kids.  2 hours away from them is too long for me.  My folks didn't mind a couple weeks away from me or to leave me up in a hotel room in the 4 Queens (Las Vegas NV).  Maybe I really was just a waste of space and hence why so many in my family don't like me.   There are days I wish my mom had an abortion.   But I have 5 people who think I am the best (despite my faults) and one stuck to me by legal means (which he hasn't tried to get out of yet).  Yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimber.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimber.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-4742782582851344135?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4742782582851344135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=4742782582851344135&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4742782582851344135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4742782582851344135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/10/spooky-yeah-ok.html' title='Spooky?  Yeah Ok.'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERmSLV1iXyg/TC5N1SR7BYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7VQMnbo_wgA/s72-c/holiday+logo12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-7718865466190664306</id><published>2010-10-10T10:47:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T11:05:52.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>25 Odd Sunday Stealing Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: Another 50 Questions Meme, Part One (perhaps)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mankind I look like crap! I need to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How much cash do you have on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;None. My hubby has it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Seriously? I guess it would be Earth since it's the only one I've been on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh give me a break like I'm actually gonna look?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Will your world come to an end if I don't have one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You imply I'm wearing a shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you label yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Only as insane. The asylum makes me let everyone know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of the shoes you’re currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;You imply I am wearing shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Did you do anything to celebrate John Lennon's 70th yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don't celebrate my own birthday so why would I celebrate his?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What does your watch look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You imply I wear a watch. I don't even own a watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Finshed watching SNL, listening to my neighbors have a drunken party for another 2 hours, and trying to go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It was a picture of Berleen looking bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is your nearest 7-11?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No clue. They aren't as popular as they used to be out here. We have more Circle K's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What’s a word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who told you he/she loved you last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;William last night as he was going to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;One of my cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've taken 3 Tylenol 3's for my back and a couple 800mg Ibuprofins also for my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;People still have rolls of film?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I haven't hit it yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture (extra points if you post it.)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLH_q2aJK-I/AAAAAAAABKM/4b2dihZvnDY/s1600/seurat_-_un_dimanche_apres-midi_a_lile_de_la_grande_jatte_v2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526479329385065442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLH_q2aJK-I/AAAAAAAABKM/4b2dihZvnDY/s400/seurat_-_un_dimanche_apres-midi_a_lile_de_la_grande_jatte_v2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Knock it off- talking to my bratty daughter Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Money- I'm afraid of heights, and flying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimber.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimber.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-7718865466190664306?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7718865466190664306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=7718865466190664306&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7718865466190664306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7718865466190664306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/10/25-odd-sunday-stealing-questions.html' title='25 Odd Sunday Stealing Questions'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-6726281261735634670</id><published>2010-10-08T21:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T21:18:22.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Hush! I Might Be Asleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 79px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489410573646628226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERmSLV1iXyg/TC5N1SR7BYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7VQMnbo_wgA/s320/holiday+logo12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Hush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In a social setting, are you more of a talker or a listener?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Depends on the setting and if I know the people I'm with.  Sometimes I'm a talker but if I don't know many people I usually hang back and listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you take compliments well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No, not usually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you judgmental?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Of myself yes I am very judgemental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think more about the past, present or future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I regret the past, try to live in the present, and dream of a better future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The fact that as I type this I have been awake consistently for almost 90 hours.  I just can't seem to go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Use three words to describe yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Insane, anxious, mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you celebrate Halloween? Explain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No.  I don't believe in celebrating a holiday where we try to scare our kids and have them wear monster, ghost and witches costumes.  Then rest of the year spend trying to keep them unafraid of those same things.  Let them go to people they don't know houses, beg for candy that the parents have to inspect but the rest of the year remind them not to talk to strangers, and don't take candy from strangers.  Just doesn't make sense to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you were mixing up a witches brew, what would be in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Since I'm not a witch, nothing would be in it.  Now for my bitches brew, it would have heavy duty sleeping aids in it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you're in a room with two beds, which one do you sleep on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The one near the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimber.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimber.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-6726281261735634670?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6726281261735634670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=6726281261735634670&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6726281261735634670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6726281261735634670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/10/hush-i-might-be-asleep.html' title='Hush! I Might Be Asleep'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERmSLV1iXyg/TC5N1SR7BYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7VQMnbo_wgA/s72-c/holiday+logo12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1051449804199479800</id><published>2010-09-24T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T23:55:45.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Saturday 9- Just Like Me?  Oh Dear Lord I Hope Not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 79px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489410573646628226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERmSLV1iXyg/TC5N1SR7BYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7VQMnbo_wgA/s320/holiday+logo12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Just Like Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who in your life do you think behaves and thinks the most like you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's a tie between my oldest son William and my oldest daughter Zadie at this point. Somedays it's all William and other days it's all Zadie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. As a kid, were you ever wrongly accused (and punished, if it went that far) for something you didn't do? If so, what was it? What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't remember anything like that happening and if it did I have totally blocked it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What about as an adult, were you ever wrongly accused for something you didn't do?? Do you think it's worse to be accused as a child or an adult? Why/why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I've been accused a few times for things I didn't do as an adult (mostly back when I was working outside of the home). I think it's worse as an adult because it can be so much worse than as a child. As a kid people excuse it as "their just a kid", but an adult your guilty UNTIL you prove your innocent no matter what the law says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What’s the scariest weather situation you’ve experienced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Lightning cracking near the house and thunder shaking the house. I specifically stay in Arizona because we don't have tornadoes, earthquakes, hurricanes etc. Yeah we have summers where it hits over 120 degrees but so what. You go from your A/C car to A/C building. We have flash floods but if you stay out of dry riverbeds you'll be fine. So I live in a state that doesn't have all that scary weather stuff. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you could wake up tomorrow morning in another country, where would you want to be and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;New Zealand. It is so beautiful there and from what I've learned from a friend who lives there, life is so laid back compared to the states. Plus I adore their accent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Instead of going to work Monday, if you could spend the entire day doing something else--any one or two things that you absolutely love doing--what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am a stay at home mom so Monday is no different than any other day to me. But if I could do something different I would go get a massage for my sore back and neck, have my nails done, and then go spend a couple hours at the bookstore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What sites (other than meme sites) do you use most to help you post on your blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Really don't use any but Google to help when I can't get the right word I want. Since my seizure and aneurysm, I can't remember how to spell certain words or what word it is I am looking for. I also use it for pictures to insert which I haven't lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Check out a post on your blog from six months ago (March 2010) and tell us what is different now about your blog and/or life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I only blogged 4 times in March. Only thing different is my brain. I still don't blog a lot, and still not where we should be moneywise but getting there hopefully. But still a smartass and this next week I will finally be giving dear Bud a break and doing Thursday Thunks questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last photograph you took?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TJ2SpEkw3GI/AAAAAAAABKE/REuDhMQxA7I/s1600/brats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520729952526326882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TJ2SpEkw3GI/AAAAAAAABKE/REuDhMQxA7I/s320/brats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9. Which fashion trend do you believe is the most horrendous and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Probably people covered in tattoos and piercings. I know it's not clothing fashion but when I was a kid only sailors and nasty people had tattoos let alone those that &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;showed&lt;/span&gt; and yet seems to be a trend now. Now people walk around with face tattoos and tongues pierced and I can't help but think if they live to be 70 what the hell will they look like then. Call me old-fashioned but I don't want a tattoo that in my youth said sexy but at 70 says s....lll........y, a tramp stamp that hangs past where my ass used to be (and why would I want to be a tramp with a stamp?), a boob tattoo that now is at my knees, and some crazy disease that will come about in the future from all the ink that we don't know about yet.   Clothes can come off and change, hair can be changed, makeup washed off ...tattoos and huge holes cannot. [/Kimber's rant over]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimber.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimber.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1051449804199479800?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1051449804199479800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1051449804199479800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1051449804199479800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1051449804199479800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/saturday-9-just-like-me-oh-dear-lord-i.html' title='Saturday 9- Just Like Me?  Oh Dear Lord I Hope Not!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERmSLV1iXyg/TC5N1SR7BYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7VQMnbo_wgA/s72-c/holiday+logo12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8869209491586605304</id><published>2010-09-23T10:59:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:31:29.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>What's In A Name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Welcome to the September 23rd edition of Thursday Thunks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pick a subject, and your job is to interpret it anyway you want.&lt;br /&gt;Write about it on your blog... simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can interpret it as a picture - we don't care!&lt;br /&gt;Please only leave a link if you have written a Thursday Thunks post.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to go visit the other participants' blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Read and comment about all their Thursday Thunks responses!&lt;br /&gt;That's what all this is about after all, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;We'll have so much fun and become lifelong friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks: What's in a Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the color of &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kimber's hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (where did she go?) and the number &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We are changing your name. You have no choice. You get to pick it, but we must approve it. You must have a good reason. Ok, what is the name and reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5 years ago I would have said Wednesday, but now that I have my own little Wednesday I have to pick something equally as off the wall. Maybe July since that was the month I was born in. I like different names since growing up there was always at least 2-4 "Kim's" in every class I had. I always wanted something different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I say Shotgun, you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We are sending you away. Africa or Mexico?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Only because it's closer to home, I'll say Mexico. I at least know enough Spanish to find where the bathrooms are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When you're home alone, do you still close the door when you use the restroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yes, it's habit. Besides it's VERY rare I am home alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Berleen told me that I have to ask a mean question. Tell us about a horrible memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Having an MRI. Wasn't fun and freaky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are your plans for October?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To enjoy cooler temps, and be able to turn off the A/C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Is there anyone that you regret ever meeting ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;There are a few people I have met throughout the years that I wish our paths had not crossed, but none of them are in my life anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You have 3 months left to live, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Spend everyday with my family making sure they know I love them, and hopefully leaving good memories for them. A bucket list would be fun, but only if my family is there. For example taking my kids to Disneyland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You wake up in an unfamiliar place, what is your first reaction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Freakout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your phone rings at 4am, just before you kill this person, who do you expect it would be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;My mother with bad news or the hospital with bad news about Anthony's mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You're having a bad day, what one thing can make your day better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;A really funny movie to lighten my mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. You are doing a meme written by the blogosphere's shadiest character. Is there anything else that you should be doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Checking my kids' schoolwork, and cleaning house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If money were not a problem, (and it never is, right? Yes, I stole this f$%*ing question. Sue me.) where would you like to live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New Zealand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberella.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberella.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8869209491586605304?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8869209491586605304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8869209491586605304&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8869209491586605304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8869209491586605304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/09/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s In A Name?'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-6812241405133083479</id><published>2010-08-28T10:07:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:10:32.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kimber'/><title type='text'>Almost 4 Weeks After My Seizure And Burst Aneurysm</title><content type='html'>Decided to post about it just for myself, but if you go ahead and comment. Excuse my mess ups in words and typing, I'm still not 100% which pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing school with the kids. Reading to them. Had William read a bit and then I took over. My words got fuzzy on the page, blurry. I tried to shake it off. Then I saw a rainbow star in my vision but it was more like a 8 point star and was flashing. According to Zadie at that point I started looking back at the off TV. I don't remember because after the star, the next thing I remember is being in the helicopter. I guess I had a seizure, fell and hit the granite table, bounced (according to William) and then hit the tile floor. ~There are disadvantages to being married to a guy in the stone industry. It looks so good but hurts so bad!~ William tried to pick me up, which at this point he's 6'1 and over 160 pounds. Much bigger and stronger than his mom. He saw the blood, put me down (I think he dropped me in a panic) ran to my cell to call 911. He was nervous, panicky but got them there. Thank goodness our firehouse/emt's are in vision sight. As they wheeled me out I was arguing with them (apparently don't remember) about my kids and where were my kids and leave me alone I need to take care of my kids, I'm fine. I'm sure knowing me when I'm mad, there were cuss words. So even not all there, my kids are first on my mind. According to oldest who got the younger ones way so they didn't see all that and hubby, all the neigbors home were out watching and I was screaming my idiot ass off about my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after W got off with 911, he called hubby who was 40 minutes away. Probably the fastest 40 minutes he drove and could have gotten tickets/accidents he didn't care. He called my mom. She was on the way to the house because no one had told my kids where they were flying me to. There are a lot of hospitals they could hae flown me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where I really come to. I look up at this guy. I know I'm on a helicopter. I can feel it, hear it and I'm strapped down. Where are you taking me? Scottsdale Osborn. "Isn't there a closer hospital you can take me to?" "You need to go there, it's the best." I know it's the damn best, both of my folks were there many times and so was I along time ago. I think my next question was where's my kids. "They're ok, rural metro staying until your husband gets there." NO I NEED TO BE THERE. I think at that point either my head quit or they gave me a knockout drug. Probably knock this crazy bitch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I remember is they are cutting off my Tony Stewart shirt (MY AWESOME TONY SHIRT!) and now I'm mad. Then some nurse takes out my earrings I haven't had out in over 8 years. Do you have to? Yes. FU. When was the last time you had a tetinus shot? A what? before grade school and they hurt so no. Well we have to. bitch. I'm still on the fricking hard borad with the stupid neck brace that is hurting me. (Too big)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Mom is there which would take her at least 20 minutes to get to me since she was almost to my house. I guess Anthony had to answer to many medical insurance questions before he could see me. i'm really not sure. Just remember mom. Cat scans, x rays...get me off this fing board. My back and neck hurt so bad I want to kill someone. More tests, more Iv's. KILL ME PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I guess I go to ICU. Kinda don't remember all of that either. Remember mom sitting there and me asking the nurse where I go potty. Bedpan or cath. Cath me and I'll knock you out. Ain't going there again! EVER! They bring me a liquid diet which is liquid but I still throw it up. Can't see my babies, can't talk to them, tv sucks and they check on you ever 2 hours. LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely nurse does wash all the blood out of my hair which I have no clue how much it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another day in ICU. Worst patient, feisty since my daddy. Probably couldn't wait til I got moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took weird cat scans in the middle of the night while I was in ICU where it left gunky sticky stuff in my hair, and then charged me extra for the middle of night LIKE I HAD A CHOICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After moved upstairs, needed an MRI. Scheduled for the day so I told A don't bring the kids cuz that's exactly when it will be. Ok I can't spell the law but it's that crazy law you blame on bad stuff happening. My MRI was at 1 in the morning. Not my choice but still charged for after hours...... Could have spent the day with my babies (and mom) who were still freakout and needed to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, you're going home today. well let's go! 4PM finally I get to go home. FOUR PM. I have to get prescriptions. $. Thank goodness for AZ's community marriage state so he can take my licence and get my drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks later no painkillers other than OTC which piss off still hurts like HELL. Hence KIMBER is cranky. But Bengay, oh yeah. I forgot how much i loved you. I haven't been sleeping and he got me that and see ya next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberella.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberella.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-6812241405133083479?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6812241405133083479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=6812241405133083479&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6812241405133083479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6812241405133083479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/almost-4-weeks-after-my-seizure-and.html' title='Almost 4 Weeks After My Seizure And Burst Aneurysm'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1498645695916339723</id><published>2010-08-22T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T11:43:39.114-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>Part One?  Oh No.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Majorly Personal Meme, Part One &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to all of us thieves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you happier now than you were five months ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever slept in the same bed with anyone that you shouldn't have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Huh?  Are you kidding me?  My husband has a sleeping disorder where if I lay too close to him in our king sized bed, I'll get bruised.  Now if you are talking sex partners, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Can you sleep in total darkness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nope.  Sleep with the TV on and if it gets shutoff I wake right up mad as hell.  I like the noise and the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your phone is ringing. It’s the person you fell hardest for, the one who got away, what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Here's the thing, "the one that got away" never did.  So when the person I fell hardest for calls, it's my husband so I answer.  I say usually say hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you think about the weather this summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I love my summer weather.  Most people can't handle 110+ degrees, but it is lovely.  Even if it's hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How many people do you trust with everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Coke Zero I just took a drink of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is there anyone you want to come see you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My BerBear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name one thing you love about winter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My BFF's maiden name is Winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever dated a Goth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Only "dated" 3 guys in my life and that was way before "Goth".  I am so old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are you looking forward to tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;My back not hurting or my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Name something you dislike about the day you’re having?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wow.  My head hurts and my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's the longest that you have committed to one person and one person only?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Shit what is it?  I've been with Anthony 17 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What’s the first thing you did when you opened your eyes today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well my old sore ass tried to get out of bed to go potty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Has anyone ever told you they never want to ever lose you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yup, dumbass first fiance that was scared to move out of mommy's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is there anybody that you wish you could fix your relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Could you go out in public, looking like you do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I did kid.  Judd, please steal better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you think things will change in the next 3 months? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yes.  How? Nunya as in none of your business.  Maybe we'll sell drugs.  Maybe we'll become dj's.  Or maybe his new job will pan out and be the one!  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you believe that you never know what you got until you lose it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Oh hell yes.  Goes both ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Shit, do I have a male I can talk to?  Nope.  Not one.  Not my hubby.  Not friend Bud.  No men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Judd, my dear, steal better.  I know what's "a happenin'"  But Goth?  I'm old.  That's like asking Elvis if he listened to Ozzy when he was singing Iron Man.  Just saying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberella.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberella.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1498645695916339723?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1498645695916339723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1498645695916339723&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1498645695916339723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1498645695916339723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/part-one-oh-no.html' title='Part One?  Oh No.'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-4677843054285160750</id><published>2010-08-18T23:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:10:36.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>TT- Ber Only Knows The Alphabet Up To The Letter N</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks: You give it a title &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Berleen&lt;/span&gt;, the color of &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;lightning bolts&lt;/span&gt; and the number &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. If you see a tornado out your window, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Grab a camera and get video of it. A tornado in Arizona...a very rare site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. A celebrity knocks on your door saying that their tour bus/limo/pedal bike broke down (you pick the transportation)... who is it and what do you do to help them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Troy Aikman. I yank him in my house and tell my kids to go play in the freeway for a few hours. Ok sad thing is I probably wouldn't have even answered the door in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. Brett is back on the Vikings - do you really give a crap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Not one bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. What side of the bed do you think Bud sleeps on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The right side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. Cookie Monster eats vegetables now. Is this ok with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No, but I never have let my kids watch Sesame Street anyhow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F. All the TT's get together for coffee... which state do we meet in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I say Arizona so I don't have to travel. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G. Is the town you live in famous for anything? Infamous for anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bucket Of Blood St. The name comes from a shootout in a saloon between Grat Dalton of the Dalton Gang and two other poker players over a deal of the cards. Dalton shot and killed both men. Once they started to clear out the dead men, talk around town was that the floor looked like a bucket of blood had been spilled. After that the saloon would be called Bucket Of Blood and now the street it was on is named Bucket Of Blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TGzHW-h4DII/AAAAAAAABJc/mr1SB3XhP_I/s1600/Bucket_of_Blood_street_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TGzHW-h4DII/AAAAAAAABJc/mr1SB3XhP_I/s1600/Bucket_of_Blood_street_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506995641923406978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TGzHW-h4DII/AAAAAAAABJc/mr1SB3XhP_I/s200/Bucket_of_Blood_street_sign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;H. Coffee flavored bubble gum - would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ewww no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I. So Kimber lost her fight with a granite table.... what did you ever lose a fight with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Well obviously I lost the fight with my granite table. But my bruises are nearly all healed after 2 1/2 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. Have you ever slept beneath the stars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No, I always at least slept in a tent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. School is starting up soon, or has for some, did you get a new pair of tennis shoes every year while you were in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't think so. 1. My feet grew slowly and 2. I was very gentle on my shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L. What two flavors do you love that you would never want to taste at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Turkey and Milky Way candy bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. If you could shave a quote into a lions fur, what would it say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;B because I figure that's all I would get done before it bit off my arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N. Did you ever accidentally walk in on your parents doing the nasty? Did you ever purposely walk in on them? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I had walked in on them as a young child. Purposely...um...ewww! No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberella.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberella.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-4677843054285160750?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4677843054285160750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=4677843054285160750&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4677843054285160750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4677843054285160750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/tt-ber-only-knows-alphabet-up-to-letter.html' title='TT- Ber Only Knows The Alphabet Up To The Letter N'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TGzHW-h4DII/AAAAAAAABJc/mr1SB3XhP_I/s72-c/Bucket_of_Blood_street_sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8458986312569123488</id><published>2010-08-15T09:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T10:43:56.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>The Crafty Fifty Meme Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Crafty Fifty Meme, Part Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to all of us thieves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What do you normally smell like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you like Carrie Underwood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She's ok.  I'm not big into country music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Been to “The Vegas”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Vegas?  I have been to Vegas quite a few times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. How far away do you live from your parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;18 miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Are you happy with your job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Most days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where do you work and what do you do there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I work at home as in a stay at home mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What did you get in the mail today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nothing, there's no mail on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. How do you like your steak cooked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Britney Spears…is she back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do I care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What do you usually order at Taco Bell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sometimes a steak chulpa, other times a taco salad, and other times soft &amp;amp; crunchy tacos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Have you ever sat all the way through Gone With the Wind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Have you ever been to Mt Rushmore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Is it just me, or was The Marine (w/John Cena) a really horrible movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This has to be the stupidest question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Are surveys like the cocaine of myspace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh wait, no this is the stupidest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Where is your favorite place (that you have actually been to)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;For what?  To sleep, to read, to dance, to visit?  Be specific.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What is your favorite candle scent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Orange Blossoms by Gold Canyon Candles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you believe places can really be haunted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you smoke cigarettes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Have you ever been to NYC or LA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Been to LA quite a few times but never New York City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. How many states have you been to where all you saw was the airport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;None.  I've only flown to 2 cities and saw both of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you think 50 questions is enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I think it's beyond ridiculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Are you currently planning a trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yes to the asylum after having tried to answer these ridiculously stupid questions, I need to be commited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Is Ryan Seacrest gay? Should anyone care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Who the flip cares!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you take anti-depressants? Sleeping pills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No and no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What do you think about space travel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank goodness I am done with that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberella.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberella.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8458986312569123488?