tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66350653699889798292024-02-21T02:41:41.372-05:00I Shutter to Think"The single most important component
of a camera is the twelve inches behind it."
~Ansel AdamsKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.comBlogger83125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-91958126299928197132009-02-08T19:24:00.002-05:002009-02-08T19:28:17.642-05:005th picture from the endI found this at <a href="http://boysrulemylife.blogspot.com/">Boys Rule My Life</a> and thought it was cute. There's one of two things to do. Either pick the 5th picture from the end of your March 2008 folder, or if you don't have one, then your 10th folder. THIS is my 5th picture from the end of my 10th folder (which was taken on April 17, 2005)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAcdMHKVeCHZqBecxVHCmuDwonwtNvKxEuYfDPat0JTskEJg5h379W1xnonNzVYJqrwU3TT8Dq7jJnjlKobuWs4DarhDsQJ2XHqiw4kKePjGsI99Ob3AQBbxQqeQylWY88nJc7nywAmce/s1600-h/DSCN0905.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAcdMHKVeCHZqBecxVHCmuDwonwtNvKxEuYfDPat0JTskEJg5h379W1xnonNzVYJqrwU3TT8Dq7jJnjlKobuWs4DarhDsQJ2XHqiw4kKePjGsI99Ob3AQBbxQqeQylWY88nJc7nywAmce/s400/DSCN0905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300587713469180898" border="0" /></a><br />It's a bad picture taken of me on a swing! :-)Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-80879262384772310032008-08-27T09:08:00.001-04:002008-08-27T09:11:35.121-04:00Wordless Wednesday - Brothers<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMmXi9lOi6UTVlYTXnMILZMSINH9-hlYI15FT_gKuu_y6pg8f0x6JwwNG5ObraBAsY1inPU5MYWFQ6BsiHbROizfcDKsY29EGv8Mzz-1kebDg0NG8iY-MEWhBvKKENuPLGLqDnUdJsnmdz/s1600-h/Michael+%26+Matthew+82008+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239184374595801586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMmXi9lOi6UTVlYTXnMILZMSINH9-hlYI15FT_gKuu_y6pg8f0x6JwwNG5ObraBAsY1inPU5MYWFQ6BsiHbROizfcDKsY29EGv8Mzz-1kebDg0NG8iY-MEWhBvKKENuPLGLqDnUdJsnmdz/s400/Michael+%26+Matthew+82008+033.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht6BQr1n9afdBeu8-dt-wMfI-4zK40Y1reniUJRs3zihJ8cnDoqV1tm00ZuMkUpTEk5Fi6MxUlhyafXVUrMSVV2g7F-IoJzU6K1EZnM1817fUF_OHvWic01CYQp-8IYBTZcL8vI7HJSTfH/s1600-h/Michael+%26+Matthew+82008+061.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239184380713913730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht6BQr1n9afdBeu8-dt-wMfI-4zK40Y1reniUJRs3zihJ8cnDoqV1tm00ZuMkUpTEk5Fi6MxUlhyafXVUrMSVV2g7F-IoJzU6K1EZnM1817fUF_OHvWic01CYQp-8IYBTZcL8vI7HJSTfH/s400/Michael+%26+Matthew+82008+061.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghKpy_CjTRsmIBPqhffdVY729P9_t9VMMkDONZuCNBwbKx7SgTBRFQTxi94-Qa_NxDR_PMJNigWUUpvNG9PsDwRn1Rfl__J-NGmbF8NTGGsGOkTk-E6Wbf8-zCcqOg9CBGMQK10R108oPx/s1600-h/Michael+%26+Matthew+82008+093.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239184382525539474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghKpy_CjTRsmIBPqhffdVY729P9_t9VMMkDONZuCNBwbKx7SgTBRFQTxi94-Qa_NxDR_PMJNigWUUpvNG9PsDwRn1Rfl__J-NGmbF8NTGGsGOkTk-E6Wbf8-zCcqOg9CBGMQK10R108oPx/s400/Michael+%26+Matthew+82008+093.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4k9vw4PTnOOGfQqJUB2Mi5PvXoDKABFN1oo-lEvPtfkl5MqQdVxV4x4v4JB9LbRLX4BpujezGQKkf5DyV_zVDybhOSU_LX4cIT-RfaT_MrHEdZINIRv5voY0qmSx3Ae2_B20GCxsmKpn/s1600-h/Michael+%26+Matthew+82008+148.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239184390341305970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4k9vw4PTnOOGfQqJUB2Mi5PvXoDKABFN1oo-lEvPtfkl5MqQdVxV4x4v4JB9LbRLX4BpujezGQKkf5DyV_zVDybhOSU_LX4cIT-RfaT_MrHEdZINIRv5voY0qmSx3Ae2_B20GCxsmKpn/s400/Michael+%26+Matthew+82008+148.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-15193970792142249312008-07-18T13:52:00.003-04:002008-07-18T13:56:36.532-04:00I'm back! (I hope)<div>Hopefully this time I'll continue to blog. It's been a crazy couple of months. I moved in with my boyfriend of 3 years, moved out of my parent's house and bought a new camera. It's a pretty Nikon D60, and I'm very happy with it so far.</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224414225500558914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh_fge6GUQ9Vtks8o_f3LErh-94227iFSuKvzO8JHy4JXP65j6J2kaQyrY5oiK1xr6LgqjQng0dGRtdWlgDKODv26D14SC3nl_648_y5p65tCOzrFOHJD7pln4r9Dgwg81v4o7JajVxZyJ/s400/July+4+489.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div>It's not the best picture of me, but oh well. <br /><div></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-76780705925034766132008-06-02T14:46:00.002-04:002008-06-02T16:58:21.614-04:00Cool new site I found"There are 150 years of photo technology programmed into your camera. Use it." ~<a href="http://kenrockwell.com/tech.htm">Ken Rockwell</a>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-84453042184756504542008-05-31T12:25:00.002-04:002008-05-31T12:31:49.742-04:00Bad, bad Kimmy!I've been a bad blogger! :-) I'm still around, and hopefully will be moving soon. Vill and I are moving in together and all will be cool! :-)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJoVwLWTYFYquZxkSPcj6w21Mz5in1nN43o4-3QKIDcR66cD1FfZMibVW5-O8FO98AyCCTbSUp_4sx7AsXkthVyX_y17DoiqSA06WsOWsJDEqYOVVFyEydwOdBTPu9Xbv9Gi4uEPTqLoa/s1600-h/DSCN2231.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJoVwLWTYFYquZxkSPcj6w21Mz5in1nN43o4-3QKIDcR66cD1FfZMibVW5-O8FO98AyCCTbSUp_4sx7AsXkthVyX_y17DoiqSA06WsOWsJDEqYOVVFyEydwOdBTPu9Xbv9Gi4uEPTqLoa/s400/DSCN2231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206580333972590978" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Hmm? shoes? Oh, yeah, I have more.....<br /></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-38208722228953412662008-04-23T07:28:00.002-04:002008-04-23T07:33:29.208-04:00Some recent Photoshopped pictures - exeriments<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilmYWql9fghV7D87jU4G3_UFHy_DHjrxLdCnTs0v1dEigLMR88Zu13iE-LvDZ0pM4I9kE4vzghODQjkK604u278vVyvJicv9K5YoHpv1TtwPAAPwbebnMoLus64MfImZX9bfyzsS07x_mf/s1600-h/DSCN0774glowedit.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilmYWql9fghV7D87jU4G3_UFHy_DHjrxLdCnTs0v1dEigLMR88Zu13iE-LvDZ0pM4I9kE4vzghODQjkK604u278vVyvJicv9K5YoHpv1TtwPAAPwbebnMoLus64MfImZX9bfyzsS07x_mf/s400/DSCN0774glowedit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192402231133147090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZ9qrSV0F6H9weQEGXNBjb_MfXNOc6rZXvarXTeHPQoqnL99fjAxBYRlum0HUBSqrJk_6CHRWmRaoZV44yPcvFWLCA6wUET4yMRVel0QhXhYU_jtVs9Ga-XPPg2aTkJ-EpLG1nDBW7E5W/s1600-h/DSCN0806edit.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZ9qrSV0F6H9weQEGXNBjb_MfXNOc6rZXvarXTeHPQoqnL99fjAxBYRlum0HUBSqrJk_6CHRWmRaoZV44yPcvFWLCA6wUET4yMRVel0QhXhYU_jtVs9Ga-XPPg2aTkJ-EpLG1nDBW7E5W/s400/DSCN0806edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192402235428114402" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAfrCiFZU5IeTMbp1lsd1NPuErNCf1flCC77jza8TWaNyhz4OyFhyphenhyphenz6mOojAVEnIFTuwr0zEBQSRBc0EyzL96XJL4e18ub6niishiSKgR-HlPHSGBogRGPj4o0qbgdBhP4H-OURrgPWi1Q/s1600-h/DSCN0813b&w.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAfrCiFZU5IeTMbp1lsd1NPuErNCf1flCC77jza8TWaNyhz4OyFhyphenhyphenz6mOojAVEnIFTuwr0zEBQSRBc0EyzL96XJL4e18ub6niishiSKgR-HlPHSGBogRGPj4o0qbgdBhP4H-OURrgPWi1Q/s400/DSCN0813b&w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192402239723081714" border="0" /></a><br />These are of my Cousin's daughter (and husband).Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-41416431331400828722008-04-17T08:33:00.000-04:002008-04-17T08:55:55.294-04:00Spring - Theme ThursdayIt's felt like spring a couple of days this past month. Yesterday was one of them. In honor of the coming months, look what I went out and bought:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsTZMSN-SQYgMzNvGoISUV6O5l_wQAqx-kQnEYRyaRMIa1F3MZt86-Vw3qQG9IDMZaPnt3gPi2MQuj4XkRRJoYsnYAgSZZDIZm4SC5huXbXHX0CaQd28AUvVA-n7EUJHUJlpmtfdiWfsmm/s1600-h/DSCN3427.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190006748460857138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsTZMSN-SQYgMzNvGoISUV6O5l_wQAqx-kQnEYRyaRMIa1F3MZt86-Vw3qQG9IDMZaPnt3gPi2MQuj4XkRRJoYsnYAgSZZDIZm4SC5huXbXHX0CaQd28AUvVA-n7EUJHUJlpmtfdiWfsmm/s400/DSCN3427.