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8458986312569123488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8458986312569123488&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8458986312569123488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8458986312569123488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/crafty-fifty-meme-part-two.html' title='The Crafty Fifty Meme Part Two'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-4500295894485531985</id><published>2010-08-08T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T08:12:09.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>The Crafty Fifty Meme- Part One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Crafty Fifty Meme, Part One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheers to all of us thieves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Introduce yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Seriously... if you don't know me by now, you'll never, never, never know me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Did you ever get into a bar and drink before you were 21?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hahahaha  yeah right.  I could barely get in when I was 21 because I looked 15.  At 30 I was still being carded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What countries have you been to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;USA (obviously) and Mexico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you watch MTV anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What for?  It's not Music TV anymore.  They should change it to CTV.  Crap TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you think about Oprah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I try not to think of her since she annoys me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You need a new pair of jeans: what store do you go to first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Probably just Walmart or Target.  I hate to wear jeans and only wear them when I leave the house which is rare so I'm not going to spend a lot on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Did you ever watch The O.C.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yeah the first couple seasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What kind of car do you drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don't.  When I drive it's our 2001 Chevy Truck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Honestly, is that car insured?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy to say that yes it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you like sushi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Some.  Not alot like my hubby.  He LOVES sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever been to Tiffany &amp;amp; Co. or Saks 5th Ave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never Tiffany's, but many times to Saks 5th Ave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Did your parents spoil you growing up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Absolutely!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you like roller coasters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;No way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What magazine(s) do you buy regularly or subscribe to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't.  They are too expensive, and I'd rather spend that money on a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you remember the old WB show “Popular”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When you go out do you prefer to go to a dance club or to a bar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'd rather go to hear a local band at a club/bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What do you think about gay marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who do you think will be the next president?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hopefully someone other than Obama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you registered to vote?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you own an iPad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;No but I want one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Is your bathroom filled with beauty stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;It's filled with bathroom stuff, whether or not it makes me beautiful I don't know but it does have a ton of stuff in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberella.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberella.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-4500295894485531985?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4500295894485531985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=4500295894485531985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4500295894485531985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4500295894485531985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/crafty-fifty-meme-part-one.html' title='The Crafty Fifty Meme- Part One'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-5426911613161814103</id><published>2010-08-07T06:47:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T07:05:56.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 79px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489410573646628226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERmSLV1iXyg/TC5N1SR7BYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7VQMnbo_wgA/s320/holiday+logo12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Friends &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How many of your friendships have lasted more than ten years? Which of your current friends do you feel will still be important to you ten years from now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have 3 close friendships that have lasted over ten years, and a few that aren't as close but still friends. The 3 close ones for sure will still be important 10 years from now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When you look at yourself in the mirror, what’s the first thing you look at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Right now it's my puffy, swollen, purple black &amp;amp; blue eyes, and the stitches above my left eye. Usually it is still my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the most recent person on your missed call list on your cell phone? What’s your relationship with the person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I missed a call from Anthony. I'm married to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What did your last text message you received on your cell phone say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was from my mom telling me to have a goodnight, sleep well and she loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How would you “label” yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What was your favorite age that you’ve been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;18, freedom, less responsibility, less aches and pains, whole life ahead of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your current desk top picture? What’s it significant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A Sunday Afternoon on Grandfather's Island (The painting in Ferris Bueller's Day Off). No real significance, I just love art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last thing you said to someone that you‘d like to take back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Probably yelling at the paramedics trying to save my life when I was still not quite all there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to go back in time and fix all your mistakes which would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Go back and fix my mistakes without a doubt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberella.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberella.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-5426911613161814103?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5426911613161814103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=5426911613161814103&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/5426911613161814103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/5426911613161814103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/saturday-9-friends-1.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ERmSLV1iXyg/TC5N1SR7BYI/AAAAAAAAAb4/7VQMnbo_wgA/s72-c/holiday+logo12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-731433337721307278</id><published>2010-08-05T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T13:53:22.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>TT- Special Talents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Note To Bud, Ber and my TT friends- thank you all for your concern, thoughts, prayers and good vibes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am home, sore, very bruised and don't recommend you get into a fight with a granite table anytime soon. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks: Special Talents&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the color of &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judd Corizan's hair dye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the number &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have any special talents? Tell us about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have the amazing talent of knocking myself out on a granite table.  I actually planned it for the airevac helipcopter ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The sound of silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was your favorite TV show as a child or teen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;One was Charlie's Angels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. There are a lot of specialty TV networks now devoted to things like golf, gardening, shopping, game shows, sports, news and sci-fi. Do you have any favorite TV networks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;BBCAmerica, Discovery, and the Travel Channel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your guilty pleasure TV show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Right now it's Big Brother.  Totally stupid but it's like a car wreck, you just have to look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Berleen is on the top of a mountain. How on earth did she get there and what was she doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;She followed a trail of peanut butter cups, and now is devoring a whole bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever dreamt that you made love to someone you haven’t yet met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I dreamt about having sex with a someone I didn't know but never met the person in real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Berleen decides to run away and join the circus. What could you imagine her performing under the big top?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She'll do a show with lions, and tigers.  She loves the big cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your favorite sci-fi movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Only one I can think of right now is The Minority Report.  I know I have other favorites but my brain is still hurt.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your favorite reality show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My very favorite is The Amazing Race with Survivor running a close second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bud says he is on vacation. What do you think he is doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kathryn.  Hehe  Sorry my bad.  Enjoying his days off being lazy and sleeping in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When shopping at the grocery store, do you always return your cart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes so it doesn't hit anyone else's car in the lot .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you take compliments well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'm shy so I blush, but I'll take them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everyone wants to know~ Why haven't you joined &lt;a href="http://www.insanitycafe.com/forum/index.php?act=home"&gt;ICForums&lt;/a&gt; yet?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberella.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberella.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-731433337721307278?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/731433337721307278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=731433337721307278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/731433337721307278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/731433337721307278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/08/tt-special-talents.html' title='TT- Special Talents'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-2662878586490971645</id><published>2010-07-24T09:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:47:26.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30...In My Dreams</title><content type='html'>I'm 30 again today.  Been 30 so long my 15 year old now makes my lie look like I had him at 15.  Yeah, don't care.  I'll pretend I had him as a teen even if I so wasn't a teen.  It's my lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad thing is my very, very gray haired hubby is pissed that I am the age I really am (which I won't admit to) I don't have a single gray hair.  He was sure if I quit coloring my hair 4 years ago he would see some gray.  Ummmm nope.  Sorry love.  Hehehehehehe  Still last night he was looking.  Not one, which just proves what my daddy always said, I have no wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, thanks Ber for my new siggy.  I loves it!  Where did you get that picture of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberella.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberella.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-2662878586490971645?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2662878586490971645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=2662878586490971645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/2662878586490971645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/2662878586490971645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/30in-my-dreams.html' title='30...In My Dreams'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-6799478367129237039</id><published>2010-07-15T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:16:38.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>Chicken Pox, My Ring And Thunking Thanks To Bud</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you Bud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for doing &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt; for me again this week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of my kids have chicken pox. Waiting for oldest to get it which is the one who should get the most before he is an adult. My poor little &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; has it the worse. But once they all have it, we are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, got &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; diamond ring back from the pawn shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1059.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/DSCN1059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anthony&lt;/span&gt; got it from the shop yesterday and I can't quit looking at my hand. I made sure it was in the same condition as when we pawned it because well I have issues. Also made sure it was the only BBB pawn shop in our city. LOL But he feels good putting the ring back on my hand and he got some loving if ya get my drift. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now to Bud's questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the July 15th edition of Thursday Thunks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(which we always seem to post on Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;br /&gt;We pick a subject, and your job is to interpret it anyway you want.&lt;br /&gt;Write about it on your blog... simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can interpret it as a picture - we don't care!&lt;br /&gt;Please only leave a link if you have written a Thursday Thunks post.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to go visit the other participants' blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Read and comment about all their Thursday Thunks responses!&lt;br /&gt;That's what all this is about after all, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;We'll have so much fun and become lifelong friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Thunks: Kitchen Wonderland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by Bud, the color of Jupiter's third moon and the number 3,333,333.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Billy Mays died about a year ago. What kitchen gadgets have you bought that you've used less than three times? What are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Cookie sheets. I use most my kitchen gadgets a lot since I'm feeding 5 kids, a teenager that eats for 4 and a hubby who eats for 2. I am not heating up my house just to give these people sugar from cookies. Sugar is EVIL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What celebrity would you like to shake some sense into, and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have to pick ONE? They're like Lay's chips, can't have just one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jimmy Buffett just did on concert to benefit the victims of the Gulf. Name a Buffett song that you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Too easy to say Margaritville, but I'm doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How di but I can't see thd you feel about Ringo Starr turned 70?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Geez only 70? I have a brother older than that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What sport do you absolute see no point in watching?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hockey. Hubby keeps wanting me to watch but I can't see that the puck at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Trivia time. Do you know the first names of the French twins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Yes I do, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You are in the best seafood restaurant in Canada. What type of meat do you order?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Texas beef.  Why not, I wanna know if they have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How far would an electric car have to go without a recharge before you'd buy one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well I don't go far but hubby drives at least 150 miles a day just in our cities so it better go far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Did you see that a high court ruled that you can swear on regular TV? What word can you just not wait to hear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hasn't every word been said but f**k?  Really not waiting to hear more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You are in the finest steak and rib joint in Kimberville (Arizona). What seafood dish do you order?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm still ordering ribs which you promised me Bud.  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the last concert that you attended that really sucked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Not one.  I'm picky and Ozzy fricking rocked when I was lets say younger.  It's been a while since I went to a concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What type of accent would you like to have, if you were forced to change yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;New Zealand since we're moving there someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Kimber's got four kids with chicken pox. Berleen is not feeling the love today, so I was asked to host. What do you miss most when neither originator of TT is asking the questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't miss a thing.  They're brats and insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-6799478367129237039?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6799478367129237039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=6799478367129237039&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6799478367129237039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6799478367129237039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/chicken-pox-my-ring-and-thunking-thanks.html' title='Chicken Pox, My Ring And Thunking Thanks To Bud'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-5446500531825352518</id><published>2010-07-08T14:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T15:21:14.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>Heat?  What Heat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Welcome to the July 8th edition of &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the color of &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the number &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;333333&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The temperature in Mooseheadville, Canada was 34 below. Most of the U.S. is in a serious heat wave. In Connecticut, it was 92 degrees in the shade. What do YOU do to beat the heat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wow!  A WHOLE 92 in the shade!  OMG!  Bud I'm surprised you're alive.  Note the saracsm.  Yes, yes I know the humidity and I agree.  If it's over 10% here I want to die.  Our heat, in Arizona, as SO many point out is a dry heat still sucks the life out of you, can't open a car door without 3rd degree burns, go outside to check the mail and it's nearly melted (let alone yourself), take a "cold" shower just to get out and start sweating again before you can get dressed, and you will frequently see vehicles on the side of the freeway ON FIRE.  I beat it by staying home and frankly I like the heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite summertime song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Was I supposed to have one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Besides nude beaches what's your favorite outdoor summer activity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Besides nude beaches?  Shoot.  Must be swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm inviting everyone to a cook-out with Kimber and Berleen. What should I cook for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ribs.  When's the cookout and how soon do I have to be there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When selecting your swimwear do you go for sexy or practical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Practical.  I never had sexy days.  I went from embarassed to pregnant to not on you damn life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Back in the day, did you ever have a summer fling? If yes, do tell. (Names not required.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My first boyfriend and I started dating July 10th.  The "fling" lasted until May almost 5 years later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you know anyone who hates air conditioning? If yes, what is their reasoning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I hate it.  I love open windows and fresh air,  but it's a love/hate because when it's 113+ I want some cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When and with who was your last skinny dip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;NEXT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How sick of LeBron James are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Who?  Oh that guy who thinks he's all that and a bag of chips and I could care less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When you were a kid, what was your best summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Weren't most kid summers great since ya were out of school?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Belly up to the bar. We serve ANYTHING. It's 100 degrees. What should we pour for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Only 100, give me a Diet Coke or a Coke Zero.  Whichever is warmer.  Kinda a cool day out. (Did you note that sarcasm?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Is there a favorite meal that you like to have in the summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Summer squash with green chili and cheese.  Side dish but must have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you think they will solve the oil spill in time for the Gulf states to enjoy summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You're kidding right?  This will impact us for decades.  We are still feeling effects from Exxon Valdez up in Alaska's fishing.  It's not about enjoying beaches, but wildlife that people rely on to eat and pay the bills.  How can people their enjoy summer when Dad the fisherman is out of work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-5446500531825352518?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5446500531825352518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=5446500531825352518&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/5446500531825352518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/5446500531825352518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/heat-what-heat.html' title='Heat?  What Heat?'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-9118480596947505164</id><published>2010-07-02T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T11:55:57.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>It's Friday But I'm Thursday Thunking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wednesday, June 30, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Thunks: It's a holiday, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the July 1st edition of Thursday Thunks!&lt;br /&gt;(which we always seem to post on Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pick a subject, and your job is to interpret it anyway you want.&lt;br /&gt;Write about it on your blog... simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can interpret it as a picture - we don't care!&lt;br /&gt;Please only leave a link if you have written a Thursday Thunks post.&lt;br /&gt;Please mention us in your post, and link back to the blog here.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to go visit the other participants' blogs.&lt;br /&gt;Read and comment about all their Thursday Thunks responses!&lt;br /&gt;That's what all this is about after all, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;We'll have so much fun and become lifelong friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Thunks: It's a holiday, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by Berleen, the color of Pacific Ocean and the number that comes after 393.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it's a holiday weekend. 4th of July... Independence Day... whatever you want to call it. What are you doing on July 5th?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Same thing I do everyday, try to take over the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever known anyone who has been kidnapped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sadly yes. My older brother was kidnapped while on an LDS mission in Argentina. He was shot by the police, but came home a bit damaged and bandaged.  He was blindfolded and hands tied behind his back but when he reached down to get his shoes the police thought he was one of the kidnappers.  But thankfully he made it home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does wiping with newspaper make you a smartass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone sends you - or you stumble upon a link that will show you celebrity death photos, do you click the link?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yeah because you have done it to me and I clicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you decorate your computer/laptop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No, Anthony won't let me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see Bud and his lady out walking in a park... suddenly she stops and kicks him square in the ass. What did he say to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's Bud, he probably deserved it. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a cockroach, a tarantula and a mouse in the room - which one do you kill first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cockroach. The giant spider will kill the poor mouse so I save it and run from the giant spider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that a hay bale can start on fire by itself? Do you know how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I do now after talking to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimber calls you - what is her voice like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok here's the thing, Kimber doesn't call people. You know, half the time I don't answer my phone. So I sound like me when I want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you played Battleship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days of our Lives paid tribute to Francis Reid/Alice Horton this week (Francis, the actress, died in February, Alice (the character) died last week). She was 91 years old and was protrayed as a smart, witty, funny, loving, always gave the best advice type woman. Wonderful mother, grandmother, friend... many characters (and cast members) commented on how they strive to be the type of woman she was. Is there someone in your life that you strive to be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;There are a few women I strive to be like. My mother being one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you attend parades?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;No, it's hotter than hell outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Berleen were to purchase three 10-gallon tubs of the peanut butter that they use at Dairy Queens, would you think any less of her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YES! PB is disgusting. ;) Just teasing Ber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all the flowers but one kind withered and died, never to grow again, but that one kind of flower would grow worldwide forever, what would you want the surviving flower to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A daisy. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0054188/"&gt;Please don't eat the daisies.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-9118480596947505164?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9118480596947505164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=9118480596947505164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/9118480596947505164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/9118480596947505164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-friday-but-im-thursday-thunking.html' title='It&apos;s Friday But I&apos;m Thursday Thunking'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-7145788160595661099</id><published>2010-07-01T09:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T10:21:58.111-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wiiliam'/><title type='text'>15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TCzJH7mGBzI/AAAAAAAABJU/aGF-7lIh9dQ/s1600/william15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488983183951529778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TCzJH7mGBzI/AAAAAAAABJU/aGF-7lIh9dQ/s320/william15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;My oldest is 15!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=twinbabies.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/twinbabies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;William at 4 1/2 with Zadie and Zane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I nearly had to stand on a chair to measure how tall he is today (over 6'1).  Which I so cannot have a child that's 15 since I am afterall only 30.  ~Hey it's my lie and I'm sticking to it!~  Anyhow, I'm very proud of him.  He's a big help with his younger siblings, sometimes a fathead to them, and hugs me all the time even when I tell him go away I'm sweaty (hanging laundry in 110 degrees).  He always asks if I need anything or if I'm hungry.  He's about to eat us out of house and home, helps his younger siblings with their school work and laughs at the stupiest things which just make me laugh.  Because his dad and I weren't married when I gave birth to him and having him in a catholic hospital, his dad isn't on the birth certificate and William has my maiden last name (even though I signed him up on FB under his dad's name).  A few months ago I asked him if he wanted to change it to Z legally.  He thought about it and said no, he likes his name the way it is.  He's named William after my daddy and having my daddy's last name is important to him.  He got to spend a lot of time with my daddy especially when I had the twins.  So keeping the B is what he wants.  I still call him William Michael B Z, but I'm proud of him for making such an adult decision.  I love you William.  I'm proud of you, and thanks for going to get a burger with me last night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-7145788160595661099?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7145788160595661099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=7145788160595661099&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7145788160595661099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7145788160595661099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/07/15.html' title='15'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TCzJH7mGBzI/AAAAAAAABJU/aGF-7lIh9dQ/s72-c/william15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1079238315564950707</id><published>2010-06-25T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T07:59:06.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's THE Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anthony starts his new job today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1079238315564950707?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1079238315564950707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1079238315564950707&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1079238315564950707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1079238315564950707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/todays-day.html' title='Today&apos;s THE Day!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-4108465155315557644</id><published>2010-06-23T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T16:32:25.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>It's Summer!  I Didn't Get The Memo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Welcome to the June 24th edition of &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-to-summertime-2010.html"&gt;Thursday Thunks: Welcome to Summertime 2010! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the color of &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atlantic Ocean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the number &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It became officially summer on Monday. What's your favorite part of winter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Smaller electric bills since we rarely use any heat and don't need the A/C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was your worst summer vacation ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really can't think of one. Most of my younger summers were spent at the country club playing at the rec center or taking golfing lessons. Older summers were spent on vacation somewhere fun or enjoying no school and swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kimber's husband just got the dream job that he's hoped for. So a big shout out to her and Anthony! Tell us about the best job that you ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Thank you Bud! My best job would be when I worked at HomeBase (home improvement warehouse) because I met my hubby there. Other than that I've only had 3 jobs outside of the home and they all pretty much sucked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who is probably talking a load of crap about you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Everyone because I am so cool they are all jealous.  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An alien appears and offers you the opportunity to repeat one year of your life. You will still know everything that you know now. He explains that no matter what you do differently, when you are returned to the present nothing will have changed. What year would you pick and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You've outdone yourself on this one Bud.  Aliens?  If nothing changes then what's the point?  And why relive happy memories just to be returned a life that's been rather depressing lately?  That's just cruel man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Name three things you have on you at all times. Explain why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm gathering that this means when out and about because I never really have 3 things on at ALL times.  ;)  Cell phone, wallet and my wedding band (soon to have my diamond ring back too).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's been well over a decade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you could have everyone in the blogosphere read just one of your posts, which post would you pick and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2008/12/you-know-you-are-from-arizona-when.html"&gt;You Know You Are From Arizona When...&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why?  It's so true and I didn't write it.  I just copied and pasted.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I recently read that the music industry continues to decline at an alarming rate. In the last year it said the sales of Michael Jackson's and The Beatles' music are the only artists who sales continue to climb. The article stated that the two are holding up the industry. Have you bought a CD or mp3 of either artist recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No.  I haven't bought an MP3 or CD of anyone in years let alone the Beatles.  Never would buy an MJ anything.  Not a fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What radio ad right now do you find so annoying that you'd rather have a tooth drilled than hear it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You assume I listen to the radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Berleen walks into a bar on a hot Minnesota day. At the bar sits a priest, a rabbi and a minister. A ten foot duck walks into the bar right after Berleen. What drink do you think Berleen orders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A ice cold soda.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. There is a knock on your door. It can be anyone in the world. Who would you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My Ber!  But there is no way Ber will come here to visit me during the summer.  She would die.  She says she likes heat but I don't think she would like it right now.  Thursday- 111 degrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What would be the worst entertainment or sporting that you could be forced to watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hate hockey.  Hubby keeps trying to get me to watch it and I just can't stand it.  That or a rap concert.  Can't stand rap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-4108465155315557644?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4108465155315557644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=4108465155315557644&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4108465155315557644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4108465155315557644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-summer-i-didnt-get-memo.html' title='It&apos;s Summer!  I Didn&apos;t Get The Memo.'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-7974647900383595190</id><published>2010-06-17T09:07:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T10:28:04.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>It's Thursday But Wednesday ROCKS!</title><content type='html'>I'll get to my stupid &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks &lt;/a&gt;questions but first....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a hubby who has a job!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;That's salary.&lt;/strong&gt; For the first time in I think 3 years I will know exactly what he will make, when we get paid and pay our bills on time (holy heck!). He called me to tell me yesterday he got the job and I calmly went out to tell the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everyone in my neighborhood heard us screaming and hooting. Finding a job in the flooring industry in AZ's market sucks, but I knew he would. And he did. :) &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good job honey!