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />They're called "shorts". I also got the blue shirt that's on top of the shorts, and it's a kind of shirt called "sleeve-less".<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKHfjFN7cdAUwlt2P5u_aaMkQtMUUChdz4XKBxJR2vGOaomFHqvz1DKEymJzPpyyBm8FF8UG5euegIRreUs1ppg3SobVa751GAaBhaKoW-PlSRW0iNKdPjIrNeOYJI33Ad6Men_tfqow3t/s1600-h/DSCN3419.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190008019771176770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKHfjFN7cdAUwlt2P5u_aaMkQtMUUChdz4XKBxJR2vGOaomFHqvz1DKEymJzPpyyBm8FF8UG5euegIRreUs1ppg3SobVa751GAaBhaKoW-PlSRW0iNKdPjIrNeOYJI33Ad6Men_tfqow3t/s400/DSCN3419.JPG" border="0" /></a> It's crazy, I know. What I like about where I live, is that it takes a while for it to heat up, but once it does, it stays until end September-ish, and then it goes right back into winter. :-)<br /><br />Like my ridiculously pink and blue bathroom? Sorry for the non-glamor shot, but I'm not like that!<br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Here's one of my favorite smells of spring:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhys2_UTWChUDX3IP-bFc9ZmAkBSLkGTbjtH1cl9UvjSWQG3UztG1yIaYeN4_Uo5TmB8WqBK19ruwF55y1G1Eq_9eJJA943DIa-i2oYD8ec6PEJurmGkjb_OlcCQ2N3LoYztHsWJiTT7W5m/s1600-h/DSCN3410.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190009089218033490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhys2_UTWChUDX3IP-bFc9ZmAkBSLkGTbjtH1cl9UvjSWQG3UztG1yIaYeN4_Uo5TmB8WqBK19ruwF55y1G1Eq_9eJJA943DIa-i2oYD8ec6PEJurmGkjb_OlcCQ2N3LoYztHsWJiTT7W5m/s400/DSCN3410.JPG" border="0" /></a>Wood chips! Hooray!<br /><br />More "Spring" at <a href="http://thelandofka.com/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2116337706_969371a76c_o.jpg" border="0" mce_src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2116337706_969371a76c_o.jpg" /></a> </div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-48759186977858484682008-04-16T20:49:00.002-04:002008-04-16T20:54:00.293-04:00Did you hear..Did you hear? Did you hear? Did you hear?<br /><br />The <a href="http://darkufo.blogspot.com/2008/04/three-hour-lost-season-finale-over-two.html">season finale</a> of LOST is going to be 3 HOURS LONG??<br /><br />But it's not going to be three consecutive hours, they're splitting it up (one hour one week, then two hours the next)...so in actuality, I'm considering it only 2 hours long.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-48225555855473302702008-04-16T07:28:00.002-04:002008-04-16T07:11:58.291-04:00Why 14?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_j6F7R2vXWgnAz6_I2w9-WiJFAXSfmlliCANvL4n7iIzfl-57wA1t4owFK9LoYidpZnIEnRx_vjNhmBtmSkCsNooUNxtUQdigujheagP90kWCJuEHlm94Nw-Xdu9aJYx4fxLIJSQXT01/s1600-h/DSCN3391.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_j6F7R2vXWgnAz6_I2w9-WiJFAXSfmlliCANvL4n7iIzfl-57wA1t4owFK9LoYidpZnIEnRx_vjNhmBtmSkCsNooUNxtUQdigujheagP90kWCJuEHlm94Nw-Xdu9aJYx4fxLIJSQXT01/s400/DSCN3391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189061855655737122" border="0" /></a>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-57240170167829914612008-04-14T07:18:00.005-04:002008-04-14T07:23:47.445-04:00Following the crowdI realize there's a slew of spring pictures around these days, and as much as I was refusing to post one, I just love tree buds....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj32QJ6eAoytOsij-HqzWskqD1_lRqmEhxRSN3h0HECVsO0SG5PulrTEOp6lkuErh2F6iCsh45032beVZGp0hb4fxtc1MBFdZvDuySh_R9n938PglKEK_n15c2trgCPMg9Q3A40ge-3yKV9/s1600-h/DSCN3405.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj32QJ6eAoytOsij-HqzWskqD1_lRqmEhxRSN3h0HECVsO0SG5PulrTEOp6lkuErh2F6iCsh45032beVZGp0hb4fxtc1MBFdZvDuySh_R9n938PglKEK_n15c2trgCPMg9Q3A40ge-3yKV9/s400/DSCN3405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189059265790457618" border="0" /></a><br />So I'm one of the crowd again. :-) I really don't try to be and I never was a "cool" kid in school. Yet somehow, I seem to do what everyone else is doing. Well, maybe I do or maybe I don't. I'm rambling this morning, don't mind me....Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-84986620168262559812008-04-10T08:40:00.005-04:002008-04-10T19:18:59.677-04:00Perfection - Theme ThursdayThis theme can be taken in a number of ways. Here's my interpretation.<br /><br />My old cat's name was Pishoes. (Pronounced Pea-shoes). He was a white Persian. I never knew that cats could have favorite things, but Pishoes' favorite time of year was Christmas. When we put the tree up, he would immediately spend all day and night sleeping under it. He never touched any ornaments. Sometimes he would get shocked by the 20 year old tinsel hanging off it (my mom recycled it, for at LEAST 20 years). He felt he was safe. Our tree is set up in the corner of the living room, and when he was under it, nobody could sneak up on him from behind or the sides. If someone was coming, it would be from the front.<br /><br />He would live in bliss until a few days before Christmas, and then the presents would start appearing. We would always leave his spot and a path to get there open. Then we would be forced to cover the path, because there would be too many presents (we go WAY out for Christmas)! :-) Regardless, he would always find a way, and find a spot to lay in, under the tree.<br /><br />This picture represents Pishoes' perfect place. His bliss. This was after all the presents were gone, when he was able to stretch out and have his tree back.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187598918655178754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFNggXg5cbFNYErZNbK6Jiwfy601Se7yDhhohyphenhyphen1cWd0fUDU76n6bpClUYNHT5iPcy4b6Ya_keFXZsSZdClwplkQhjACpT97F_f9NX8BKfInpV7KAFI-twrRwyGu-z80FtBwmLNwvgdj_CC/s400/pishoes+and+tree.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p></p><p><a href="http://www.blogger.com/"></p></a>Find more Perfection at:<br /><br /><a href="http://thelandofka.com/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2116337706_969371a76c_o.jpg" border="0" mce_src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2116337706_969371a76c_o.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/"></a>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-70883699925056217922008-04-05T09:12:00.007-04:002008-04-05T09:28:15.410-04:00Glass<div align="center"><a href="http://tnchick.com/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3039/2364397822_9042ee8a59.jpg?v=0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I took this picture a couple of years ago, while I still working at Hallmark. My friend had a friend, who's birthday was sometime in April. She wanted to surprise him with his car all decorated with balloons and stuff . So on this birthday, she had him come to the store, and they went out for coffee. It was then up to me, to go into his car, (she had given me his extra key, which he had given <em>her</em>) filled the car with balloons and streamers, and even did the outside, with a huge banner that she had made.<br /><br />I took pictures of him discovering the car (which he was pissed at, originally "you gave Kim my key??")) :-) Anyway, one of the pictures came out really cool. I was trying to take a picture of the inside of his car, but it caught the reflection of the open door and my co-conspirator.<br /><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185750488995664434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ibWJn2Gm_M6y5I13r3tCESLpWcvKIwtIxuNGZpRvdtovJVePBoxSCWgsXzPxUcytzHR6Q-Ml9xNcfwcs9GWlEng39jase593mU5qgB8TESNec4hPzxbQ9dmcNmulewOC9PNzsqEx7o89/s400/DSCN0874.JPG" border="0" />Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-63693474544968177942008-04-04T07:13:00.005-04:002008-04-04T09:40:23.908-04:00Skipper Found in ClosetApril 4, 2008<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Northshore</span>, MA<br /><br />At approximately 1:32 this morning, there was a disturbance in the boxes of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Cellarton</span>. Upon investigation, it was found that a domestic occurrence resulted in a decapitation.