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; has always been a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Welcome to the June 17th edition of Thursday Thunks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kimber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the color &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of success&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the number &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1567&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever wondered why snakes can't slither backwards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;No, I stay clear away from snakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Is divorce contagious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think it is. You figure well if so and so did why can't I. My first fiance said all the time, well if it doesn't work out we'll just get divorced. !?! Why bother. Which I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you enjoy hiking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;No, I would be the one to fall and need airvac to rescue me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is there a color of a shirt a man should just never wear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Purple. And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yellow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you read a news story this week that just made your blood boil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Arizona mom who didn't want her kids and punched her 11 yr old in the stomach when he went to hug her goodbye.  Bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you keep old business cards or name tags from companies you have worked for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I keep all of Anthony's old cards...I have quite the collection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you could save an endangered species, which one would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pants that fit.  Apparently all kids under 1, pants don't fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When is it warm enough outside for you to start wearing shorts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Never.  Some people should NOT wear shorts.  Despite 110's+ I will not wear shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have you ever broken a window?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;No, but my kids and hubby have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do dogs in your neighborhood howl when they hear sirens from police cars or fire trucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My dog Sara howls when the fire station across our neighborhood roles out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Have you tried doing something as an adult that you used to be able to do as a kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I tried to do the spilts...not good.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Anthony (&lt;---dumbass) took our kids to the park the other day.  He decided to show our 4 younger kids how to jump off a swing.  My oldest didn't see it but HEARD it when fat old fart hit the ground.  My oldest calls me, me without a vehicle, that his dumbass Dad just hurt his back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;, neck and wrist and not sure he can drive home. "Well I thought I could."  "YOU ARE OLD".  Ya'll can't tackle a quarterback like you used to.  And I can't do the splits.  Life sucks.  Grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-7974647900383595190?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7974647900383595190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=7974647900383595190&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7974647900383595190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7974647900383595190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-thursday-but-wednesday-rocks.html' title='It&apos;s Thursday But Wednesday ROCKS!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-7182516378569234534</id><published>2010-06-11T17:05:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T06:22:05.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Goodbye to You &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you had to say goodbye to a good friend or lover because they were moving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I never move so....Goodbye, but yes I've had to say it to friends.  I had to say it to a lover because he wouldn't move out of his parents' house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever wanted to use personal information about someone to sort of "blackmail" them? If yes, tell us about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Are you kidding me? Grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What two things influenced the choice of your present job or to stay at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My 5 kids influenced my job. It's called being a mom. I enjoy being home with my kids, and hate when people say I need a break. Maybe their kids suck. I don't need a break from my kids. They might need a break from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you like warm weather? How warm does it get where you live? What is the best way to spend a hot, summer day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wow warm weather. What's warm? My warm is 110. I hate A/C and make my family enjoy "warm weather". I have friends that think 70 is warm. 70 is COLD. How warm does it get, hmmm 122+ warm enough for you? How do we enjoy it? Sadly A/C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you find "hot" in a man/woman? What is the first thing you notice about someone who is hot? Do you ever think of yourself as hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Height. I have a thing for 6'4 men. Humor would be second. Do I ever think of myself as hot.....I'm a married, mom of 5, that gravity is taking over.... so not hot it's not funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you quick to anger? How do you react when you are angry or frustrated? What do you do to cool down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anger, yes very quick to it. Afterall, it's HOT here in hell. I cool down after I have screamed my lungs out or write it down on paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. In your family, who is the least like the rest of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Zadie Dae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are a few great books that you've taken along to the beach or on vacation in years past? If you aren't a big reader, what do you do to while away the lazy hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm a big reader, but you assume I go to the beach. Waiting for CA to fall off into the ocean and then I'll go to the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you like going outside during a thunderstorm and watching the lightening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Monsoon storm, we are right out there! Thunder, lightning, and a dust storm. It rolls in and rolls right out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-7182516378569234534?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7182516378569234534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=7182516378569234534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7182516378569234534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7182516378569234534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-6761510236580249355</id><published>2010-06-10T10:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T10:20:34.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>Duct Tape And Patio Furniture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Welcome to the June 10th edition of Thursday Thunks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Berleen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the color of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my rocking tan I've got going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the number &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver's Ed. Demon #1 is taking it right now. Did you pass your driver's test the first time you took it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yes I did. My driver's ed I took during a semester at school. I never did well on the simulators but the driving exams I did great. Normally they took 2 kids at once and they would do a day of residential streets, 3 days of city streets and then 2 days of freeways, but I ended up doing 1 day res., 2 day city and 3 freeway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sitting outside on your deck in your comfy lawn chair, feet are up and the temp outside is perfect. There are no bugs to bite you and ruin the night... it's peaceful and all you can hear is the birds singing and an occasional cricket. Whats in your hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Nothing. Don't have a deck, no lawn chairs and it's never quiet in my neighborhood. The only thing I do outside is talk on the phone and hang laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How many graduation parties and weddings do you have to attend this summer? Ok.. how many are you invited to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no other choice in the matter - you must transform into a different race, but the catch is that you get to pick which race. What will you now be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Samoan.  No reason really, just what popped up in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once said that the grass isn't greener on the other side... are you jealous of your neighbor's lawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I don't look over my neighbor's wall, it's quite rude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud is walking along a beach barefooted and steps on a piece of glass buried deep in the sand. His foot is bleeding... does he cry, swear or stomp around on his other foot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think he'll swear a bit, and then stomp around until his lovely lady helps him out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna take you fishing... are you going to be a whiney baby and not bait your own hook and when you catch a fish am I gonna have to take it off the hook for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's not called being a whiney baby, it's called being a girly girl.  You catch 'em and I'll happily cook them for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a Facebook friend: When asked what would you bring with you to a deserted island, why doesn't anyone answer "a boat"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Too logical.  People over think the question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamburger buns - sesame seeds or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Doesn't matter as long as the burger is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Demon #1: Whats your favorite flavor of water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Water flavored.  I don't like flavored water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eclipse is coming out this month... are you going to see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wish, but doesn't look like I'll be able to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-6761510236580249355?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6761510236580249355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=6761510236580249355&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6761510236580249355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6761510236580249355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/duct-tape-and-patio-furniture.html' title='Duct Tape And Patio Furniture'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-4258958285357731756</id><published>2010-06-05T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T06:09:39.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>A Hammer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: If I Had a Hammer &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you handy with tools?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Someone in this house has to be! My husband will not work on anything with electricity so I was the one who installed all the ceiling fans, and lights. I've fixed a few things that I had the tools for, and even learned how install tile, cut the pieces to fit and grout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was the best thing that happened to you this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My family is all still alive...right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the worst thing that happened to you this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Telling my kids, especially my growing almost 15 yr (6'1) old son, they can't eat as much so we can conserve food. Totally sucks as a parent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you act your age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Never. I either act too old or too young. Why act my age? How boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Describe an item of clothing that has definitely seen better days but that you refuse to dispose of and still wear. Why won't you toss it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;All my clothes have seen better days, but if I disposed of them I would be naked. No one wants to see that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite summertime beverage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Water. In Arizona, it's water. It's against the law to deny a person a glass of water if they come to your door asking for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever lied about your age?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Only since I was 30. The first few times. I swear this July 24th I'll be...30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the most memorable birthday party you've attended?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've a had a few, mostly mine of course. 14, 21, and 30 the very first time (wasn't anything to write home about!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is something that really frightens you, and can you trace it back to an event in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok better question...What DOESN'T frighten me, and how I can trace it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-4258958285357731756?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4258958285357731756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=4258958285357731756&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4258958285357731756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4258958285357731756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/hammer.html' title='A Hammer'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-7303688226477925172</id><published>2010-06-03T06:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T07:02:22.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>Never Agree In The First Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Welcome to the June 3rd edition of &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bud&lt;/span&gt;, the color of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Santa's Beard&lt;/span&gt; and the number &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;3333&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When was the last time that you made an excuse for not doing something that you shouldn't have agreed to do in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Can't remember, but I've done it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Without identifying the person, is there someone in your life that you'd like to shake some sense into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did you ever really care if Tiger Woods cheated on his wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I didn't care but it disgusted me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you watch the last episode of LOST? What did you think happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Never seen a single episode of Lost. Maybe some day I'll rent all the complete seasons and have a Lost marathon. Nah, it will be sindicated soon and I can watch it in reruns. Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If your dining room china was made in Mexico, why is it still called china?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Do they even make china in Mexico?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tell us about your favorite movie of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I really can't because I have so many favorites I can't pick one of all time.  The closest would be Twister since that's the movie Anthony and I went to see the night we got married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you think it's fair to get thrown out of a meme?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How can they throw you out?  If talking writing the meme, then no I don't think it's fair but who said life's fair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Berleen lives in Minnesota and Kimber in Arizona. If they were to meet halfway, where would they meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's approx. 1635 miles from my house to her's, so halfway would be somewhere in Kansas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you think of heterosexual marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Just say no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What would you change about your life if you had just one wish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'd change our money issues for the better.  All other things (like my depression) would then be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How pissed are you that we posted late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I'm not at all.  I was just wondering who was going to post one if anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Tell us about a recent great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I gave birth to my youngest daughter.  That's really been the most recent great day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When was the last time that you juggled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This morning.  I juggle 5 kids, a husband looking for a job, bills I can't pay, cats, a dog and of course my internet time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-7303688226477925172?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7303688226477925172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=7303688226477925172&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7303688226477925172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7303688226477925172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/never-agree-in-first-place.html' title='Never Agree In The First Place'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1094900961759047430</id><published>2010-05-29T07:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T08:07:22.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Midnight Confessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Midnight Confessions &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever had to confess something to a lover or friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yup, confessed that I'm getting fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How well do you handle rejection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What makes you feel old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Looking at myself in the mirror, hearing my joints crack as I get out of bed, and the stuff I say that dates me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What makes you feel young?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My kids, but they also make me feel old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What’s something you are old school about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I believe men work and women stay home to care for the kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What TV show's seasons would you buy on DVD? Tell us why it rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We have 24, M*A*S*H, and Seinfeld.  24 because it's exciting &amp;amp; Jack rocks, M*A*S*H &amp;amp; Seinfeld because they make us laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you could create your own TV channel, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It would be what MTV used to be, music videos 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Where do you like to go for a day trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I like going up north to either Payson AZ, or Jerome AZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name some things that you still want to do in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Going to go back to school online, going to watch my kids grow up, and have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1094900961759047430?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1094900961759047430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1094900961759047430&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1094900961759047430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1094900961759047430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/midnight-confessions.html' title='Midnight Confessions'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8901660191807645477</id><published>2010-05-29T06:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T06:00:00.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><title type='text'>14 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wondercliparts.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Anniversary Graphics" src="http://www.wondercliparts.com/anniversary/anniversary_graphics_03.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Anniversary Anthony!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8901660191807645477?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8901660191807645477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8901660191807645477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8901660191807645477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8901660191807645477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/14-years.html' title='14 Years'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-5660935912517421272</id><published>2010-05-28T10:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:51:05.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S__4pnEfL9I/AAAAAAAABJM/ipkJUKo_zyQ/s1600/fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476369065651941330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S__4pnEfL9I/AAAAAAAABJM/ipkJUKo_zyQ/s320/fam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is being an ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five kids, been through a parent dying, but I have no clue what he's going through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was there while my Daddy was dying.  He was there as I bawled when Mom told me Daddy&lt;br /&gt; had died.  But he informed me, he informed ME, I didn't know what it felt like to lose a parent.  Yup, I have no clue.  As I stand at my Daddy's grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he's having issues.  He doesn't know how to deal with it.  Don't take it out on me.  I have said all along, colon cancer is not curable.  If diagnosed early...yes.  She's stage 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have argued and argued.  She knows it's stage 4.  She knows.  I don't pussy foot around with her.  When I talk to her, we talk about death.  Anthony is too afraid to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he's scared.  He's taking all his emotions out on me.  It's stage 4.  Enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-5660935912517421272?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5660935912517421272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=5660935912517421272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/5660935912517421272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/5660935912517421272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/almost-anniversary.html' title='Almost Anniversary'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S__4pnEfL9I/AAAAAAAABJM/ipkJUKo_zyQ/s72-c/fam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-3091221538548462393</id><published>2010-05-25T07:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T08:38:21.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TQM- Bon Appetit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mimiqueenofmemes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353762801222150882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/Skxi5vqL6uI/AAAAAAAAvGE/3uKb06QcoBY/s200/thequeensmemeLOGOUSEa.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When is the last time you went out to dinner with someone special? Tell us about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Can't remember the last "dinner" out.  Seriously.  So I'll tell you about a special dinner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When we vacationed at the Grand Canyon, we decided to take our then 4 kids to a nice restaurant there at the canyon.  When we walked in people sighed.  We had a 6 yr old, 18 month old twins and a 4 month old baby.  We were seated.  People still sighed.  Gave us glances like how dare we!  We ordered, ate and not one kid cried or threw a fit.  Anthony in typical smoker fashion had to go out to smoke after eating.  So there I sat with 4 kids most were babies.  I sat telling my oldest about the view and then one woman told me how well behaved my kids were.  Then everyone around our table complimented us on what polite and wonderful kids we had.  That they were shocked.  Someone told me their grandkids would never sit so behaved.  It was special because we proved a point.  Kids can be taken out without being total brats, and disrupting others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Show us a picture of your favorite cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No, nobody wants to see escargot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the funniest thing a man/woman has said to you lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ya want to go out to eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What makes a gentleman a gentleman in today’s dating world? Are there any left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Holding the door, hand on the small of the back, holding the chair, making small talk, asking about my day or what I think, asking what I would like and then ordering for me, being polite not just to me but the waiter/waitress.  Yes they are out there and available.  I think they are shy or have been burned by ex's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Is there anything you won’t tolerate when out to dinner with your significant other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Talking on the cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What type of ambiance do you enjoy in an eating establishment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Quiet.  Which is ironic since I am a loud person.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Tell us about the worst public dining experience you ever had, whether it be a date or with your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Probably one with my ex-fiance where he talked about jet ski's the whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is the lamest or rudest thing a man/woman has said to you lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Get a divorce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you a good tipper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you ask for doggie bags when you leave food on your plate at a restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What is your pet peeve about restaurants and dining out in general?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;???I have to leave the house and get dressed???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you prefer to order yourself or do you ever let your significant other order for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My hubby knows me so well he could order for me, but he also knows me so well I will order for myself thank you very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Describe your most intimate romantic dinner ever. (fantasy or real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eat, go home and have sex.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you enjoy piano bars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Never been to one, or at least don't remember being at one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could go anywhere in the world for dinner, where would it be and who would you be with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hugo's Cellar, Las Vegas, with Anthony, Mom and my kids.  Not romantic, but it would be fun and bring loads of memories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-3091221538548462393?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3091221538548462393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=3091221538548462393&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/3091221538548462393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/3091221538548462393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/tqm-bon-appetit.html' title='TQM- Bon Appetit!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/Skxi5vqL6uI/AAAAAAAAvGE/3uKb06QcoBY/s72-c/thequeensmemeLOGOUSEa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-246613516254250357</id><published>2010-05-24T10:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T10:58:06.076-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='24'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Jack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S_q8X2vCqII/AAAAAAAABJE/3Oi1xgvGoJQ/s1600/24wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474895415038093442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S_q8X2vCqII/AAAAAAAABJE/3Oi1xgvGoJQ/s320/24wallpaper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The last 2 hours of 24 is tonight.  I normally cry/tear up at the end of each season, but since this is the final season, I'll probably cry like a baby.  So goodbye Jack.  I'll miss you, Chloe, and CTU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-246613516254250357?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/246613516254250357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=246613516254250357&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/246613516254250357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/246613516254250357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/goodbye-jack.html' title='Goodbye Jack'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S_q8X2vCqII/AAAAAAAABJE/3Oi1xgvGoJQ/s72-c/24wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-2818154888327766523</id><published>2010-05-23T19:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T20:01:18.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monday mayhem'/><title type='text'>Monday Mayhem- Gimme Your Best Response</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mondaymahem.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Join Us for Monday Mayhem" src="http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo22/iamharriet/monday/th_button.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to Monday Mayhem.&lt;br /&gt;Today's meme is "Gimme your best response".&lt;br /&gt;For each of the prompts, provide us with your best answer.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to visit the other participants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those people who are always telling you how and what to do?&lt;br /&gt;We want to be prepared for the next time they provide us with their fine interventions.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you putting on weight? You face looks fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Are you ok?  It looks like someone is about to beat you with the ugly stick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You should wash your clothes in the expensive detergent. What you are using is not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh my thank you for offering to wash my clothes for me with your expensive detergent!  I'll bring them right over and I need them all by tomorrow morning.  Don't forget to separate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you sure you should be eating that piece of cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Better than shoving it in your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You shouldn't be friends with that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When I decide to take your unsolicited advice, I'll call you.  Make sure you don't do &lt;em&gt;anything&lt;/em&gt; until I call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. That shirt is not the right color for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;That face isn't right for you, but we let it slide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Why would you work at that crappy job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Last I checked any job is better than no job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You're not cutting your steak correctly. This is how you should be doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As long as the meat meets my mouth, who the hell cares?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is that all you do all day is sit on your computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Yes.  I have broken many keyboards and laptops by sitting on them all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You should use Pledge on the dust in your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Honey, I need a flamethrower for the dust in my house.  It walks and chases the cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When are you going to get married/have kids/get &lt;strong&gt;divorced&lt;/strong&gt; (choose which one relates to you)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Never, it's called til death do you part.  Just not sure which one of us will kill the other first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I'm thinking about staying at your house for 2 weeks for my vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When you are at the store will you get me 2 pounds of bananas and some bread? Oh, and here is some money so you can buy my mother some eggs, prunes and Depends. I'll need separate receipts of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Absolutely since my goal in life is to do OTHER people's grocery shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-2818154888327766523?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2818154888327766523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=2818154888327766523&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/2818154888327766523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/2818154888327766523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/monday-mayhem-gimme-your-best-response.html' title='Monday Mayhem- Gimme Your Best Response'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo22/iamharriet/monday/th_button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1328210071854211190</id><published>2010-05-21T09:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:40:18.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>Thursday Thunks A Day Late- Life In ABCs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Welcome to the May 13th version of Thursday Thunks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This week is going to be easy... just one question. Ok, well maybe not so easy. Take each letter of the alphabet and describe something in your life... don't skip any!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anthony- My fathead husband and partner in crime so to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B- &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Babies as in I'm not having anymore and my baby just turned 5!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cats- I have 3, BJ, Bear and Boo Radley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dog- Just one, Sara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Eggs- We can never have enough in this house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Family- Most important thing in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G- &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Great depression is happening at my household currently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H- &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hard rock is my music of choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I- &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ice- We need some today for this first 100 degree day of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J- &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Job- Anthony needs to find one ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kimber- She insane, silly and uses humor to not end up at the AZ state asylum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L- &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Listening- My kids (especially my 14 yr old) has trouble with this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M- &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mother in law- I've learned a lot about her recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nighttime- I hate it.  Can't sleep and have panic attacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Optical appointment- I need to have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P- &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Paint- Still haven't started to paint my kitchen red.  Got the paint, but I'm lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q- &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Quiet- Never occurs in this house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R- &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Rats- I used to have 2 as pets, and i'm listening to RATT right now.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S- &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Stress- Go away please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T- &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Teaparty- Wednesday is hosting one later today and&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I was invited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U- &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Ugly bruise- On my upper thigh.  It's nasty and I know you wanted to know that.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Vacuum- Haven't used one in over 10 years.  Before you go ewww, I have tile floors throughtout the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W- &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;William, Wesley and Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X- &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Xenophobia-Just because I live in AZ doesn't mean I have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y- &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Youth- Mine's gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zadie, Zane and the letter of our last name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know my answers sucked today.  Such is life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1328210071854211190?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1328210071854211190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1328210071854211190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1328210071854211190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1328210071854211190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/thursday-thunks-day-late-life-in-abcs.html' title='Thursday Thunks A Day Late- Life In ABCs'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-7513766670396980433</id><published>2010-05-16T05:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T06:43:34.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing- Speed Dating Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Speed Dating Meme, Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever been stung by a bee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No thank goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What's the sickest you've ever been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I felt it was just a few weeks ago where I swear I threw up every hour, but no probably after I had Wesley.  