<br /><br />The boyfriend of the victim, Kevin, was unavailable for comment.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183863727042400482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUaBpzgxqd5LcBgXWsxqzTO232xWvI-0mQE0fNnYjqM4XWpJDm4_7PpL6Z1AF98K2q7fczodx3KUUxq4rdFPGxeCSNmcGSBG4OVrhzyKALfFQoAeFjMFi5kLL32IYVpNq8ywH-jcR4hyYf/s400/DSCN3319.JPG" border="0" />Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-74185175934293311802008-04-03T07:14:00.002-04:002008-04-05T09:32:18.337-04:00Style - Theme Thursday<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">This week’s <a href="http://thelandofka.com/">Theme Thursday</a> is Style.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span>I‘m not quite sure what my photographic style is.<br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I’ve worked at a <a href="http://www.kiddiekandids.com/">Kiddie Kandids</a> for 3 years now.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span>While I love some of the posed looks, a lot of the time I’ll try to play with the kid(s) first and get a rapport with them. Then I’ll get some “traditional” shots<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtFQkvAjEpajppV1BvNKrbE_RanV71hBu6xlJC04QfYeMkgbY3qMQiZQuk0Ry6iokRtmUdRftqSxkUQrOeTzhHMR67qO7pUSjlnDPlAvSfErkzZV-JKzeuGWoI3JCO4LIYdGibwUakx4A6/s1600-h/2ZZMMY5JDFXSR8ZM-RJ7TZ.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184825902795919682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtFQkvAjEpajppV1BvNKrbE_RanV71hBu6xlJC04QfYeMkgbY3qMQiZQuk0Ry6iokRtmUdRftqSxkUQrOeTzhHMR67qO7pUSjlnDPlAvSfErkzZV-JKzeuGWoI3JCO4LIYdGibwUakx4A6/s200/2ZZMMY5JDFXSR8ZM-RJ7TZ.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Caitlyn, 3 months</span></span><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">and some silly ones.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkd8K-wJm1_lfE6yMu2RBIvDPCA3qVXQQkjCDe4OPWiCSj4oGxMN2xunAln2_1ts-umN_ekpCmp7hRvT_hMSfrMoTJZNgLHAnHTYbgWA6BmX7Ha6ULnAuFVGFH3xWrj6Gq3jHZJKC1RYIC/s1600-h/2ZZMMY5JDFXSR8ZM-IUN6N.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184826066004676946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkd8K-wJm1_lfE6yMu2RBIvDPCA3qVXQQkjCDe4OPWiCSj4oGxMN2xunAln2_1ts-umN_ekpCmp7hRvT_hMSfrMoTJZNgLHAnHTYbgWA6BmX7Ha6ULnAuFVGFH3xWrj6Gq3jHZJKC1RYIC/s200/2ZZMMY5JDFXSR8ZM-IUN6N.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Caitlyn & Mommy, 3 months</span></span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">The drawbacks of doing this are:<o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; TEXT-ALIGN: left">- it takes too much time, especially when we’re busy.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; TEXT-ALIGN: left">- we can only send over 6 pictures!<span style="font-size:0;"> </span>That’s 6 individual poses.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span>Not 8, 16 or 24 pictures, 6!</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN-LEFT: 0.5in; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">-</span> </span>I</span></span> can only spend a total of 20 minutes per sitting.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span>By the time you get to know the kid and what they’re like, the 20 minutes is done.</p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I think posed shot are good until the kid is 1.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAHHfR5An5vhuakxLtt_QiJ8apQro_H-i7yKr3_89h8M60tlFCDn6xl5BLwVsoGO3xcJjH_3JmiE6tFgBTozJIXBe8LZ2GG6e5zIT3fkaPBeJaN7lV7PvZztGeLBI3yA-7-LC50bmenvbV/s1600-h/2ZZMMY5JDFXSR8ZM-LBVMM.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184827925725516130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAHHfR5An5vhuakxLtt_QiJ8apQro_H-i7yKr3_89h8M60tlFCDn6xl5BLwVsoGO3xcJjH_3JmiE6tFgBTozJIXBe8LZ2GG6e5zIT3fkaPBeJaN7lV7PvZztGeLBI3yA-7-LC50bmenvbV/s200/2ZZMMY5JDFXSR8ZM-LBVMM.