A week after he was born I got an infection in my c-section incision and had to go back to the hospital and was there for another 5 days.  Once home Anthony had to pack my incision for I can't even remember how long.  It was yucky and painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's your favorite form of exercise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sex.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What's your favorite Cyndi Lauper song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wasn't aware I needed to have a favorite.  Though I am having fun watching her on Celebrity Apprentice, but I like Bret more.  ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What did you do for your 13th birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Absolutely no clue.  I can tell you what I did for my 14th, 16th and 21st but not 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Are you afraid of heights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yes, hence why I'm so short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you ever taken dance lessons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yes, but I just can't dance.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What's your favorite newspaper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The only newspaper I get is one my Mom gets from my hometown and she passes them onto me.  A friend I had growning up writes for that paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What's your favorite Broadway / West End musical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Phantom Of The Opera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What's the most memorable class you've ever taken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;American Sign Language.  My second year was taught by a deaf woman so we really had to sign but she also helped introduce us into the deaf community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What's your favorite knock-knock joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ummm, yeah no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What's your least favorite commercial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Any that doesn't have Troy Aikman or is NASCAR related.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. If you could go to Disney World with any celebrity alive today, who would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I can't afford Disney.  And celebs should be so lucky to go with me.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you prefer baths or showers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Showers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What's your favourite newspaper comic strip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What's your favorite breakfast food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now we're back to American spelling of favorite?  I like nice fattening eggs, bacon, sausage and toast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Who's your favarite game show host?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now we have a new spelling all together.  This is fun!  Bob Barker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. If you could have a super power, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Invisiblity.  Then maybe I could go to the bathroom without a kid or cat with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you like guacamole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Have you ever been in a food fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Name five songs to which you know all the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Do I have to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you say nothing&lt;/em&gt;- Keith Whitley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would do anything for love&lt;/em&gt;- Meat Loaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get down with the sickness&lt;/em&gt;- Disturbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last train to Clarksville&lt;/em&gt;- The Monkees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cum on feel the noize&lt;/em&gt;- Quiet Riot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What's your favorite infomercial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I didn't get the memo on having a favorite informercial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What's the longest you've ever waited in line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When I was 36 weeks pregnant with my twins, every line was too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What's on the cover of your address book or day planner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Don't have one.  I keep them in my cell phone and hence why I keep losing people's numbers/addresses.  I forget to write down before I switch phones when I get an upgrade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you ever taken a picture in one of those little booths?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes with Anthony when we were younger and skinnier, and then once with William when he was about 3 1/2-4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-7513766670396980433?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7513766670396980433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=7513766670396980433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7513766670396980433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7513766670396980433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunday-stealing-speed-dating-part-2.html' title='Sunday Stealing- Speed Dating Part 2'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1265423938603496538</id><published>2010-05-15T08:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T08:53:15.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Saturday 9- Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When was the last time you lied and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I lie daily.  I lie in my bed every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you could move anywhere and take someone with you, where would you go and who would you take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On Thursday I would say Anthony and New Zealand.  Today I'm taking my mom and we're going to Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last thought before falling asleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gosh my ring finger feels light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What’s your favorite style of underwear for the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Does it matter?  They all come off the same way.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you didn't have to work, would you? If you work from home, are there days you’d rather be in the workplace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So my choices are work or not work but want to?  So what the hell am I doing with 5 kids at home all day?  Guess I'm not working and no I have no desire to "work".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is a secret that you wouldn't mind everyone knowing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My husband is a fathead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What’s a favorite movie that you wouldn't want anyone to find out about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Seriously do I hid anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What’s you favorite all time medical and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ok...what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What’s the worst relationship mistake that you wish you could take back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Fathead thinks I'm going to post my ring that we pawned yesterday.  Maybe I'll just post him.  Kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Worst would be staying in a nearly 5 year relationship with a guy who was never going to marry me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1265423938603496538?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1265423938603496538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1265423938603496538&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1265423938603496538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1265423938603496538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/saturday-9-lies.html' title='Saturday 9- Lies'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-5275822411010412426</id><published>2010-05-14T18:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T18:32:16.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not A Happy Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S-31V0KgipI/AAAAAAAABI8/_l9_Qxn08ak/s1600/ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471298877453798034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S-31V0KgipI/AAAAAAAABI8/_l9_Qxn08ak/s400/ring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful yes? Not on my finger anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to pawn MY ring to keep us afloat. My ring that he worked his ass off to get me. My ring that looked so good on my hand especially on this month that we celebrate our anniversary---maybe. I'm a bit pissed off. It's not the ring, it's not the money, it's what it symbolized. He doesn't get that. But he has changed his wedding ring 4 times. I have my original. The ring he put on my finger. (You can see it in the pic. It's nothing special but to me.) My hand feels light and empty. I keep trying to swirl my diamond ring but it's not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I had to pawn MY ring. In May which we are supposed to celebrate our 17th annversary, and our 14th marriage anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a happy wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-5275822411010412426?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5275822411010412426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=5275822411010412426&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/5275822411010412426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/5275822411010412426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-happy-wife.html' title='Not A Happy Wife'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S-31V0KgipI/AAAAAAAABI8/_l9_Qxn08ak/s72-c/ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1854709064510417528</id><published>2010-05-06T05:55:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T05:55:00.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wednesday'/><title type='text'>My Wednesday Is 5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Wednesday is 5! How is it possible my baby is 5!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S-DG_s4np_I/AAAAAAAABIk/pKDo7C86CIM/s1600/WZ5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467588745310480370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S-DG_s4np_I/AAAAAAAABIk/pKDo7C86CIM/s400/WZ5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S-DJtGDMIKI/AAAAAAAABI0/-uKesmVc7w4/s1600/WZz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467591724183068834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S-DJtGDMIKI/AAAAAAAABI0/-uKesmVc7w4/s400/WZz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467587710890424466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S-DGDfXqOJI/AAAAAAAABIc/5l2uaZDbgFw/s400/WZ5s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~No comments from the peanut gallery at the messy room behind Wednesday Zella.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;She's a spoilt brat, a daddy's girl and sometimes so cute I just have to squeeze her and kiss her face.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Her granddaddy knew she'd be a genius, afterall he was the fifth child and he was a genius so Wednesday had to follow in his footsteps.  Plus she has his mother's nickname as her middle name- Zella.  We didn't plan on Wednesday, but she has made this family complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1854709064510417528?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1854709064510417528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1854709064510417528&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1854709064510417528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1854709064510417528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-wednesday-is-5.html' title='My Wednesday Is 5!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S-DG_s4np_I/AAAAAAAABIk/pKDo7C86CIM/s72-c/WZ5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8444982489874464247</id><published>2010-05-05T07:01:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T07:15:31.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>On Thursday My Wednesday Turns 5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Welcome to the May 6th version of &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kimber&lt;/span&gt;, the color of &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday's eyes&lt;/span&gt; and the number &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever performed the Heimlich Maneuver on someone or had it performed on you?&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;One time Anthony had to Heimlich me because I was choking on a piece of chicken. I was hungry and bit off more than I could chew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Do you have a red room in your home? (Either painted red or red curtains etc.) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not yet, but I plan to paint my kitchen red. My BFF Marsha claims all homes need at least one red room. LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Have you ever felt like banging your head against the wall? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Every day of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Reports came out this week that Michael Jackson was gay. Are you shocked, don't believe it, don't care or felt he was all along? &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Felt he was all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. What's the dumbest thing you have done after a breakup with a S/O? &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I've only broken up with one guy, and I really didn't do anything stupid. Oh wait I take that back. I started dating a guy who was 9 years older than I was with 2 kids. We went out like 3-4 times. He was ready for me to meet his folks, meet his 2 ex wives (one who was a prostitute), and become wifey number 3. I was almost 20 and just broke up with a guy I had dated for nearly 5 years.. I just quit taking his calls and started dating Anthony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. If Berleen and Bud are standing on the roof of a one story building and decide to throw water balloons at Kimber walking down below on the sidewalk, what color balloon hits her first? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I think it will be a blue balloon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. What are the wildest, craziest pajamas you own? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Most my PJs are NASCAR. Tony Stewart, Dale Jr., Tony Stewart when he was still with Gibbs Racing, and the list goes on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Have you ever ridden in a sidecar on a motorcycle? &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No Way! I'm too scared to even ride on a motorcycle let alone the sidecar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Do/did you go party on Cinco De Mayo, and if so what color was the bartender's shirt? &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I never celebrate Cinco De Mayo so no bartender or shirt color.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Why does a hat have a bill? &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Why not?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. If you were a WWE professional wrestler, what would your stage name be? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Scaredy Cat Kimber. She'll hit you with the chair and run like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. How many keys do you have on your keyring? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4. Security screen door, front door, truck and some key I have no clue anymore what it's to anymore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. What is the oldest picture you currently have in your home? What year was it taken and who/what is the photo of? &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;One I know was taken in 1900, but we have some taken before that. I don't have exact dates because no one wrote on the back when it was taken. These are pictures Anthony's mom gave him while he was in N.M. last week. They are of his great-great grandparents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8444982489874464247?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8444982489874464247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8444982489874464247&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8444982489874464247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8444982489874464247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-thursday-my-wednesday-turns-5.html' title='On Thursday My Wednesday Turns 5!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-795985321531564473</id><published>2010-05-02T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T09:28:35.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>More Questions I Have Answered A Million Times- Sunday Stealing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Question Meme &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Are you currently in a serious relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well this month Anthony and I celebrate being together 17 years and our marriage annivesary of 14 years, but I'm not sure it's serious yet. Give me another ten years and then maybe we'll be serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) What was your dream growing up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To grow up?! That and be rich, famous and a rockstar. So far all I've done is grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) What talent do you wish you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I wish I could be an artist. My Mom can paint so beautifully and I can't draw a stick figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04) If I bought you a drink what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Diet Coke or a Coke Zero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05) Favorite vegetable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Green beans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06) What was the last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;White Fang. I've been reading it to the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07) What zodiac sign are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Worse pick up line ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466693287909790866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S92YlOHgFJI/AAAAAAAABIM/YJ5TJ2nmS7k/s400/Leo.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm a tattoo virgin. A virginity I am holding strong to. Piercings- just my ears. 3 holes in each ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09) Worst Habit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;In what? I rarely drive so what do you want a piggyback ride?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What is your favorite sport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NASCAR. If you don't think it's a sport, you go drive 500 miles at 200mph with only a few 13 second pit stops and then tell me it doesn't take a lot out of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you have a Pessimistic or Optimistic attitude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pessimistic. Someone drank half of my cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Scream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My Daddy died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Tell me one weird fact about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Just one?! I hate the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nope. No pets at all. Certainly not a dog that barks at helicopters flying over our house that is the exact same age as the twins. Not a cat that is 17 this month and sleeps next to me all night with his old head on my pillow. Not a cat that is Anthony's who thinks he's so tough until he got out one night and got his butt kicked outside by an outdoor cat that adopted us. And no way a cat that is mentally slow, has little short legs and a fat body who thinks my chest is his personal sleeping space. Nope. No pets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Enjoy the front porch, because I don't answer the door unless I know who it is and they have called first to let me know they are stopping by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What was your first impression of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You're a freak of nature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Neither. They're just weird. Although the clown in Poltergeist was scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A tummy tuck to take away the twin skin I still have from having twins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Depends on the crime. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) What color eyes do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ugly brown although in certain clothes (colors) they look hazel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Ever been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Well there was that one time in Mexico.... No I have never been arrested and don't plan on that ever happening thank you very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Bottle or can soda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Does it matter? Doesn't to me as long as it's diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Really exciting stuff like paying bills, buying new mattresses for my kids, new clothes for the kids, a new stove (since mine is broken), a new fridge, a new bed for fathead and I, a new computer and maybe a pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) What's your favorite place to hang out at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My bedroom. I'm popular there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm a stay at home/homeschooling mom of FIVE. What spare time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;:) Play on the computer and read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Do you swear a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;More than I should, but less than I did 15 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Biggest pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Rude, stupid people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) In one word, how would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Insane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Do you believe/appreciate romance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Romance is over rated hence why I'm not in a "serious" relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Favorite and least favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fav- escargot and crab legs. Least fav- fried tarantula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Will you join us this week for Wednesday Wickedness? (Bud has on a mission to make this Wednesday's most popular meme. Please play this week so I can stop promoting it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sorry Bud, but chances are I won't play because 1. I won't have the laptop during the day, 2. I'll forget, and 3. If I am doing TT this week I'll be trying to come up with crazy off the wall questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-795985321531564473?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/795985321531564473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=795985321531564473&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/795985321531564473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/795985321531564473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-questions-i-have-answered-million.html' title='More Questions I Have Answered A Million Times- Sunday Stealing'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-6316663227465934102</id><published>2010-04-28T09:19:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T09:55:10.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>I Have Walked In Memphis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Welcome to the April 29th version of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bud&lt;/span&gt;, the color of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;KC's hair&lt;/span&gt; and the number &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;33&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/2010/04/walking-in-memphis.html"&gt;Thursday Thunks: Walking in Memphis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Robins have red breasts. Why are their eggs blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's like blood. Inside the veins it's blue, but outside it's red. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok honestly I have no idea.  I'm just making stuff up to sound like I know what I'm talking about which we all know I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The doorbell buzzes at the same moment the phone rings. Who was on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Berleen of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It seems that there are several very popular memes each day of the week. Which meme did you first become a regular of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I think it was Thursday Thunks but I could be mistaken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. It is about time that Berleen and Kimber meet in person. Should we start a collection to fly one of them to the other, or just hope Thom's bus and get from Hawaii to Kimber in Arizona and take her to Berleen in Minnesota?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I like Thom's bus idea. I'm not keen on flying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tell us about your pets. Do you have one that you wish would run away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I have one dog, Sara, who is getting quite old. Then I have 3 indoor cats, BJ, Bear, and Boo Radley. I don't want any to run away. I loves them. Yes loves. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What was the last thing colored red that you wore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My Tony Stewart PJs last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have a train that runs by where I live several times a day. I actually find it peaceful. What's the longest journey that you have taken by train?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Longest train ride I have taken is that little train ride at Disneyland. I've never been on a real train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If Kimber threw a five dollar bill off a building that was five stories high, and Berleen threw a twenty off a build that was six stories high, who do you think would find the money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Probably some rich person who didn't need the $25 dollars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If reincarnation really happens, whose life would you like to know that you have already led?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A lady from the 1800's who was rich and lived a charmed life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are your three favorite possessions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Speaking strictly materialistic, TV, DVR and when my computer worked, my puter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A lot of people still believe that Elvis is alive. Have you ever worn blue suede shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have not worn blue suede shoes, but I have walked in Memphis and visited Graceland if that counts for anything. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have siblings? If yes, are you anything alike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have 6 siblings. Yes and no to being like any of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Has anyone ever asked you to strip naked and cluck like a chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Not since yesterday. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-6316663227465934102?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6316663227465934102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=6316663227465934102&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6316663227465934102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6316663227465934102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-walked-in-memphis.html' title='I Have Walked In Memphis'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-912030664352350277</id><published>2010-04-25T08:31:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T09:17:25.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>Last Season Of 24- Goodbye Jack Bauer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Fandom Meme &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rules&lt;/span&gt;: We all are fans. Be it Star Trek or Twilight, you are a fan of something. Pick a subject, book, TV or movie series. Now tell us all about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464100593632482322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S9RiijR3FBI/AAAAAAAABIE/mS6YdzRCk30/s200/24wallpaper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The first character I fell in love with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jack Bauer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The character I never expected to love as much as I do now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Chloe O'Brian- she's feisty and stand offish but over 8 seasons she's grown on me.  Plus she always has Jack's back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The character I would shag anytime:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Jack Bauer- dangerous and exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The character I'd slap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This season- Dana Walsh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who are my 3 favorite characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jack (duh), Chloe, and Cole Ortiz(this season).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are my 3 favorite pairings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;24 really isn't a "pairing" show.  It's about killing terrorists and taking down the bad guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Which character I'm most like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;None- I'm too chicken to do what they do on 24 hence why I just sit and watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The coolest thing about the canon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The idea when 24 first started was it was in real time and that was so different than any other TV show on at that time.  It was awesome to watch the clock and know if we hadn't seen Jack in a while he was driving (a lot of which occured during commercial breaks).  Since then they have gotten away from that especially this season, but this is the last season so they have a lot to pack in.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The lamest crappiest thing about the canon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;They keep killing off Jack's love interests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My guiltiest pleasure in this fandom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love it when Jack gets mad and takes out all the bad guys.  Torturing them, beating them, shooting them and maybe even breaking a neck or 10.  I know, it's bad, but I can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What story I wish I could read (or art I wish I could see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll go with art- I would like to spend a week in the Louvre, and then head over to Olso Norway to see The Scream in person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What story I wish I had written/still want to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I have a few ideas in my head, but just haven't put them down on paper/computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-912030664352350277?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/912030664352350277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=912030664352350277&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/912030664352350277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/912030664352350277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-season-of-24-goodbye-jack-bauer.html' title='Last Season Of 24- Goodbye Jack Bauer'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8873151401928680111</id><published>2010-04-23T19:34:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:14:04.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Hands, House, Dust Bunnies and More</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. What do you notice about other people's hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On men, if they look like he really uses them or if they look all polished and better than mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On women, usually their nails or rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If someone was nosing around your house, what would you hope they wouldn't see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;That all my kids need new mattresses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you think that the more stuff you own enhances your life or adds to your burden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Burden. More crap you have, more you have to take care of or move if moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What was the last movie you saw in the theatre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (5). I don't go to the theater often obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you have under your bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The monster that lives under there and tries to grab me as I get into bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you think your s/o or best friend would say about what makes you unique?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm a goofball or a goober.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your current favorite TV commercial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's a NAPA commercial featuring NASCAR driver Truex Jr and 2 people on his team. They are "singing" this jingle, and it's just so silly, but makes me laugh every time I see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c_XRnvrqnO4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c_XRnvrqnO4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who do you owe a phone call to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Everyone. I suck at calling people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know about my friend's new meme Wednesday Wickedness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've heard of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8873151401928680111?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8873151401928680111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8873151401928680111&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8873151401928680111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8873151401928680111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/hands-house-dust-bunnies-and-more.html' title='Hands, House, Dust Bunnies and More'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-2386404165683256548</id><published>2010-04-23T12:10:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T13:12:30.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girly Girls</title><content type='html'>When I was a little girl and my parents would buy me new clothes, I had to model them right away.  I would play with Hot Wheels but loved my Barbies more.  I loved playing with makeup, painting my nails, and doing my hair.  I was a girly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to say I have 2 girly girls.  Wednesday more so than Zadie.  They do their nails and paint their toenails.  They do their faces with play makeup.  They do their hair.  They change their clothes in a day more times than I can count.  I think it's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Anthony bought Wednesday a couple t-shirts he got for $3 each (yes 3 bucks!).  Granted they are both too big for her, but she loves them because they are &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; is her favorite color.  So as soon as he gives them to her, sure enough she had to put them on.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the fun of having girly girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-2386404165683256548?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2386404165683256548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=2386404165683256548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/2386404165683256548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/2386404165683256548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/girly-girls.html' title='Girly Girls'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8216485942655830477</id><published>2010-04-22T10:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T10:44:39.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>High Up On A Rooftop- Look! A Falling Crayon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Welcome to the April 22nd version of &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TT questions are brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Berleen&lt;/span&gt;, the color of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;peanut butter cups&lt;/span&gt; and the number &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest demon (aka Demon #1) is in Oklahoma! The musical this weekend. Yep, my kid is a drama geek. Have you ever been in a play or musical? Were you in the drama club in high school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I was in a couple plays in grade school, but I was more of a choir geek in junior high and high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are walking down the road and the cops fly by you and stop at the house just a little ways down the street. It's the way you were going to go... do you take a detour to avoid it or do you just keep walking because, hey - you had the idea first! or do you walk by out of complete curiosity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In my neighborhood I'd turn and run!  Nice neighborhoods I keep on walking to see what's happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drop a green crayon from the roof and Kimber drops a yellow one - which one will grow wings and fly before it hits the ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mine of course!  Which I hope it does since I hate yellow.  It's just too mellow.  (Sorry I had to.  LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the first section of the grocery store you go to? And I know that sentence doesn't sound right, but I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Since I rarely do any shopping, I guess the produce section since a lot of stores have it right in the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like questions that have a yes or no answer or do you like to actually think for yourself and come up with something original?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like to think for myself.  What's the point of a meme if it's just yes or no?  Boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wall directly in front of you... whats on it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nothing.  It's plain since it has the computer desk there and right next to that my TV and the cabinet it sits on.  Not much room for anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea salt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love sea salt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;420. You know what it is. It's a time, it's a day, it's a way of life. Did you celebrate yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Celebrate what?  Ber you crazy!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you read a tape measure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Are there people who can't?  Seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city/town/village that you live in... it's population is.....????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;According to the data I Googled, more than 460,000.  That's just for Mesa.  If I include all the whole metro Phoenix area, over 4,000,000.  Hence why driving into Phoenix to the airport I get lost in the airport.  Too many dang people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a laptop fell out of the sky do you think you could catch it? And if you did, do you think it's Finders Keepers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If a laptop fell with the way things are going in my life, it would hit me in the head and knock me out.  But then I would keep it if not damaged since it hit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving down the highway, driving down the interstate, driving down a dirt road that you are sure goes absolutely nowhere... whats the longest distance you have ever driven in one trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I don't know.  Anthony and I drove to Arkansas many moons ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wouldn't know.  I suck mine.  Well when I used to eat candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8216485942655830477?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8216485942655830477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8216485942655830477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8216485942655830477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8216485942655830477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/high-up-on-rooftop-look-falling-crayon.html' title='High Up On A Rooftop- Look! A Falling Crayon!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8252554249917510534</id><published>2010-04-20T17:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T17:32:50.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thunk From From April 8th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wanted to do this &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks &lt;/a&gt;that our blogger friend Bud did, but hadn't got around to it. Thanks Bud for filling in!&lt;br /&gt;So here's my Thursday Thunk on a Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These questions were inspired by the late George Carlin. His quotes are in bold. They were gathered from his routines. The TT questions are brought to you by Bud, the color KC's eyes and the number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Why do they ask you to get on the plane? Shouldn't you get in it?&lt;/strong&gt; When was your last flight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I haven't flown in a plane since I was pregnant with William (but didn't know it yet.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Why do they call two planes getting too close a near miss? Shouldn't it be a near hit?&lt;/strong&gt; Have you ever been on a plane that was in trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No thank goodness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;If a mute swears, does his mother wash his hands with soap?&lt;/strong&gt; What have you done when your child sweared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tell them to watch their language and then threaten to wash their mouths out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;How about a restaurant for anorexics? What would you call it? The Empty Plate?&lt;/strong&gt; When was the last time you went out to a fancy restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hmmmm. Can't remember! Been many, many moons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Where do forest rangers go to 'get away from it all'?&lt;/strong&gt; What to you do to get away from it all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Since I can't even go to the bathroom without a kid being in there, I blog or read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Why do people who know the least know it the loudest? &lt;/strong&gt;What do you do to get a know-it-all to shut up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I usually just sit and nod with a fake smile on my face, but not responding verbally to anything they have to say.  Eventually they run out of steam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;If a man speaks in the forest and there is no woman to hear him, is he still wrong?&lt;/strong&gt; Men: does your woman (or most recent) think that you are always wrong? Women: Do you believe that men are always wrong? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No absolutely not. My husband was right...once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;If a turtle loses his shell, is it naked or homeless?&lt;/strong&gt; Tell us about a time when you were caught naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I've only been naked when I wanted to be, and wanted to get caught if ya get my drift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Would a fly that loses it wings be called a walk?&lt;/strong&gt; How badly do flies annoy you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Oh I love them! I keep them as pets and then pull their wings off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Why do they report power outages on TV?&lt;/strong&gt; When was the last time that you went without power?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We rarely lose power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?&lt;/strong&gt; Have you ever been or considered to be a vegetarian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;NO WAY! I'm a meat and potatoes girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;If the cops arrest a mime, do they tell him he has the right to remain silent?&lt;/strong&gt; Tell us about a time when either you were arrested or came close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Never been even close! I get freakout just being pulled over (which has only been twice).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?&lt;/strong&gt; Have you ever owned a cat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nope. Never. I wouldn't own a cat. Certainly not the 3 I have, one of which will be 17 next month. But no wouldn't own a cat because they own me. They must since I feed them, pet them on demand, and deal with cat fur everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8252554249917510534?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8252554249917510534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8252554249917510534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8252554249917510534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8252554249917510534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/thunk-from-from-april-8th.html' title='A Thunk From From April 8th'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8208017724765730847</id><published>2010-04-11T10:20:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T16:48:39.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>I should be memeing Sunday Stealing, and still might. But I need to blog that he's home. Got home yesterday. I picked him up..sorta. Well I missed my exit to the other freeway, and then had to circle around back to that freeway which leads into the terminal I needed to be in, and then then missed the entrance to the arrivals. In my defence, I haven't had contacts or glasses in over 5 years. I'm blind. I should not be driving. I'm relying on a 14 yr old boy to help me navigate. Had to then circle the airport- 2 terminals- to get back to where he was. Again in my defence, the airport is stupid. Skyharbor is stupid. You go from 65 mph down to 45 in seconds, then down to 35 with construction and a sign showing your actual speed limit right where you need to turn. You have 2 seconds to read a sign and be in the right lane with buses and taxis flying past. Oh and then you have to be down to 15 mph and watch for people walking across while trying to read signs, be in the right lane, miss the buses....yeah. It has to be one of the most poorly designed airport. Men designed it, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to where he was and was almost in tears from stress and anger. He grabbed me, saw I was almost in tears and just kissed me "I missed you honey.". "Get in the truck and get me home." With a sigh that was stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticked me off he easily made it out of the airport. Fathead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot sitting at a light a mile from our house for over 15 minutes because their was bikers and traffic cops. Bikers as in peddle. Well peddle faster because I need to get on that freeway. And in the mood I'm in, with a truck, I'll run you over. Then turn up the radio. So he was here before I was a mile from the house. We live quite a few miles from that airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He won't quit hugging and kissing me. Which bugs me. I grew up in a touchy, hugging, I love you family. He didn't. I had to get used to not only never saying I love you when hanging up on the phone, but going months without a real kiss, a hug, an I love you. I respected he wasn't used to that. Now I'm not used to that from him. I hug my kids everyday and kiss them, but I have gone months at time with the only touch from that man is a peck on my lips before he leaves for work. This has been happening for a while. Still not used to it. He grabs me and picks me up, he missed me, kiss me before we go to sleep, hold my hand, honey baw-chica-baw, honey, honey, honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love he's trying. I'm trying to let my guard down. I'm not there yet. He has to deal with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that said I am posting pictures of my reason why I get out bed everyday, and how short and need to lose weight I am .&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S8ISItXaojI/AAAAAAAABGk/RbmxlkITE_c/s1600/fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458945639152525874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S8ISItXaojI/AAAAAAAABGk/RbmxlkITE_c/s400/fam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S8ISrb-g8OI/AAAAAAAABGs/ek03uOb2O4I/s1600/zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458946235780100322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S8ISrb-g8OI/AAAAAAAABGs/ek03uOb2O4I/s400/zoo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8208017724765730847?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8208017724765730847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8208017724765730847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8208017724765730847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8208017724765730847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S8ISItXaojI/AAAAAAAABGk/RbmxlkITE_c/s72-c/fam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-7863899966921639431</id><published>2010-04-05T07:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:40:20.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Airport</title><content type='html'>Taking Anthony to the airport today.  He's going to stay with his mom.  She has stage 4 colon cancer.  Having surgery on Wednesday and DR doesn't think she'll live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never met her.  Next month we will have been together for 17 years.  There's a reason why I have never met her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am respecting that he needs to be there for her.  I would like him to settle things with her that he has issues with.  I have issues with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am stressed about driving.  All the dang freeways have accidents and are closed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue when fathead will fly back home.  5 kids all to myself.  Please don't break a bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopping to see my mom on the way home, and then stopping to see daddy's grave.  Mom just put new flowers on his headstone so I want to see how it looks.  Daddy would want me to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't get in an accident!  Ok I won't cause I'm a good driver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-7863899966921639431?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7863899966921639431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=7863899966921639431&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7863899966921639431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7863899966921639431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-airport.html' title='To The Airport'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-2518844384073925806</id><published>2010-03-28T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:36:58.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>SS- 35 To Start?  Oh Great.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The 35 Questions X 2 Meme: Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How far away is the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A few feet away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Has someone ever told you they would be with you forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My husband threatens me with that all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last person you were in a car with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Any plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Watching the postponed NASCAR race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How long does it take for you to take a shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;As long as it takes to wash the stink off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Best friend or close friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Is tomorrow going to be a good day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Did you kiss anyone friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever thrown up in public?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's on your mind RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Throwing up.  Hey you brought it up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who was the last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zadie just a second ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is the WORST subject they teach at school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Math.  I hate that crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you seen anyone lately that you don't get along with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Why would I see them if I don't get along with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favourite colour top to wear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever been in a car accident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;No thank goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's the closest thing to you that's green?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A Mountain Dew lid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where would you like to be right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In bed asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Write down some lyrics to the song you're listening to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm not listening to music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many dogs do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yes, these questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Is life going right for you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It must be going since I'm not dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Is there someone you care about more than yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What made you laugh today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;The book I was reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Watched The Blind Side the other day.  Great movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Whats the last conversation you had about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;If I wanted an egg salad sandwich or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What were you doing at 7:00 this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Deciding whether or not I wanted to get out of bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you like your hair long or short?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I like it long, but I don't want to deal with it long anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you want to see somebody right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yes, the grim reaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you like the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I used to, but since it has rained nearly the whole year so far I'm sick of rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Did you have a valentine this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No I don't celebrate that waste of a "holiday".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. The last person you kissed needs you at 3 am, would you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Of course, and have done so many times in his young life.  When your son is crying at 3 AM you get up and take care of them.  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you honestly say you'd risk your life for someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Honestly, if you could go back 1 month and change something would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Possibly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. How do you feel about boys smoking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;As long as it's in the boys room.  This has to be one of the stupidiest questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Could you see yourself with someone forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I guess so since as I said before he keeps threatening me with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-2518844384073925806?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2518844384073925806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=2518844384073925806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/2518844384073925806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/2518844384073925806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/ss-35-to-start-oh-great.html' title='SS- 35 To Start?  Oh Great.'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-3950853426227910223</id><published>2010-03-26T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T16:50:00.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Saturday 9- My Bestie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: You're My Best Friend &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Outside of your romantic life, do you currently have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I have a couple, one you will know if you read my blog often enough is &lt;a href="http://insanemomof2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Berleen&lt;/a&gt;, my &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.insanitycafe.com/forum/index.php"&gt;Insanity Cafe&lt;/a&gt; partner in crime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Regarding your future, what is the best thing you could hope for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our financial life get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever helped out a friend with basic needs, like rent or food? If yes. what did you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yes.  It was food and clothes for their baby that I had leftover from my kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If they re-instituted the draft (for both genders and your were of age) would you go, or would find some way out of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Canada or Mexico- here I come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tell us one thing you wish you hadn't let yourself do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gain baby weight.  Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tell us about the last time you bragged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Not long ago about what great kids I have and how well they do listen when out in public.  Don't listen worth a damn at home, but in public they are angels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What area are you wisest in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My bedroom.  The computer is in here I can  access Google.  Oh wait you mean...my bad.  :D  Honestly not really wise in any area but maybe how to change diapers quickly which thankfully I won't do again until I am maybe a grandma.  (I think I just threw up a little in my mouth.  I'm way too young for that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tell us about something that happened that at the time made you "full of yourself".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;A former governor of Arizona eating at the same restaurant as my folks, I and William when he was a baby, came out of her way when leaving to tell me what a beautiful baby he was.  I actually got compliments on him all the time, and I always felt "oh yeah...I can bred 'em good."  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Has there ever been a time that you wanted to try something in the bedroom, but were afraid to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've always wanted to try spinning while holding onto the ceiling fan, but sadly we have vaulted ceilings.  LOL  As if I would give a real answer to this one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-3950853426227910223?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3950853426227910223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=3950853426227910223&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/3950853426227910223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/3950853426227910223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/saturday-9-my-bestie.html' title='Saturday 9- My Bestie'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8728860739345431329</id><published>2010-03-24T18:17:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T18:50:47.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>TT- I'm Posting What More Do You Want Ber?!  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to the March 25th version of &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/2010/03/tt-better-late-than-never-hey-its-still.html"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pick a subject, and your job is to interpret it anyway you want. Write about it on your blog... simple as that. Maybe you can interpret it as a picture - we don't care!&lt;br /&gt;Please only leave a link if you have written a Thursday Thunks post. Please mention us in your post, and link back to the blog here.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to go visit the other participants' blogs. Read and comment about all their Thursday Thunks! Thats what all this is about afterall, isn't it? We'll have so much fun and become lifelong friends....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we will answer some crazy questions brought to you by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Berleen&lt;/span&gt;, the color of &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;, and the number &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got nothing. What should I ask next week? Although I think Kimber should do it next week. Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fine! I'll start tonight with next week's questions. Gah. Whiny butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just teasing my BerBear. I will do next week by adding questions whenever I have the laptop, and since Anthony won't be in Houston I'll have it every evening. :) So what the heck am I gonna ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wind chimes - annoying or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Not. I love the sound of windchimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Camping - camper or tent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Either. As long as I have a camping potty, I don't care where I sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Told ya I got nothing. This really sucks. I should have had Bud do this, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yes cause Bud rocks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite letter of the alphabet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Z of course. (You won't get that unless you know my last name.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. So this week my kid had to type a research paper for English.... then she had to email it to her teacher! Is that not just the oddest thing ever? Blew my mind away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That is freaking crazy. I had to write and rewrite my papers on paper with a pen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Wow. These questions suck. They suck bad. Do you like to suck through straws? For what type of beverages?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Diet Coke. Ice tea. Water. Yes I like to suck. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you do with your cell phones when you do those wonderful "upgrades" to the newer, fancier phones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I give them to the kids to play with after I take the battery out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. It's allergy season - unless you've completely missed all the people walking around with kleenexs stuck to their nose... what are you allergic to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;What am I not allergic to out there? I'm allergic to pollen, dust, mold, mildew, grass, hay, my dog, my cats and probably allergic to hubby and the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What did you sleep with as a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When at home, I slept with my cats. At my brother or sister's home, I can't remember sleeping with anything except for maybe one of my nieces or nephews. At my Aunt Carrie and Uncle Van's home I slept with a teddy bear that Carrie had gotten for free while buying shoes that I named Tetty. After Carrie died, Uncle Van gave him to me to take home. He still sleeps next to my bed on a bookshelf. And I still sleep with my cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8728860739345431329?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8728860739345431329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8728860739345431329&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8728860739345431329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8728860739345431329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-to-march-25th-version-of.html' title='TT- I&apos;m Posting What More Do You Want Ber?!  :)'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-6897039269092636125</id><published>2010-03-11T04:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T05:32:38.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Lost That Blogging Feeling</title><content type='html'>Just for now. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between my PC dying and having to share Anthony's laptop (the nerve!) to fill my online addictions &amp;amp; school the kids, and drama, drama, drama going on here- I haven't felt like blogging. I've started a couple, but just delete them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't bore you with the details, but it seems for now the drama is lifting. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-6897039269092636125?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6897039269092636125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=6897039269092636125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6897039269092636125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6897039269092636125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-lost-that-blogging-feeling.html' title='I&apos;ve Lost That Blogging Feeling'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-6549098075974083759</id><published>2010-02-15T17:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:37:36.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to &lt;a href="http://mondaymahem.blogspot.com/"&gt;Monday Mayhem,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the home of Meyhem on a Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Every week is something different.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's meme- Have You Would You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For each of the prompts, you may answer with an image, a sentence or however you want to.&lt;br /&gt;Simply copy and paste this into a post on your site and answer the prompts.&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to list your a direct link to your post and visit the other participants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU or WOULD YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a Cow? Have you ever touched one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No.  never tipped one either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU or WOULD YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give your pet a Valentine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I would my kitties.  But no chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you or would you&lt;br /&gt;Do something odd with candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ewwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you or would you&lt;br /&gt;gone out with someone based solely on looks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yeah if it's Troy Aikman or Larry Fitzgerald.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you would you&lt;br /&gt;go out with someone just for the meal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;No.  I only go out with them for their looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you or would you&lt;br /&gt;fall in love with 2 different people at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Why would I want to?  I'm busy being in with Troy and Larry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you or would you place anything&lt;br /&gt;before love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sure.  My mansion.  All 1100 sq feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU or WOULD YOU...&lt;br /&gt;believe in true love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yes with Troy or Larry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you define true love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A new computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU or WOULD YOU...&lt;br /&gt;send another blogger a Valentine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I  would my BerBear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you or would you do something&lt;br /&gt;really stupid in the name of love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yup.  got married.  WTF was I thinking?  Then had 5 kids with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU or WOULD YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write a really cool Monday Mayhem ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No I suck at questions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a meme idea? Let me have it!&lt;br /&gt;thanks...see ya next week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-6549098075974083759?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6549098075974083759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=6549098075974083759&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6549098075974083759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/6549098075974083759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/monday-monday.html' title='Monday Monday'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-561226960930308214</id><published>2010-02-14T13:34:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:47:05.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>Excuse Me?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you be in five years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;30. I've been 30 for years and plan to keep being 30 until too many people know I'm way older than 30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My kids &amp;amp; husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Dude? Are you stalking me? How old am I, who did I spend time with, how tall....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm short. 5'1 IF I stand up tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Not answering questions like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What’s the last movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;At home- Harold &amp;amp; Kumar Escape... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In the theater- Harry Potter 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My mom. Why you want to call her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who was the last person to call you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My husband. Why you want to call him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last text message you received?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Golly you are nosey! It was from my mom about the olympics last night. I just barely got text messaging so not many text me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person to leave you a voicemail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O.M.G. I think it was Berleen.  Do you want to call her too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you prefer to call or text?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Call.  I hate texting.  Will you call me?  No?, it's ok I won't answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What were you doing at 12am last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wow, really you want to know?  I was snoozing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are your parents married/separated/divorced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sadly I'm old enough to have a widowed mom.  Can't believe that wasn't an option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When is the last time you talked to your mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Are you thick?  I just said last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You are a stalker.  I have brown that sometimes look green with certain clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What time did you wake up today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Which time?  I have insomnia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Oh shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favorite christmas song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where is your favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Not in bloggerland with questions like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Where is your least favorite place to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Where would you go if you could go anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;New Zealand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where do you think you’ll be in 10 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Still 30, still mom of 5 and still probably blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you tan or burn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's called skin cancer.  I live in the desert so I don't go out to tan or burn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Why?  Want to scare me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing that really made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;These questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How many TVs do you have in your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now you are going to rob me too?  I have one in the bedroom, and 2 in the living room.  One is for video games. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How big is your bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;King sized because my hubby is 6'4.  Still coming to stalk me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Both.  Just one is fried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What color are your sheets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Noneya.  As in none of your business.  Next you'll want to know how many pillows I sleep with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How many pillows do you sleep with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What is your favorite season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you like about Autumn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Do I know her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What do you like about winter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Do I know her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-561226960930308214?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/561226960930308214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=561226960930308214&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/561226960930308214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/561226960930308214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/excuse-me.html' title='Excuse Me?!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-990343141572934148</id><published>2010-02-06T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T10:15:07.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>I Joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: I  Started a Joke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tell us a joke that you think is funny. If you don't tell jokes tell us why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I never tell jokes.  Ever.  Life is too short to enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where do you buy most of your clothes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My hubby buys most of my t-shirts from Walmart.  My pants I got at Target or my mom bought them for me.  I'm not big on fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Which famous person would you like to meet? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Bill Gates, so he can fix my desktop PC and then I wouldn't have to use Anthony's slow laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your ultimate ambition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;To take control of my meme addiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you like to live in the area of your country or would you prefer something a little different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;If I didn't like it, why would I still live here?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Has a newspaper or television reporter ever interviewed you? If so, what were the circumstances and what did you think when you read or saw what you said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Nope, never been special enough to be interviewed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the last CD/mp3 album that you purchased? How did you like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A whole album....I can't even remember.  Probably Disturbed years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Write down 5 songs you often listen to or that mean a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'd Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That) ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meat Loaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When You Say Nothing At All ~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keith Whitley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Winner Takes It All &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ABBA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's a couple songs by a local band but I can never remember the names of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9. Do you are your partner usual begin intimacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Are?  LOL&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Now that's funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-990343141572934148?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/990343141572934148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=990343141572934148&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/990343141572934148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/990343141572934148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-joke.html' title='I Joke'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1995888094152942599</id><published>2010-01-31T07:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T08:10:46.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>Pretentious Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" style="color: purple; text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Pretentious Blogging Meme&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How long have you been blogging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Since September 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What made you start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;An avenue to help promote my cafepress shop.  