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Caitlyn's 1 year picture</span></span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">After that they don’t want to sit still, and once they are mature enough to sit still, the parents have drilled the “say cheese!” phrase into their mind.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span>You’ll either get the horrible fake cheese smile,<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2CKEZmmNdwwYQb89EMzg3j39bbG45dR8ZOWrdFbkbK2N7AppyUf3-uLx2o_T-9gBMH3H4SOpqFJVXTQbtsIWvrC1qdr3s5YqY8nyb6lL52yTtqy4wkMKOeFhixU_enp5MFwtWZc1LsD0J/s1600-h/KIM3.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184828690229694834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2CKEZmmNdwwYQb89EMzg3j39bbG45dR8ZOWrdFbkbK2N7AppyUf3-uLx2o_T-9gBMH3H4SOpqFJVXTQbtsIWvrC1qdr3s5YqY8nyb6lL52yTtqy4wkMKOeFhixU_enp5MFwtWZc1LsD0J/s200/KIM3.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">I'm the freakishly tall one</span></span><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">or the silly/pouty<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv3VGtoHLn2wFcuy2CHoQ3WqZqb1Lsa77IRZD3MAvwxkkC9FxviGSgtQIJtkhGNzMV00cvL0q0AZn4lMNDh64RMc4ILuDicpRxOsJLyMbQ35BWlCnubBL85U5SZqOSsApB68lBPmSZnuuA/s1600-h/DSCN0817.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184830932202623378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv3VGtoHLn2wFcuy2CHoQ3WqZqb1Lsa77IRZD3MAvwxkkC9FxviGSgtQIJtkhGNzMV00cvL0q0AZn4lMNDh64RMc4ILuDicpRxOsJLyMbQ35BWlCnubBL85U5SZqOSsApB68lBPmSZnuuA/s200/DSCN0817.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:78%;">My cousin, J, being silly<br /></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaJ1pYjSDqgOWjUKyDUwvCkNheeuULLAqpT4D8xbAdtvVuJN62vqIjSegDvdaKRpuJ0xTdiprdE8OxfxA3O6Byr2KTLF6BJhTz_6EqaTjLDXYZFbe7jD0FG4fWYzabLdd2q___SVsyvEzT/s1600-h/Kim2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184830043144393090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaJ1pYjSDqgOWjUKyDUwvCkNheeuULLAqpT4D8xbAdtvVuJN62vqIjSegDvdaKRpuJ0xTdiprdE8OxfxA3O6Byr2KTLF6BJhTz_6EqaTjLDXYZFbe7jD0FG4fWYzabLdd2q___SVsyvEzT/s200/Kim2.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Me not wanting my picture taken</span></span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">“I’m not gonna smile for you” faces. Then of course the parents get frustrated with the kid, the kid senses it and starts crying and it just isn’t fun anymore.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I still love my job though!<span style="font-size:0;"> </span>I love trying to get that wonderful shot of that real smile.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT-reVQ-OKHEelpv5uINW7h_GhE6x9A5TOjoCa-ODAbyOpLgAeEm2oAlweJyKSjfwJRcYLle7pMIokHyPnxfze6uLQ_ZVKXiwgG1X9wr7ERshkYLg6uXRoUOXMBsYHta7_ZISvSJseDcoo/s1600-h/2ZZMMY5JDFXSR8ZM-JSTU4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184832495570719138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT-reVQ-OKHEelpv5uINW7h_GhE6x9A5TOjoCa-ODAbyOpLgAeEm2oAlweJyKSjfwJRcYLle7pMIokHyPnxfze6uLQ_ZVKXiwgG1X9wr7ERshkYLg6uXRoUOXMBsYHta7_ZISvSJseDcoo/s200/2ZZMMY5JDFXSR8ZM-JSTU4.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Michael LOVES his trains!</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:0;"></span>And make real memories (cue sappy music now).</p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><o:p></o:p></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">On the other hand, I also am the self-proclaimed “Sneaky photographer”.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-sN1g2OoGyAwlg4-R887KecONxPtT3awLNbwmqFSE49dyIiZdqMchUMOgun6wOHbMjRTMfHy3kIJN_GvTR9pieq5mJ85LKEnQVZJx7oAAxLPalgIexLhWnaaX3bG5FY2hSdBXnETnkRaC/s1600-h/DSCN3336.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184833612262216114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-sN1g2OoGyAwlg4-R887KecONxPtT3awLNbwmqFSE49dyIiZdqMchUMOgun6wOHbMjRTMfHy3kIJN_GvTR9pieq5mJ85LKEnQVZJx7oAAxLPalgIexLhWnaaX3bG5FY2hSdBXnETnkRaC/s200/DSCN3336.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:78%;" > </span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:78%;" >I swear I didn't pose him! He honestly turned and smiled. That's why it's not in focus!