Now it's just to release the craziness that fills my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who inspired you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Berleen told me to start one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. About how many hours a week would you estimate you spend on your blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I used to spend quite a bit of time, but now only a couple hours a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What kind of experience or background do you have with writing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;I learned how first with ABC's and my name and it went from there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Talk about how you come up with blog topics. Where do you get your ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;It's based on whatever crazy thoughts need to get out of my brain or a meme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What or who inspires you and your blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;All based on how I'm feeling.  Right now I'm not feeling so good so my answers are boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Where and/or how do your brainstorming for your blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I start a new post and go with it.  Sometimes I publish, sometimes I end up deleting it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have any blogging rules or guidelines you follow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;The crazier the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Is there anything you will not blog about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Yes, quite a few things and I save those thoughts for my private blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you have any sort of a publishing schedule in terms of day of week or topic?&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;I try to do the memes I follow each week, but lately it's hit or miss (even with Thursday Thunks).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1995888094152942599?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1995888094152942599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1995888094152942599&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1995888094152942599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1995888094152942599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/pretentious-blogging.html' title='Pretentious Blogging'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-3364384386573598428</id><published>2010-01-30T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:14:59.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Everybody Is A Star!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(191, 39, 126); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Saturday 9: Everybody is a Star&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did you ever think that you'd be a star? If yes, doing what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Yes, a rockstar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Tell us about the last time you had a romantic dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Ummmm.... it had to be 5+ years ago.  Can't remember where it was but it most likely was on our anniversary.  We've never been big on romantic dinners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tell us about your worst job interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Never really had one.  I only had 3 jobs before becoming a stay at home mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. Tell us about your stupidest date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;That would probably be Anthony's &amp;amp; my first date.  After we got off work, we ended up driving all over trying to decide where to eat and ended up at a Red Robin in Scottsdale where he insisted we have dessert first.  The stupid part was where we worked had a Red Robin within walking distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How much in common do you think you should have with a romantic partner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I think in order to have a long and happy relationship you need to have a lot in common.  Otherwise what's the point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. Tell us about a favorite meme that you loved but no longer posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;My mom's.  I got her addicted to Facebook games.  She's too busy farming to blog.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. How did you get into blogging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;I started my blog to help promote my cafepress shop.  Since then though I have closed my shop and now just do addictive memes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. Do you share all your fantasies with a significant other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Most of them yes I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What change in your life would you like to happen this year?&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Be better off financially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-3364384386573598428?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3364384386573598428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=3364384386573598428&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/3364384386573598428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/3364384386573598428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/everybody-is-star.html' title='Everybody Is A Star!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1384373519551603632</id><published>2010-01-20T14:54:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T06:26:25.886-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>Ber's Turn To Thunk My Thinker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Trebuchet,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Welcome to the January 21st version of &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Trebuchet,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;This week we will answer some crazy questions brought to you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Trebuchet,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Berleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;, the color&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;white chocolate caramel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Trebuchet,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;and the number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Trebuchet,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px;font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Trebuchet,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:13px;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did you miss me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Is that a rhetorical question?- Kimber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:'Trebuchet MS',Trebuchet,Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Pants on the Ground....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This is a serious epidemic.  Thousands of today's youth have lost their pants to the ground. Looking like a fool with their pants on the ground.  Please help by calling 1-800-pantsup or by going to www.pullyourdamnpantsupkid.com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To compliment Kimber's question from last week.... have you ever fell down the stairs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes I have and as a kid used to slide down stairs for fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever written to a company about their product? Ever called them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm sure I have, I just can't think of what company it was or why.  I have called a few too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your dog/cat goes to the vet. Ok, you take them to the vet... most pets wouldn't go on their own. The vet tells you that your species has cancer. Do you:&lt;br /&gt;a. tell them to pull out the needle and put them to sleep on the spot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;b. take them home and let them live out their life until the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;c. same as b. except you don't let them get to the suffering stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d. go full steam ahead with cancer treatments&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;B or C depending on how bad it gets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite comfort food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Something southern, greasy and fattening like chicken fried steak with gravy, or fried chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If your child was put in jail for putting a gun in their spouses mouth and pulling the trigger (even though the gun wasn't loaded), strangling them and breaking their arm... would you post bail for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Yes I would.  Why?  Because coming home with mom is going to be a million times worse than what a jail cell with 3 meals a day will do to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, no I wouldn't especially in this case, but it was mainly the judge's stupid fault for setting a low bail in the first place.  Now that he's back in on a million dollar bail, I have a feeling he'll get to know his cellmate very intimately.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. If elephants had wings, how many feathers do you think they would have on each wing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;20, but they would be 100 feet long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is there anything growing in your refrigerator right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No, in fact there is hardly anything in my fridge right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What did you do with your Thursdays while we were on a break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nothing, but I did enjoy the break.  Coming up with off the wall questions makes my brain tired and since you Ber were on break before that, my brain was fried!  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Would you donate to the Kimber Ark Building Fund and donate wood? She is about to float away after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Not Applicable since I am Kimber about to float away.  Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If I were to send you a letter and I wanted to put a little heart sticker on the back of the envelope, what color sticker would you like it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Purple with black zigzags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1384373519551603632?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1384373519551603632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1384373519551603632&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1384373519551603632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1384373519551603632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/bers-turn-to-thunk-my-thinker.html' title='Ber&apos;s Turn To Thunk My Thinker'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-728571892153888810</id><published>2010-01-16T17:23:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T18:27:35.193-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>Worthless Trivia About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(170, 221, 153); text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Trivia About Me Meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Opening…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get regular massages?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Hahahaha  yeah right.  I wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have an answering machine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Do people really still use those?  I thought everyone had voicemail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What cuss word do you use the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;@#$&amp;amp;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you underweight or overweight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I am under 200 lbs. but over 100 lbs.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see your veins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Why? Are they showing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soap?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;The kind that cleans without removing a layer of skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Watermelon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of red meat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;The kind that has been cooked to perfection and sitting in front of me ready to be eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Tilapia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy bar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Toblerone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have You Ever…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten a whole bag of potato chips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Sure.  Those small snack sized bag of chips are easy to eat a full bag of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten lobster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Lobster is yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Climbed a mountain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Define mountain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been skydiving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been water skiing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;No, but I have been jet skiing back before they made jet skis so huge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do You…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you could change something about your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Quite a few things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like your nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;No!  I hate it, but even if I could afford it I doubt I would go under the knife to make it look better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like salt and vinegar chips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat salsa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I live in Arizona.  I think salsa is a food group here.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Own a boat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;No, and don't want to either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Is…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small thing that people let slide but that actually has dire consequences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;*yawn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your most macho trait?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Being able to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longest relationship you’ve ever had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;The one I am currently in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your most embarrassing thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Like I am actually going to share embarrassing thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your most shameful moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Oh give me a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;This/That…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath/Shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Markers/Crayons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Markers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pens/Pencils?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Pens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jelly/Cream Cheese?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Cream Cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagel/Toast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Bagel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finish…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest weakness is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Inability to quit doing stupid memes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was…&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an Oscar Mayer Weiner&lt;br /&gt;That is what I'd truly like to be&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if I were a Oscar Mayer Weiner,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone would be in love with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Three things I wouldn’t do for a million dollars are…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;It would be easier for me to list the few things I would do for a cool mill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oddest thing I’ve ever put in my mouth is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Oh why do I do memes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Firsts…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit card you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Department store card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loan you got was for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Only loans I have gotten are from the bank of mom &amp;amp; dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paycheck was for how much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I think it was just over $100.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time you had stitches?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;May 1994- surgery on my ovaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time you went to the hospital for something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Probably when I had my tonsils out at *I think* age 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lasts…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List everything you ate in the last 24 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Oh bite me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you used a credit card for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I haven't had a credit card in well over a decade so I have no idea what the last thing I would have used one for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your job previous to the one you have now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Working at a Ford dealership.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you celebrated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;I just celebrated the fact that I am almost done with this meme!  Woo hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you were at a sports bar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I think the last sports bar I was at was Alice Cooper'stown, and that was at least 6 years ago.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-728571892153888810?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/728571892153888810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=728571892153888810&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/728571892153888810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/728571892153888810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/worthless-trivia-about-me.html' title='Worthless Trivia About Me'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-9155349412235230620</id><published>2010-01-15T18:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T19:15:27.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Fabulous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-weight: bold; font-family:Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(191, 39, 126); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Saturday 9: When We Was Fab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Is there a blog as far as its appearance goes that you think is the most fabulous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I have stumbled across quite a few that I think look fab.  One set up I really like is &lt;a href="http://tp4ww.com/"&gt;Thom&lt;/a&gt;'s Place 4 Well Whatever...  I love the palm tree and flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you like the look and the contents of your blogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Yes for now, although I am not crazy about the header I made.  Might change that if I feel inspired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever thought what would happen to your blog in case you died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;I know what will happen.  It will sit in internet space with my last post forever at the top (will it be this meme?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. Has any particular blogger had a great impact on how you set up and write your blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Not really.  I just write whatever crazy thoughts are in my head and need to get out.  Sometimes it's silly, other times I actually post real stuff.  Just depends on my mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you want a fellow blogger to give you suggestions or criticism of what you write?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Suggestions are cool, but criticism isn't.  This is &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; blog.  If I want to spoof a meme, vent or to brag about my kids, I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Is the number of visitors each day to your blog important to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Not anymore.  I don't even blog as much on this one as I used to.  I enjoy visitors and especially those that comment, but if no one visits well then so be it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What percentage of your readers do you think actual comment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Maybe 40%.  Some days it's closer to 80%.  Depends on the meme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you have a favorite blogger who does the memes that you participate in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wtit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bud&lt;/a&gt; On days where I am in a "blah" mood, his meme answers always make me laugh.  Even when he rips me for spelling a word wrong on a &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt; question or asking a truly stupid question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How often do you update your blog/site and why?&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;I used to try for everyday, but lately I haven't been in the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-9155349412235230620?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9155349412235230620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=9155349412235230620&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/9155349412235230620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/9155349412235230620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/fabulous.html' title='Fabulous!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-377167699001902620</id><published>2010-01-13T17:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:41:16.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>First Thunk Of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S05iEwEwYgI/AAAAAAAABFM/9_S9b8x5w10/s1600-h/tt2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 51px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S05iEwEwYgI/AAAAAAAABFM/9_S9b8x5w10/s400/tt2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426382434791875074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(204, 204, 204); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;Welcome to the 1st version of &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt; for 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); "&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); "&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0); "&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;This week we will answer some crazy questions brought to you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Kimber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;, the color of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "&gt;a clear blue sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt; and the number &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;1142010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://buildityourselfcoffinkit.com/contact.html"&gt;Build It Yourself Coffin Kits&lt;/a&gt;. Creepy, interesting, cost effective, your new hobby?&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I think it's kinda cool.  You can build it yourself, pimp it out how you want it (not that it will matter once you're dead) and it's A LOT cheaper than one bought through a funeral home.  I want to build one and set it out in the yard year around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Can you blow up a balloon under water?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I doubt it.  Never tried to be honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Why do you think when naming citrus fruit they simply named an orange the color it is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Brain fart.  Or lack of imagination.  Lemon, lime, grapefruit, tangerine, tangelo, Clementine and then all they could come up with is orange?  Oh sure there are plenty of varieties of oranges but still...orange?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.insanitycafe.com/forum/index.php"&gt;Insanity Cafe&lt;/a&gt;'s topic of the day on Tuesday was &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/ukpress/article/ALeqM5hz7kxdOyGW1DxZWD_8n3GaIMrxIA"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;. Have you ever known someone to do something embarrassingly stupid like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;I have known someone who got his stuck in a couple places but both times were accidents.  One was his pants zipper just like on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/There's_Something_About_Mary"&gt;There's Something About Mary&lt;/a&gt;.  He was delivering something to a shop and needed to use the restroom.  Got a little quick about zipping up and oops.  He &amp;amp; his wife said he had to have stitches.  Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you got stranded high on a mountain in the snow, how many snowmen would you make? Would you name them and talk to them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I would make at least 5 and name them after my kids.  Yes I would talk to them because if I am up on a mountain in snow, I am already insane and have lost my ever-loving mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever tripped and fell while walking up the stairs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Yup.  Trying to go up too quickly on 2 short legs.  Rather embarrassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you were to make your own currency what would it look like, what would you call it and would you give some to your fellow Thursday Thunkers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;It would be purple with sarcastic sayings all over it.  I would call it Kimba Kash, and of course I would give some to my fellow Thunkers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever made a Mr. Potato Head from a real potato?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Not yet.  Might be fun and afterwards we could make french fries from the potatoheads.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-377167699001902620?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/377167699001902620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=377167699001902620&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/377167699001902620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/377167699001902620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-thunk-of-2010.html' title='First Thunk Of 2010'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S05iEwEwYgI/AAAAAAAABFM/9_S9b8x5w10/s72-c/tt2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8885892408343779008</id><published>2010-01-09T06:24:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T06:50:02.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Don't Call Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-weight: bold; font-family:Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(150, 9, 90); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Saturday 9: Call Me &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#632035;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Who is someone that phones you routinely that you never seem to be up to talk to, but you are not ready to push them out of your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Don't have anyone like that anymore.  Used to, but I quit talking to them altogether.  Sometimes I miss the person but not enough to call.  I know that sounds mean, but I don't have time to talk 2-3 times a day for hours at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is something that effects you deeply, to your core, no matter your mood or what else is going on in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Nothing.  I have no core.  I am an empty shell of a person.  Although a sneeze can rock me to what would be my core, and it doesn't care about my mood or life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tell us of something that relaxes you and always makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;A good movie or book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you could take the train from anywhere to anywhere, where would 'anywhere' be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Venus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. If you could look into the future, how far down the road would you like to see? 10 years? 100 years? A million?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;10 years.  Anything past that wouldn't matter to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Did you do your shopping online for this Christmas, how did it go? Did things come in on time? Any significant failures? ...and if you didn't, will you consider trying online shopping sometime this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Anytime I have ordered online it has arrived safe and sound and in a timely matter.  Not sure if I'll be ordering anything anytime soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What people or projects are worth your time, money or effort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;My kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Think back when you were in high school. Are you proud of the way you dressed, or do you wish you could go back and change it all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;I wish I hadn't been so self-conscious.  I weighed 85 lbs., wore a size 0, and was still cute. I wish I had dressed to show that off instead of trying to hide it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do any of your friends, family or co-workers know about your blogs? For those that do, did you tell them or have they stumbled upon it by themselves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;They know about this one.  Told most.  One person I think stumbled upon it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8885892408343779008?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8885892408343779008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8885892408343779008&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8885892408343779008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8885892408343779008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-call-me.html' title='Don&apos;t Call Me'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8946675413027443714</id><published>2010-01-08T08:16:00.015-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T12:26:48.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wesley'/><title type='text'>Wesley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Wesley actually made it to 9 years old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Wasn't sure he would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dPHA0WXAI/AAAAAAAABEc/4SewRqMW3u4/s1600-h/Wesley202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dPHA0WXAI/AAAAAAAABEc/4SewRqMW3u4/s400/Wesley202.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424391258088299522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dPCjgxLcI/AAAAAAAABEU/3CSpQCeX2p8/s1600-h/Wesley2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dPCjgxLcI/AAAAAAAABEU/3CSpQCeX2p8/s400/Wesley2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424391181502066114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dO01lQtFI/AAAAAAAABEM/4qwT79EchAg/s1600-h/WesPR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dO01lQtFI/AAAAAAAABEM/4qwT79EchAg/s400/WesPR.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424390945834579026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dOp4i5AVI/AAAAAAAABEE/fSP9vRrVn-Q/s1600-h/Wesley1203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dOp4i5AVI/AAAAAAAABEE/fSP9vRrVn-Q/s400/Wesley1203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424390757651382610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dOZsALb5I/AAAAAAAABD8/sjWzTYMXAVU/s1600-h/DSCN0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dOZsALb5I/AAAAAAAABD8/sjWzTYMXAVU/s400/DSCN0329.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424390479406657426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dOMg6mU2I/AAAAAAAABD0/X_qtVd3gnNk/s1600-h/DSCN1743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dOMg6mU2I/AAAAAAAABD0/X_qtVd3gnNk/s400/DSCN1743.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424390253092164450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dNqlbtWzI/AAAAAAAABDs/HtYpQ1_0uwQ/s1600-h/DSCN1945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dNqlbtWzI/AAAAAAAABDs/HtYpQ1_0uwQ/s400/DSCN1945.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424389670189226802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dNTuY81qI/AAAAAAAABDk/OUnFrWpTpwA/s1600-h/Wesleysm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dNHL9UP2I/AAAAAAAABDc/bsoszUS9Ze0/s1600-h/Wesley08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dNHL9UP2I/AAAAAAAABDc/bsoszUS9Ze0/s400/Wesley08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424389062055444322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dMv-ARREI/AAAAAAAABDU/WNc8uw79TLk/s1600-h/wes1810"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dMv-ARREI/AAAAAAAABDU/WNc8uw79TLk/s400/wes1810" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424388663172744258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Measured Wesley today like I do all the kids when they get a year older.  He's shorter than the twins when they were 9 but only by 1/8th of an inch, and of course shorter than William was by 3+ inches (but everyone is shorter than William including me!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I'm really surprised he made it to 9.  Between always hurting himself from bumps and bruises to twisting his arm and tearing ligaments to just being my handful kid that makes me want to tear my hair out, it's a miracle.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Now we'll see if he makes it to 10!  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kimberwhite-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/kimberwhite-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8946675413027443714?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8946675413027443714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8946675413027443714&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8946675413027443714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8946675413027443714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2010/01/wesley.html' title='Wesley'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/S0dPHA0WXAI/AAAAAAAABEc/4SewRqMW3u4/s72-c/Wesley202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-409652560821933699</id><published>2009-12-31T16:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T16:22:12.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years'/><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Have a happy and safe New Year's from The Zoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-409652560821933699?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/409652560821933699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=409652560821933699&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/409652560821933699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/409652560821933699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-7076221580254790744</id><published>2009-12-26T16:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T16:03:00.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing: See Ya 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(170, 221, 153); text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Final Week of 2009 Meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What did you do in 2009 that you'd never done before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Wore an Arizona Cardinals shirt.  I've always been a Cowboys girl (specifically Aikman) despite being an Arizona 3rd generation native.  Even after the Superbowl run last year I refused, but I gave in because I have the biggest crush on Larry Fitzgerald and he plays for the Cards.  So on December 25th I wore my first red Cardinals shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;I never make any.  What's the point?  I can't remember what I did last week nevermind trying to keep a resolution the entire year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How will you be spending New Year's Eve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I swear I just answered this yesterday.  I'll be having a huge party at my house in New Zealand.  All are welcome to come party in my imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Yes.  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I didn't even visit other states let alone countries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;Money, money, money.  It's a rich man's world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What date from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;March 23rd.  That's the day my hubby officially became too old for me.  If he would just quit aging like I have chosen to do, it would be fine.  Now he's robbing the cradle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;Turning 30 again.  I've been doing it so long I am really getting good at it.  I just wish my body would listen to me when I tell it I am 30 still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Not robbing a bank and moving to New Zealand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Swine flu a time or two.  Nervous tummy almost everyday.  Wesley torn ligaments in his arm.  Anthony had some crazy headache with super high blood pressure.  Bumps and bruises all around.  Ya know normal crazy family of 7 stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;A coffee mug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;What damn money?  We lived on business credit cards.  It pretty much went to feeding this family.  I know 14 year old boys will eat a lot, but when he's over 6', he now eats more than his dad and I have never known anyone to eat more than hubby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What song will always remind you of 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I'm supposed to have a single song to remind me for the entire year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Exercise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Bitch, moan and cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was your favourite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;What wasn't?  I did get some new favorites like Deadliest Catch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;I don't hate but I am angry at some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What was the best book you read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;You imply I can read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Are you kidding me?  Greatest musical discovery?  Someone hit me now and maybe I'll hear little birds chirping like on Tom &amp;amp; Jerry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;It didn't come out this year, but I just saw this year- Slumdog Millionaire.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What did you do on your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Same thing I do every year, nothing, and then claim to be 30...still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;You imply I have sanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;I missed Anthony when I tried to hit him with a frying pan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;"Met" new blogger friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;25. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009:&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;When throwing a frying pan at your hubby who just got his 3rd photo radar ticket, don't miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Just kidding, the frying pan I need to really knock him out hurts my wrist as I try to lift it.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-7076221580254790744?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7076221580254790744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=7076221580254790744&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7076221580254790744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7076221580254790744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-stealing-see-ya-2009.html' title='Sunday Stealing: See Ya 2009'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-7360459581759187040</id><published>2009-12-25T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:43:04.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Last Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(191, 39, 126); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Saturday 9: Sam's Last Stand of 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What did you think of 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Another tough year for the Zoo, but I think we almost made it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you think was the news story of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Guy being arrested for drunk driving a bar stool lawnmower thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What happened this year that you never want to hear another word about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Anything to do with Michael Jackson, Tiger Woods or Jon Gosselin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What was your favorite song of 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Don't have one.  I tend to listen to my old favs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. What did you accomplish this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;I accomplished not killing the dust bunnies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Did you learn anything new this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I did.  I learned 2+2=5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you looking forward to in the new year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;The company really taking off, not being so depressed and maybe getting a new stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. What are your plans for New Year's Eve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;Same plans as always.  Watching TV and possibly asleep before the ball drops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What's the best thing you ever did on a New Year's Eve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Have sex?  Honestly I don't remember ever doing anything but watching TV.  I don't like to be out and about that night.  I know I'm boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-7360459581759187040?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7360459581759187040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=7360459581759187040&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7360459581759187040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7360459581759187040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-stand.html' title='Last Stand'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8473772536099616137</id><published>2009-12-25T16:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:54:48.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lot Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SzVCrM4hEdI/AAAAAAAABDE/1_B1G1ABX2c/s1600-h/dec252009"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SzVCrM4hEdI/AAAAAAAABDE/1_B1G1ABX2c/s400/dec252009" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419311036570341842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Zane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;in the orange,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;William&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;holding&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Little Bit (Wednesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wesley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;with the evil grin and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Zadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; on the right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent most of the day at Mom's house.  We cooked turkey, ham, made mashed 'tatoes, stuffing, my Mom's green beans with bacon, rolls, and of course giblet gravy.  She had cataract surgery this week so she wasn't supposed to lift anything over 2 pounds so we went over early to put the bird in the oven.  She kept forgetting not to pick things up that were heavy.  One of the few times I get to yell at my mother without getting my butt kicked.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we got the bird in we opened gifts.  Mom bought us all jeans (some we got at t-day), got the girls the cutest outfits, bought the middle boys pullover sweatshirts, undies and undershirts, plus toys.  She even managed to find Anthony a couple pairs of jeans in a 34 inch length.  Tough to find in the right waist size.  I got a 4 slot toaster that fits bagels and Texas toast.  Anthony also got me a &lt;a href="http://www.larry-fitzgerald.com/jr/"&gt;Larry Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt; shirt and apparently Mom talked him into buying me something sexy to wear that won't be on for long.  LOL  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;William got his xBox 360 plus games and a gift card to his favorite game store (and as I type my 2 oldest boys, Anthony &amp;amp; William, have been playing since they got set up).  The middle boys got G.I Joes, Zane a nerf gun, a football (of course), and Wesley a remote control car.  Zadie got a jewelry maker set and a doll house Moxy something or other.  Little Bit got way too much.  She got a Barbie with Kelly, a drawing kit (which she has been using on old blueprints we have), a bunch of little bobbley head critters, and 2 My Little Ponies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then start getting all the food together.  2 1/2 hours later we are eating and it takes less than 15 minutes.  A lot of work for 15 minutes.  Anthony got a bad stomach ache before we ate, and William wasn't very hungry so we have a TON of leftovers.  I never feel like eating much after all that cooking.  I think I want to, but then I sit down to eat.  Then starts the clean up which also  takes longer than the eating part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of work, but we enjoyed spending that time with Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8473772536099616137?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8473772536099616137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8473772536099616137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8473772536099616137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8473772536099616137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/lot-work.html' title='A Lot Work'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SzVCrM4hEdI/AAAAAAAABDE/1_B1G1ABX2c/s72-c/dec252009' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-7504335689327231619</id><published>2009-12-20T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T03:27:00.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><title type='text'>93</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today would have been my daddy's 93rd birthday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What an old fart he would be.  Well let's be honest, he was already an old fart when he died.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 1/2 years and I still miss you like it was yesterday daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does that pain ever go away or at least not make you cry when people talk about their dads?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-7504335689327231619?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7504335689327231619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=7504335689327231619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7504335689327231619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7504335689327231619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/93.html' title='93'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-7257216546025295275</id><published>2009-12-05T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:16:49.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing: Insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(170,221,153); FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Can't Sleep Meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YES!  I would have to put down the laptop and lean over a foot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is it hard to kiss someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When they want to interrupt my internet time.  Actually I get kisses all day long from 6 different people.  Not all the same type of kisses but kisses just the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're trapped in a room with your most recent ex for three days, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;If I don't have a gun to kill myself, then I guess just talk.  We were better friends after we broke up.  I haven't talked to him in 10 or so years, so we could catch up on our lives (he is finally married and now has 4 kids).  But talk is all it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter to you if your significant other smokes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yes.  Huge risk of lung cancer, COPD, high blood pressure, higher chance of heart attack, constant cough, need to smoke after meals, always smells like smoke, cost of giving yourself cancer and many more negative effects.  So I married a man that has smoked since he was 14.  I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever regretted letting someone go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Nope.  Regretted starting something with them, but not letting go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would you go if you were butt naked and locked out of your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm not going anywhere because I'm not stupid enough to get locked out naked.  First of all I don't go outside naked, and secondly IF I was that stupid I would break a window to get in before going somewhere to ask for help butt naked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to please everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No, I try to disappoint everyone that way no expects anything from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been called heartless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Was I supposed to have a heart?  I must have missed that memo or email forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone calls you at 3:00 AM, who do you expect it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My lover Raul.  He's a fictional character but I fully expect him to make a booty call one of these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter if your significant other drinks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I like him to drink something otherwise he might die.  Man can't live without water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you go the rest of your life without doing drugs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I'm pretty sure I could since I haven't done any not prescribed to me.  Now can I go without Motrin...no way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is better, amazing eyes or an amazing smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Depends on who the eyes or smile are on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get married and have children one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Absolutely not.  Never, ever, ever.  Ick.  Can you imagine me married with 5 kids?  I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you easy to get along with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never, hence why I'm not married with 5 kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever want to go to sleep and not wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Every night I close my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you shorter than your Mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Last I  checked, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe your life currently in one word:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you on medication for anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Chronic erectile disfunction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would you allow to read your thoughts for one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;No one.  I don't want them to go mad also.  Although this guy I sleep with knows me so well he can almost tell what I am always thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there things in your life that you will never be able to get over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yes, Pluto is no longer a planet.  I'll never get over that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you woke up naked next to the last person you kissed, what would your reaction be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Get dressed before the 5 kids I don't have come in and see me nakey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-7257216546025295275?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7257216546025295275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=7257216546025295275&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7257216546025295275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/7257216546025295275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-stealing-insomnia.html' title='Sunday Stealing: Insomnia'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1492031549008626045</id><published>2009-12-04T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:06:44.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Saturday 9: Joy To The Headache</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Joy to the World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What to you is the most joyous aspect of the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When it's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you get much snow where you live? If yes, do you enjoy winter sports like skiing or would you rather stay in by the cozy fire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What's snow? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;J/K I have seen it a few times. Not like what they get in let's say Minne&lt;strong&gt;snow&lt;/strong&gt;ta, but enough to make a mini snowman. One year we even had "snow" here in East Mesa, but it melted as it hit the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't much like being cold, so I would rather stay by the fire. Or better yet my nice warm Arizona home where I can have the doors and windows open and it's comfy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever been on a sleigh ride or a carriage ride? Do you even like horses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No to sleigh and carriage rides. I love horses... from a distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. During the busy week, what do you do to relax?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;I know not of this busy week you speak of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you get stressed during the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;No not really. I do get a bit depressed because I miss my daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What holiday song could you happily never hear again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;All of them. Not big on holiday songs, but I did hear a funny one the other day about the 12 Pains Of Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How do you decide on what present you pick for a person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I consult a psychic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does this holiday season mean to you and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The year is almost over, December makes me sad since it was the month of my daddy's birthday and parent's anniversary, and pretty much just ready for it to be over. I'm not into holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What holiday movies best describe the season for you and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;How The Grinch Stole Christmas or Scrooge. Why? I'm cranky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1492031549008626045?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1492031549008626045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1492031549008626045&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1492031549008626045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1492031549008626045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/12/saturday-9-joy-to-headache.html' title='Saturday 9: Joy To The Headache'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1947602104088628462</id><published>2009-11-22T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T08:11:00.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing: Party Mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(170,119,170); FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Party Mummy Meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name someone with the same birthday as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amelia Earhart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where was your first kiss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In my parents garage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever hit someone of the opposite sex? If yes, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes, he was hitting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever sung in front of a large number of people? When?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yes, from 4th grade until my senior year of high school.  I was a choir geek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the first thing you notice about your preferred sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Either eyes or smile.  I have a weakness for blue eyes and a crooked smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What really turns you off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Holier than thou attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. What is your biggest mistake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I've made so many mistakes in life how do I pick the biggest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Say something totally random about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have dry hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Way back in the 80's people said I looked like Brooke Shields.  It was the eyebrows since I really don't look like her at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you still watch kiddie movies or TV shows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I have 5 kids, of course I still watch that stuff.  Just a couple weeks ago we watched Monsters VS. Aliens.  It was really funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you comfortable with your height?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;And if I say no, then what?  It's not like I am ever going to grow any taller.  I have been the same height since I was 12.  I'm short.  I compensate by marrying a man that's 6'4 and have tall kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the most romantic thing someone of the preferred sex has done for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He mopped the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When do you know it's love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When he's willing to mop the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's something that really annoys you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Carpet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1947602104088628462?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1947602104088628462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1947602104088628462&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1947602104088628462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1947602104088628462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-stealing-party-mummy.html' title='Sunday Stealing: Party Mummy'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-5048717796865866905</id><published>2009-11-21T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T09:44:15.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Somniloquy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 18px; COLOR: rgb(99,32,53); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-family:Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(150,9,90); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Talking in Your Sleep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Has anyone in your life talked in their sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;At times hubby does, but it's usually quite mumbled. He says sometimes I will say a thing or two or talk to him before he leaves the house early in the morning which I never remember. Wednesday laughs in her sleep.  My cousin used to talk so much that I could ask her questions and she would answer. That's how I found out she had lost her virginity. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you like about fall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cooler temps, being able to open the doors &amp;amp; windows to air out the house after a long hot summer, small electric bills and the fall TV schedule. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have an addictive personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes. I'm addicted to my hubby &amp;amp; kids, cats, and books. Books smell SO good I just have to have them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who was the last person to do something extra special for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My hubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you ever take someone back if they cheated on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yes, if they were truly sorry, and we worked on what caused the infidelity together to prevent it from happening again. People mess up and forget that the grass is never greener on the other side. I married for better or for worse. Now if the worse becomes a weekly, monthly, yearly thing...bye-bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are you happy with where you are in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Financially, no. Health wise, no. My increasing depression, no. Aging, no. Other things going on that I may eventually blog about, no. Family, yes. I have great kids (even if they do try to push my buttons daily), and a wonderful hubby who tries his best to take care of us all. Without my hubby &amp;amp; kids, I would jump off a cliff. Ok wait, I'm afraid of heights. I would drink Jim Jones Kool Aid (it was actually grape Flavor-aid).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you believe that you can change someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No. Unless it's a baby. At that point you really should change them. Phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever wished you could've had someone but you couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Of course. I still want Troy Aikman, but even though my hubby would be more than happy to let me be with him (bragging rights), I doubt Troy's wife would feel the same. Life sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Would you ever fight someone over your significant other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If it comes to the point that he has been screwing some homewrecker and she is hell bent on taking him then I say have him.  I am not about to go fisticuffs for him.  Take him.  Take him and his bad habits, his bills, his new child support, his BS, his gooberness and the fact that if he cheated on me with you..he'll cheat on you with someone else.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Fight over him...please.  I have better things to do like raise my kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If it's some psycho who believes he likes her even if he doesn't, then no I still don't fight.  He can take care of that himself or press charges.  Up to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-5048717796865866905?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5048717796865866905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=5048717796865866905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/5048717796865866905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/5048717796865866905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/somniloquy.html' title='Somniloquy'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-4719488770617241185</id><published>2009-11-20T09:30:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:45:56.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday 5'/><title type='text'>Friday 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friday5.org/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.friday5.org/linkimages/friday5smalllogo.gif" alt="Friday5.org" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. What color is your parachute?&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Black with purple zigzags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. Who moved your cheese?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;My imaginary friend Fred who is a giant purple people eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. Where’s Waldo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SwbHnxyADvI/AAAAAAAABCY/gHt0XT_6_XU/s400/stan_97_thumb_M4.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 68px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227888896741106" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Behind you to the left.  No your left.  How can you miss him?  He's wearing a stupid hat with glasses and a red striped shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you my mother?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;I hope not.  I have enough problems with the 5 I claim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What’s happening to your body?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;It's falling apart, and betraying me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-4719488770617241185?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4719488770617241185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=4719488770617241185&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4719488770617241185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4719488770617241185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-5.html' title='Friday 5'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SwbHnxyADvI/AAAAAAAABCY/gHt0XT_6_XU/s72-c/stan_97_thumb_M4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-1785161610447047841</id><published>2009-11-09T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T08:11:47.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wesley'/><title type='text'>Wesley Will Be The Death Of Me!</title><content type='html'>Last week &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Wesley&lt;/span&gt; fell on his left arm while playing outside.  I was informed by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; that he was hurt.  I didn't believe her at first because &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Wesley&lt;/span&gt; usually makes it well known when he's hurt.  The kid cries at the drop of a hat.  Yet he also is our most accident prone kid.  So I look at his arm and it looks broken.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Anthony&lt;/span&gt; looks at it and doesn't think it's broken.  "He'll be fine.  Just shake it off."  We argue about it.  30 minutes of ice, even more swollen.  Tried to send pictures of it to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt; (when all else fails, ask &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;) but they didn't come through.  Finally (after talking to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;) he agrees to take &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Wesley&lt;/span&gt; to the hospital.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had to take him once before for stitches.  You get &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;the look&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the look that you obviously abuse your kid.  Nevermind that you have 4 others at home safe and sound, but this must be abuse.  There is no more "kids being kids".  I understand they have to look for it, but sometimes it's just the kid fell.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Anthony&lt;/span&gt; got grilled the whole time about how it happened.  He just let &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Wesley&lt;/span&gt; answer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After X-rays, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Anthony&lt;/span&gt; is right.  Not broken, but torn ligaments.  The doctor said he'll need surgery in the future.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Great&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt; says it takes ligaments longer to heal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what does this accident prone kid do?  Goes out and falls in the same place on that arm again.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;He's killing me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I wrap him in bubble wrap I'm being over-protective.  If I don't, I am not parenting him enough.  You can't win as a mom.  I'm a bad mom because he got hurt.  I'm a bad mom because kids should be kids but I let him be a kid.  I'm a bad wife because I made &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Anthony&lt;/span&gt; take him in to the ER.  Had I not, I would be a bad mom for not getting him checked out.  Once again I'm a bad mom because he was out playing and fell.  I was sitting next to an open window watching them and telling him to calm down but he still fell again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;The kid is killing me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, we've all been sick again (probably swine flu again) and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Anthony&lt;/span&gt; has finally gotten it.  I swear he brings it home, and is always the last to get it.  I was feeling better yesterday, but I think a full day of football, NASCAR and basketball has wore me out.  (I believe if you yell loud enough at the TV, they can hear you.)  When I'm sick, I have to suck it up, be rational about taking a kid to the hospital, and try to stay awake while cold meds are knocking me out.  When fathead is sick, the world stops revolving.   Ok, he still made Sunday morning breakfast for us all, but he complained the whole time that he couldn't eat it.  Just more for William.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Anthony&lt;/span&gt; sounds horrible today.  I've talked to him 3 times since he left the house, and he just sounds worse each time.  Time to come home and crawl in bed.  My bad, the world stops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we are Monday morning, half of us sick, one that is determined to break that wrist while falling in the backyard, a mom that's going to bubble wrap everyone, and hopefully a hubby who comes home early to rest.  Just another day at the Zoo.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Insanity Zoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-1785161610447047841?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1785161610447047841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=1785161610447047841&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1785161610447047841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/1785161610447047841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/wesley-will-be-death-of-me.html' title='Wesley Will Be The Death Of Me!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-3213470134247603822</id><published>2009-11-08T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T10:45:18.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing: Second Part As Bad as The First</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(170,119,170); FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Strange Question Meme, Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What color is your watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You imply that I have a watch. I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What do you think of when you hear “Australia”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hugh Jackman half naked. Yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/Svbi33tZW2I/AAAAAAAABBw/cva40zhfNOw/s1600-h/gallery_main-hughjackman-australia-shirtless-photos-03032009-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/Svbi33tZW2I/AAAAAAAABBw/cva40zhfNOw/s400/gallery_main-hughjackman-australia-shirtless-photos-03032009-10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401754252552526690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Would you strip for money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Not sure if you read my blog from Nov. 6th, but I have 10 year old twins. I have 5 kids. Kids do not make a body good. I am embarrassed to get nakey in front of my husband that created those kids with me let alone strangers! So no I wouldn't strip even if I was all that and a bag of chips.  Unless it's for Hugh.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Neither.  The few times we have fast food, hubby gets it.  I think drive thru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvbjsPD3tYI/AAAAAAAABCA/bZWErKGd0IU/s1600-h/Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvbjsPD3tYI/AAAAAAAABCA/bZWErKGd0IU/s200/Family.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401755152174003586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;3 1/2 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;31. Who’s the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mom on Friday.  I don't usually talk on the phone on weekends because I am spending that time with hubby &amp;amp; kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Any plans today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;NASCAR &amp;amp; football.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. In how many states have you lived?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;One- Arizona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Biggest annoyance right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Asthma.  Can't breathe.  Rescue inhaler taking forever to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Last song listened to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You imply I have listened to a song recently and that I would actually remember it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Can you say the alphabet backwards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Yes I can, can't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you have a maid service clean your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Yes, her name is Kimberella.  She's really not good at it, but she does it for free.  Grumbles the whole time, but what can you expect for free?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite pair of shoes you wear all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;The Crocs Mom bought me.  I have 2 pairs.  The normal Crocs with a fuzzy liner and sandals.  Don't care how many people think their ugly, they are comfy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Are you jealous of anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Troy Aikman's wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Is anyone jealous of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Of course!  Just look at me.  I am a stay at home mom of 5 with more stretch marks than a road map.  My boobs sag.  My tummy still has "twin skin" (despite a mini tummy tuck I had after delivering Wednesday). I hate leaving the house. I homeschool which means 24/7 with my kids that caused the road map tummy. I have OCD and wash my hands a million times a day.  I am still trying to claim I'm 30.  My hubby does all the shopping (including my clothes) because I hate to leave the house.  My house is always a mess since my maid sucks.  Have I mentioned I hate to leave the house?  Yup everyone wants to be me.  Psycho, insane Kimberella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you love anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Nope, I'm a psychopath that hates everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do any of your friends have children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;No.  Of course not.  Kids are a disease.  They spread, multiply and make a mess.  Why would I be friends with anyone that has kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What do you usually do during the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Hmmm, let's see....I eat bonbons, lay in bed and watch soap operas.  I also play on the computer while kids are eating, homeschool, talk on the phone to hubby a few times, clean house, do laundry, cook, talk to mom, research homeschooling sites I can use for the kids, and blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you hate anyone that you know right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Yes, Kimberella.  She's playing on the computer instead of cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;45. Do you use the word hello daily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;I can't answer the phone without saying hello even though I know who it is.  I still say hello to hubby when he calls 5 minutes after we just talked.  It's like a knee jerk thing...I have to say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What color is your car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Don't have a car, but our truck is white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What size wedding ring do you wear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Why, are you asking me to marry you?  I'm already spoken for and the rings I wear are a size 5.  (Troy if you are reading this, Anthony says you can have me as long as we take care of him.  $$$)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Are you thinking about someone right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;No.  Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/Svb0_8R3GbI/AAAAAAAABCI/pnPDbXpbyhw/s1600-h/troy+aikman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/Svb0_8R3GbI/AAAAAAAABCI/pnPDbXpbyhw/s320/troy+aikman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401774182427466162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Have you ever been to Six Flags?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Yes in Arlington Texas.  My brother Paul took me on a roller coaster that stalled as we were going up hill.  He thought it was funny.  I didn't.  Overall it was a good time.  Until I looked over the edge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. How did you get your worst scar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/Svb3x0e20OI/AAAAAAAABCQ/qgfc8u5QFJY/s1600-h/twins3"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/Svb3x0e20OI/AAAAAAAABCQ/qgfc8u5QFJY/s400/twins3" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401777238351204578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;The brat on the right was my first c-section.  Had 2 more after him.  The scar is ugly and still sore sometimes.  How did I get it?  He refused to come out.  Guess he was happy sis was out and he had the womb all to himself.  Scar is ugly, has scar tissue, but it's a good scar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-3213470134247603822?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3213470134247603822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=3213470134247603822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/3213470134247603822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/3213470134247603822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-stealing-second-part-as-bad-as.html' title='Sunday Stealing: Second Part As Bad as The First'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-996299188895571087</id><published>2009-11-07T09:07:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T10:35:24.