</span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">When I’m not at work, I don’t force people to look at the camera and “say cheese”.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span>I try to get real smiles,<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxviEX7YyfT2XzF7VqHGOxdVrGfRfed6lY4XqJVKo6qhjICAVmR0CaN7-M-K-vgnXprCY2kCJDr6Ohdw8QSyFqmNQRvRevvha_0vNzPMJ6ojcGPUgHY7-bNGKJ3lyadYqrGaFAOisVwVt_/s1600-h/DSCN2251crop.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184834763313451458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxviEX7YyfT2XzF7VqHGOxdVrGfRfed6lY4XqJVKo6qhjICAVmR0CaN7-M-K-vgnXprCY2kCJDr6Ohdw8QSyFqmNQRvRevvha_0vNzPMJ6ojcGPUgHY7-bNGKJ3lyadYqrGaFAOisVwVt_/s200/DSCN2251crop.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">My brother, Timmy & Caitlyn (his niece and goddaughter)</span></span><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">natural expressions and feelings that capture the moment.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDDo6LjRY2q4QXTLg_HCxpeR9ffnbSpC3_uyrkL1duBS-UtN3zHZ9C1rc3occGhAmtJuGbCXcEQKs91O_GRhPpCwgJ486P2Pumt2hrBW_CWMGM-vj8yNdc4XPSN6-H-uWnaZSymcFrgaPV/s1600-h/DSCN1116.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184837791265395154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDDo6LjRY2q4QXTLg_HCxpeR9ffnbSpC3_uyrkL1duBS-UtN3zHZ9C1rc3occGhAmtJuGbCXcEQKs91O_GRhPpCwgJ486P2Pumt2hrBW_CWMGM-vj8yNdc4XPSN6-H-uWnaZSymcFrgaPV/s200/DSCN1116.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Vill's parent's cat as a kitty!</span></span><br /></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:0;"></span>I think these are the ones I will eventually put on my wall.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span>Along with the traditional sitting baby pose that I won’t let die!<span style="font-size:0;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEunDURKlk6oS5RCZ2kVrHAxwDHuaKwaiRXe7WlV4yvHE74SxULNWaIlkWOwe3ZyPmBKnBZFb50FCYnLCAMpCD2giW0nlC9vybVncXo2QsKR15RIv8so8kSwhK8DU94CDoWE3-za9y5Q5/s1600-h/danny.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184839169949897186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEunDURKlk6oS5RCZ2kVrHAxwDHuaKwaiRXe7WlV4yvHE74SxULNWaIlkWOwe3ZyPmBKnBZFb50FCYnLCAMpCD2giW0nlC9vybVncXo2QsKR15RIv8so8kSwhK8DU94CDoWE3-za9y5Q5/s200/danny.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl3e2RYIwBgZ5fM985wldDjBitQsXPenNi9nPZ0GwMeuci9pZsO3Xp8pcNZbnSOj1JZ3kPNbv_jNOsYS2WP4qDN1bRWrirOeW8mcdP-UgO9VzeCUSeNFrPpzKewUfejrwcd5R2TKTBBGbD/s1600-h/BABYTIM.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184840179267211778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl3e2RYIwBgZ5fM985wldDjBitQsXPenNi9nPZ0GwMeuci9pZsO3Xp8pcNZbnSOj1JZ3kPNbv_jNOsYS2WP4qDN1bRWrirOeW8mcdP-UgO9VzeCUSeNFrPpzKewUfejrwcd5R2TKTBBGbD/s200/BABYTIM.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFB6Cdb4-jcWLkMz6eMOWI1lbqSTmW8xLG2ax7Z1UhK0zuaTRn2hj0EEavFfWKz0XUCzv9Vc0xa0hPwNTTv7xCQ3BtV_o2-kXWySHxVI1CUid58Jhho3Ok_uOLlMnMj3o0odZ_4okI-Fzs/s1600-h/bdoll01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184839556496953842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFB6Cdb4-jcWLkMz6eMOWI1lbqSTmW8xLG2ax7Z1UhK0zuaTRn2hj0EEavFfWKz0XUCzv9Vc0xa0hPwNTTv7xCQ3BtV_o2-kXWySHxVI1CUid58Jhho3Ok_uOLlMnMj3o0odZ_4okI-Fzs/s200/bdoll01.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdNdplkHF2UNl6S9DFBZTdFqNKYdD7LF7YD33wIPLUhCrWG261bch3A1Ol9qjTr0PP2oYyYfSZxgOoBau78D7rwcrnU9YXPS97f3qVdgvWM49BXGHeC-SZipwTiJ1y6XyV7D-ZcHJ26ls2/s1600-h/2ZZMMY5JDFXSR8ZM-GT836.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184841119865049634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdNdplkHF2UNl6S9DFBZTdFqNKYdD7LF7YD33wIPLUhCrWG261bch3A1Ol9qjTr0PP2oYyYfSZxgOoBau78D7rwcrnU9YXPS97f3qVdgvWM49BXGHeC-SZipwTiJ1y6XyV7D-ZcHJ26ls2/s200/2ZZMMY5JDFXSR8ZM-GT836.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOQ0p56o6KhYcrKjac9WGlaP1uy-Ys0oSaoWkLAaMd_9XiBH-x9qddaa-D8YdnSp4toWlcWxSAi28Rx5gmPzAB0PcP2rXI1HgP85JB-31_4icM-6Re3g9EWhIRXW7O4gT_Y4K_XsgRrCFv/s1600-h/DOLLYB.