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Saturday 9: Dobson High</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(99,32,53); FONT-WEIGHT: boldfont-family:Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(191,39,126); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saturday 9: Be True to Your School&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What was your favorite subject in high school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvWoxhaSOpI/AAAAAAAABBg/6pfv2hUdeDA/s1600-h/n1054233624_30079537_1855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401408896836450962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvWoxhaSOpI/AAAAAAAABBg/6pfv2hUdeDA/s400/n1054233624_30079537_1855.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you watch reality shows? Which ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yes...too many. I'm addicted to reality shows and thanks to DVR I can record them all. Survivor, The Amazing Race, Big Brother, Deadilest Catch, Whale Wars, all the stupid VH1 shows and more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your favorite all time reality show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I guess Survivor since I have watched every season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you feel "reality" shows are real or are they faked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I knew they were edited a certain way, but on Big Brother this last season they talked about how the producers wanted them to discuss certain things and just made it fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What did you look like when you were a teenager?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvWpFed5j6I/AAAAAAAABBo/2tb4x3zG4oQ/s1600-h/Senior+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401409239643688866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvWpFed5j6I/AAAAAAAABBo/2tb4x3zG4oQ/s400/Senior+pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Whose advice do you listen to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mom's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How often are you sick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We usually aren't  sick very often here at the Zoo, but this year we have all been sick a lot.  Stress does that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you like or dislike change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I have OCD, I hate change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many times in your life have you had a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Too many times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-996299188895571087?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/996299188895571087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=996299188895571087&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/996299188895571087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/996299188895571087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday-9-dobson-high.html' title='Saturday 9: Dobson High'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8385311736220763329</id><published>2009-11-06T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:46:53.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Years Ago I Had Twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My twins are 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here I am 10 years ago with Zadie and Zane.  I was 37 weeks and 2 days.  For twins 37 weeks is full term.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Twins.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/Twins.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The upper bump is Zane and the lower bump is Zadie's butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=twinbabies.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/twinbabies.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366FF;"&gt;William (4 1/2) holding Zadie(l) and Zane(r) hours after they were born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=twinbabies.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRsHCteWZI/AAAAAAAABBI/EEAGPRIcs2A/s400/mydaddy.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 358px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401060721366555026" /&gt;Granddaddy proudly holding his twin grandkids.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRqDfwb4MI/AAAAAAAABBA/dqGJW7v_umk/s1600-h/Zane202.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRqDfwb4MI/AAAAAAAABBA/dqGJW7v_umk/s1600-h/Zane202.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRqDfwb4MI/AAAAAAAABBA/dqGJW7v_umk/s400/Zane202.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401058461420871874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zane (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRp8sdGSHI/AAAAAAAABA4/NcYMliMLgjo/s1600-h/Zadie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRp8sdGSHI/AAAAAAAABA4/NcYMliMLgjo/s400/Zadie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401058344570341490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Zadie (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRvO6avP4I/AAAAAAAABBY/RYysW6bSj9o/s1600-h/Zadie1203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRvO6avP4I/AAAAAAAABBY/RYysW6bSj9o/s400/Zadie1203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401064155114323842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRu2XxGGpI/AAAAAAAABBQ/i95Tr0fcfRY/s1600-h/Zane1203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRu2XxGGpI/AAAAAAAABBQ/i95Tr0fcfRY/s400/Zane1203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401063733495995026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;(4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1931.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/DSCN1931.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;(6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRqDfwb4MI/AAAAAAAABBA/dqGJW7v_umk/s1600-h/Zane202.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRp8sdGSHI/AAAAAAAABA4/NcYMliMLgjo/s1600-h/Zadie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRmeGfQBbI/AAAAAAAABAw/Wd1dIVdnXkA/s1600-h/twins3"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRmeGfQBbI/AAAAAAAABAw/Wd1dIVdnXkA/s400/twins3" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401054520447862194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;(10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRmT2QsmBI/AAAAAAAABAo/EVvXtns_--g/s1600-h/twins2" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRmT2QsmBI/AAAAAAAABAo/EVvXtns_--g/s400/twins2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401054344293160978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="text-decoration: underline;-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRmNdRnuTI/AAAAAAAABAg/HVse2ay9Npg/s1600-h/twins"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRmNdRnuTI/AAAAAAAABAg/HVse2ay9Npg/s400/twins" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401054234506934578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zadie is a full inch taller than Zane.  Zane's not happy, but Zadie is.  That's my girl.  Only time we Z  girls are taller than the fathead boys.  Sadly she is 3 inches shorter than William was at 10, which makes Zane 4 inches shorter.  Zane's really not happy.  He'll catch up.  With a dad who is 6'4 and a granddaddy that was 6'2, he'll catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am proud of those 2 fatheads that I birthed both ways within 31 minutes apart.  Of course Dad is proud she is wearing her Jimmie Johnson t-shirt.  I'm not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't celebrate birthdays at the Zoo.  But I am proud that my babies made it to 10.  They are healthy, smart and know they are loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8385311736220763329?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8385311736220763329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8385311736220763329&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8385311736220763329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8385311736220763329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/ten-years-ago-i-had-twins.html' title='Ten Years Ago I Had Twins'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/SvRsHCteWZI/AAAAAAAABBI/EEAGPRIcs2A/s72-c/mydaddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-8045582033534024093</id><published>2009-11-02T09:55:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:21:51.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>The Sickies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;The evil sickies have come to visit the Zoo again. I thought it was just allergies, but when one kid after another started getting a fever and sore throat...I knew. Which of course, I now have a sore throat and feel like crap. :(  I hate being sick, but I hate my kids being sick even more!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-8045582033534024093?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8045582033534024093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=8045582033534024093&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8045582033534024093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/8045582033534024093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/sickies.html' title='The Sickies'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-4321243673690504052</id><published>2009-11-01T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T08:51:53.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday Stealing'/><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing: Strange Part 1 &amp; Boring Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(170, 221, 153); text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Strange Question Meme, Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is the color of your toothbrush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Orange &amp;amp; white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name one person who made you smile today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you doing at 8 am this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Sitting here at the computer categorizing arcade games on Insanity Cafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;See above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite candy bar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Toblerone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever been to a strip club?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the last thing you said aloud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I feel like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite ice cream? How to choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Mint chocolate chip.  How to choose what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last thing you had to drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;H2O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10. Do you like your wallet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Eggs, bacon, sausage and toast that Anthony made me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you bought any new clothing items this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Hahahaha, I haven't bought any new clothes in over a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The last sporting event you watched?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Butter and salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is the last person you sent a text message to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;I don't text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Ever go camping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Many moons ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you take vitamins daily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I try to but forget quite often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you go to church every Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you have a tan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you prefer Chinese food over pizza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you drink your soda with a straw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Only when eating out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What did your last text message say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;I don't text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Same thing I do everyday.  Try to take over the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;25. Look to your left; what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;A window and kids playing outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-4321243673690504052?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4321243673690504052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=4321243673690504052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4321243673690504052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4321243673690504052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-stealing-strange-part-1-boring.html' title='Sunday Stealing: Strange Part 1 &amp; Boring Answers'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-2653387014205860371</id><published>2009-10-28T14:27:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:43:33.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Thunks'/><title type='text'>Berleen's Baaaaaaccccckkkkkkkk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Welcome to the October 29th version of &lt;a href="http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thursday Thunks&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This week we will answer some crazy questions brought to you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Berleen&lt;/span&gt;, the color &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Blood red&lt;/span&gt; and the number &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-WEIGHT: bold" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. So Halloween is this weekend, if you haven't heard. Are you gonna open your doors up or not?  &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You better open 'em cuz I'm coming... what are you putting in my treat bag?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Nada.  You'll be so excited to see me you won't care about candy and treats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Since October is the bestest month for television (well for cable &amp;amp; dish subscribers it is) and there is a horror movie on at any given time of the day - are you sick of them yet? &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.  I don't watch horror movies.  I'd rather watch TV shows like Ghost Hunters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Which one of those movies can you watch over &amp;amp; over again?&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can watch Poltergeist over and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Tell us about a Halloween scare you've had....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Don't have one to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Did you watch the old Casper cartoons when you were a youngin? Well, back then they weren't old I suppose, but I'm sure you still understand my question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yes I think I did.  I must have since I still know the theme song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever found a four-leaf clover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;No, but I don't really spend a lot of time looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Haunted Houses... you know, the kinds you pay to get in and they chase you with chainsaws and severed heads.... do you like 'em?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No.  I hate the whole chainsaw thing, and people jumping out at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you use cute cartoon type wrapping paper for Christmas presents or the not cutesy paper? Or are you one of those gift card and/or gift bag people? &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither.  But when I give baby shower gifts I use bags and tissue paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How long do boiled eggs need to stay in the boiling water before they become hard boiled eggs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Let boil a minute remove from heat and cover.  Let sit for about 15 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Jason is coming in through your front door... Freddy is coming through your back door... zombies are at every window of the house and Norman Bates is calling to invite you to dinner... what do you do? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake myself up from that nightmare and quit watching scary movies before bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Did you know that the scariest part of Halloween is giving all of your Reeses Peanut Butter Cups away?&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not an issue for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13a. If you were to play a part of a haunted house (not the ghosts in the attic kind), what would you want to be? &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crazy insane person in a padded room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13b. Have you ever played a part in a haunted house? &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No but I think it would be fun to scare people.  One time (way back when) I went to a haunted house with my then fiance and some friends.  We were at the back of the group so we kept missing all the "scary" stuff.  Half way through this lame house I noticed there were open windows with bars on them between the walkways as we snaked through the house.  As we were walking by one I saw the next group and reached through one and grabbed a woman.  She screamed so loud.  That was the only fun part of that house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If Thursday Thunks had a Halloween party, what do you think Kimber &amp;amp; Berleen would come dressed as?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Crazy people.  it's difficult enough to write this meme week after let alone organize a party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you cook a turkey for Thanksgiving?&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever read a book that scared the pants off of you?&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I can think of.  I like to read stuff that won't give me nightmares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Whats the predicted high temperature for today?&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weatherbug says 63, but right now at 2:15pm on Wednesday it's only 58 and I am freezing!  Less than 2 weeks ago we were having highs of over 100 degrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Have you ever howled at the moon? &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in many, many moons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.You are in an alley and a werewolf and a vampire are coming at you - one of them has to win. Which one do you want to bite you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Is the vampire one like the Cullen's from Twilight?  Or a werewolf like Jacob?  The bigger question is why am I in an alley that is occupied by vampires and werewolves???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-2653387014205860371?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2653387014205860371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=2653387014205860371&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/2653387014205860371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/2653387014205860371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/berleens-baccccckkkkkkkk.html' title='Berleen&apos;s Baaaaaaccccckkkkkkkk!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-4044448096195494727</id><published>2009-10-24T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T08:24:57.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-weight: bold; font-family:Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(191, 39, 126); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Saturday 9: Hey Jealousy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tell us a story when you got jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;No.  Why would I want to?  It just makes me look even more crazy.  I will tell you I get very jealous while pregnant hence why I had to have 2 babies at once.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your least favorite thing about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;I have to pick the least favorite?  Does that mean the thing I really hate the most or the best of the things I do hate about myself?  Either way...who cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who do you mess with the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;My imaginary friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have any special talents? What are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I have 5 kids, you figure out my best talent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you could have a secret fling that no one would ever find out about, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Why would I want to?  Besides secrets have a way of always coming out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What's the furthest you've been from home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Mentally...a million miles.  Physically...Wisconsin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How many Saturday 9 player's blogs do you typically visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Depends on the week.  Sometimes a bunch.  Lately...none.  I don't even visit my own.  Been a bad few weeks that's just getting worse.  Yeehaw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Some great bloggers lose their "mojo" and quit blogging. Could you see that happening to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Yes.  I have nothing important to blog about.  My life is insane.  Who the heck wants to read about that?  Not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What's the biggest mistake you've made so far this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;You want the biggest...damn...I have to weed through all of the mistakes to find the biggest!?  I guess signing a 3 year lease on a property and now being sued.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Big enough mistake for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-4044448096195494727?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4044448096195494727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=4044448096195494727&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4044448096195494727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4044448096195494727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-2128399636161822661</id><published>2009-10-21T15:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T16:36:27.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Thunking About Random Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Welcome to the October 22nd version of Thursday Thunks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 20px; COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(which we always seem to post on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,102)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This week we will answer some crazy questions brought to you by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Kimber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;number 70,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;color mellow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. If you were to start a meme (or a second or third), what would you call it and what day would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;IF I was to start a meme (shoot me if I do), I would call it FreakOut Friday, but post it on Thursday.  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When a celebrity endorses a product, do you really believe they like it/use it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Most the time no, but Tuesday someone made a believer out of me.  My favorite NASCAR driver has Burger King as one of his sponsers so they did a live webcast of him doing a polygraph test to see if he actually loved the whopper.  It was silly and fun, but he did pass the BK questions.  &lt;a href="http://www.truthabouttony.com/"&gt;http://www.truthabouttony.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Why don't zombies ever just eat each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Fresh meat is better than rotten stinky meat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you were an elephant, would you rather roam free or be in a zoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'd rather be in a zoo as long as I had nice caretakers, and plenty of room to roam.  That way I am taken care of, fed well, and don't have to worry about hunters trying to kill me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The doorbell rings on October 31st, do you answer it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;No.  We even disable the doorbell that night so we don't have to hear it over and over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you see a piece of paper on the ground while out &amp;amp; about, do you pick it up? If so, do you look to see what it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I would pick it up so it is one less piece of litter on the ground, and probably look at it to see what it was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If Jon Gosselin and Octomom got married and then their own reality show, do you think she would try to get pregnant again for better ratings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have no doubt she would, and the way he's been acting I could see him doing it too so he keeps his paycheck coming in.  They both are greedy attention whores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If Thursday Thunks was to be put on hold or quit completely, would you be sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I would be sad because I do like writing it, but I liked it better when my best friend was writing it too.  Coming up with off the wall questions week after week gives me a headache and meme writer's block.  LOL  Plus our number of players has gone from 50-60 a week to 30 last week.  Ok it's not really about numbers, but makes me wonder what the heck am I doing wrong!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-2128399636161822661?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2128399636161822661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=2128399636161822661&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/2128399636161822661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/2128399636161822661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/thursday-thunking-about-random-stuff.html' title='Thursday Thunking About Random Stuff'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-5969198897150622307</id><published>2009-10-04T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:24:01.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SS: That Woman Is The Devil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707426999565698" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s200/SundayStealing.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(170, 119, 170); text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Starrlight Meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. What was the last thing you put in your mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;You were just begging for X-rated responses weren't you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. Where was your profile picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;In front of my front door.  I need a new one.  Any pretty women out there willing to let me use their picture as my own?  The woman in that photo has gotten old, fat and ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Can you play Guitar Hero?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Do I want to?  I can play acoustic guitar.  Does that count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Name someone who made you laugh today. What was it about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Anthony.  I don't remember what it was about but he makes me laugh all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How late did you stay up last night and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;I am wild and crazy, and I think it was 9 PM before I fell asleep.  I know.  I shouldn't stay up so late.  Why...I have 5 kids.  You figure out why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you could move somewhere else where would you and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Gosh this is a new question that HASN'T BEEN ASKED IN ALL MEMES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever been kissed under fireworks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Do I want to? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Which of your friends lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Anthony.  He lives with me.  Can't get much closer than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you believe ex's can be friends? With benefits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Friends- yes.  Benefits- hell no.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you like Dr. Pepper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When was the last time you cried really hard? Really hard as opposed to just sniveling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Gosh, I don't know.  It's not like I have had a few family members die recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who took your profile picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Oldest child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who was the last person you took a picture of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I think it was youngest child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Was yesterday better than today? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Define better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Can you live a day without TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;No, the fall season has started.  What is wrong with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you upset about anything now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;A question you really shouldn't ask me.  I am upset about a lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Huh?  You need to be more specific.  Are we talking work relationships, physical relationships or family relationships?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you a bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Absolutely.  I also am a bad friend, a horrible mother, a wicked wife and the devil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Night out or night in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Both. In, out, in, out....I just told you I was a bad influence (and the devil) and yet you kept reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20. What items could you not go without during the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;My computer, my stove, my fridge and soap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;....  Daddy ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What does the last text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I don't text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How do you feel about your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I feel like drinking the Kool-Aid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;You should have asked if there is anyone I DON'T hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If we were to look in your Facebook inbox, what would we find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;A message from a group in support of the West Memphis 3 and notes from the court proceedings.  Don't know who WM3 are, Google it.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;No.  I think I took Motrin this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;27. Has anyone ever called you perfect before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Hubby.  We don't have 5 kids because I am average.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What song is stuck in your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;I don't have a song stuck in head.  Am I supposed to?  I guess I didn't get the memo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Someone knocks on your window at 2 a.m., whom do you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;A bad guy.  Someone knocks on my bedroom window which is only accessible from my backyard? I shoot first and ask questions later.  Don't knock on my window, and especially at 2 AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you (or did you) want to have grandkids before you’re 50?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Sure.  I am only 30.  *cough*  Have been for years and plan on staying 30 *cough* for many more years.  By the time I actually will claim I am 50, I'll be 80.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Tell us your Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Man, it was off the hook!  Anthony and I put the kids to bed and fell asleep watching tv.  Woo!  It was insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you think too much or too little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;I don't know who is spreading these lies, but my daddy told me all the time I don't think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you smile a lot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Define a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-5969198897150622307?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5969198897150622307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=5969198897150622307&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/5969198897150622307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/5969198897150622307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/ss-that-woman-is-devil.html' title='SS: That Woman Is The Devil!'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SLq7o24PfYI/AAAAAAAAePs/h2LvahE5h7E/s72-c/SundayStealing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-4506479294803006265</id><published>2009-10-03T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T06:19:56.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturday 9'/><title type='text'>Saturday 9: Sleeping With The Enemy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242998950100664370" border="0" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(99, 32, 53); font-weight: bold; font-family:Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(191, 39, 126); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Saturday 9: Let's Go to Bed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Has a relationship been effected by how one of you slept?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Hahahaha...you could say that.  I posted about it just the other night.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/sleep.html"&gt;Sleep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;.  For the first few years of our relationship, I slept mostly on the couch just to protect my body from bruises.  I still get bruised, but I'm used to it now.  The first time Anthony and I actually slept together, I woke up with a bruised face.  He warned me about his sleeping disorder, but I had no clue what it would be like.  I have been hit, kicked, smacked and pushed out of bed in the years we have been together. I now sleep as far away as I can from him in the same bed, and that's when I actually sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What side of the bed do you sleep on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Standing at the foot of the bed and looking at it, I sleep on the left side.  It's the side closest to the door and I have always slept closest to the door so I could take care of babies in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. Do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Mostly my left side with my cat BJ sleeping against my back.  I do turn over during the night and sleep on the right side in the fetal position with my stupid cat right next to me sharing my pillow.  I used to sleep on my stomach until I got pregnant the first time.  Since then I can't sleep on my tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Describe the bedding on your bed right now. How does it change with the seasons? Are you particular about your pillows or linens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Our bed is insane.  I am anal about my bed being perfect and how often I wash the sheets.  Clean sheets, tight covers and comfy pillows, that is my favorite bed.  My husband, with his sleep disorder, completely destroys our bed 5 minutes after he lays down.  First of all he refuses to have the top sheet tucked in.  This annoys me, so now I fold over the top sheet on my side and tuck it in.  He used to share a comforter with me, but he (as he rocks and kicks) steals it.  We recently bought a new comforter but he decided to kept the old one on his side because I complain so often about him stealing all the covers.  So I have the top sheet and a king size comforter and he has his king size comforter.  We have a ton of pillows (cushioning against his disorder), and thanks to his rock and rolling all night I have to push the top mattress back onto the box springs fully and re-fix the fitted sheet daily.  I am someone who wants to pull the comforter and sheets back, slide into bed and in the morning just put them back into place because the bed is still perfect.  As far as changing with the seasons, we really only have two seasons here....hotter than hell and hell.  So we use the same sheets year around with thin comforters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When sleeping with someone, do you hog the bed, steal covers, or snore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;I snore.  I can't hog the bed (without being bruised), separate covers now on the same bed because HE hogged them, so I snore.  My husband ruins any sleep I ever get so dang it I am going to snore when I do sleep.  He claims at times I wake the neighbors and peel the paint off the walls with my snoring.  He hasn't heard HIS snoring.  My snoring is bad when my allergies and asthma are bad.  I even wake myself up snoring.  That is bad.  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you wear to bed? If it varies, explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;It varies somewhat.  Hubby has bought me a ton of NASCAR pjs, so it varies with what driver's number I wear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. No matter how much you love someone, would you rather alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;No.  I hated sleeping apart from him, but I had to learn how to sleep with him.    It was tough but now when he isn't in bed with me (even with our sheets messed up and the mattress 5 inches overlapping on his side of the box springs) I miss him.  The way he rocks as he is in the early stages of sleep can rock me to sleep.  I wake up when he either starts "rolling" or quits breathing, but that first rocking is comforting...as long as I am 2 feet away I'm mostly safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tell us about a time when you awoke in bed, saw the person next to you and thought, "Oh, no..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;Never had that experience.  I have woken and looked at myself and went "oh no!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Tell us about a time when you awoke thinking it was a different day than it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I never know what day it is.  It's Saturday right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liazsig1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0803/AKWZZW/liazsig1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6895147858155423791-4506479294803006265?l=kimberszoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4506479294803006265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6895147858155423791&amp;postID=4506479294803006265&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4506479294803006265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6895147858155423791/posts/default/4506479294803006265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimberszoo.blogspot.com/2009/10/saturday-9-sleeping-with-enemy.html' title='Saturday 9: Sleeping With The Enemy'/><author><name>Kimber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01019919796259001945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_seCX2aiKc64/TLKeOknBO1I/AAAAAAAABKU/6VLMDK5P8hI/S220/WeeMee_19053474_for_kimberz7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s72-c/sat9logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6895147858155423791.post-292675