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184840686073352722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOQ0p56o6KhYcrKjac9WGlaP1uy-Ys0oSaoWkLAaMd_9XiBH-x9qddaa-D8YdnSp4toWlcWxSAi28Rx5gmPzAB0PcP2rXI1HgP85JB-31_4icM-6Re3g9EWhIRXW7O4gT_Y4K_XsgRrCFv/s200/DOLLYB.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I’m sure when I have kids (of course I’m thinking this NOW, who knows what I’ll think then) I will try to get some posed baby shots of them.<span style="font-size:0;"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;">I'll take way too many at home, get some good ones, go to Kiddie Kandids and get the traditional pictures and be happy.<br /></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I guess I <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">do</span> know what my style is. These are my pictures I would love to frame and hang on my wall. There are others too, but they're not scanned into the computer.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">I'm sure you know this, but you can click on any picture to make it bigger<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;">See more style at</span> <a href="http://thelandofka.com/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2116337706_969371a76c_o.jpg" border="0" mce_src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2116337706_969371a76c_o.jpg" /></a><br /></span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"><br /></span></span></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:0;"></span></p>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-53065649443372620922008-04-02T06:41:00.002-04:002008-04-02T06:42:09.132-04:00Wordless Wednesday - Birthday Chicken<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj789PPhICNyPEapxu987RDN5LNLfmAFSt5VKZBb6FjxWe7i1w8YU5mSKbd9hv-qhSgR5VdENWEO4SiItVFrmjmyWLzPVZImM6jClleVobOREws1zCCi12YflPdL-dnVWFRJNk7DfTLQ7iA/s1600-h/DSCN3381edit.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj789PPhICNyPEapxu987RDN5LNLfmAFSt5VKZBb6FjxWe7i1w8YU5mSKbd9hv-qhSgR5VdENWEO4SiItVFrmjmyWLzPVZImM6jClleVobOREws1zCCi12YflPdL-dnVWFRJNk7DfTLQ7iA/s400/DSCN3381edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184596353973817602" border="0" /></a>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-55356096148639490232008-03-29T07:44:00.004-04:002008-03-29T08:03:13.020-04:00High above<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFpZa5FhJ_rZyohniKXZAME_Nr3qJGXTH_j43rLAxhLtrkf7xC_1vENzdHGIOR3SmwycDJwIB-QagL68BRXS62M50QDLAPcVlFq1cqxZPQNlmNUnTfOAXKsg96p8LMl0qqo9lhjMmhYkwK/s1600-h/100_0092.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183129665591906514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFpZa5FhJ_rZyohniKXZAME_Nr3qJGXTH_j43rLAxhLtrkf7xC_1vENzdHGIOR3SmwycDJwIB-QagL68BRXS62M50QDLAPcVlFq1cqxZPQNlmNUnTfOAXKsg96p8LMl0qqo9lhjMmhYkwK/s400/100_0092.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>My nephew, Michael was 6 pounds even when he was born. He was the smallest baby I'd ever seen, let alone held. This was his first trip to his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Memere</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Pepere's</span> house when he was 11 days old. This was taken at standing level, so he looks even smaller! My brother and sister-in-law quickly found out about the cars seat headrests! :-)</div><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://tnchick.com/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3039/2364397822_9042ee8a59.jpg?v=0" /></a>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-1918455535541218382008-03-28T19:16:00.004-04:002008-03-28T19:28:37.490-04:00Now I know my ABCsI placed an order for pick up at a local seafood placed called Land 'N' Sea. It was around 5:45 on a Friday afternoon, so naturally, the place was "a**hole to bellybutton" (as my father likes to say). II know it's going to be busy, so that's why I call ahead. The first couple of times I call, the line is busy. When it finally starts ringing, it takes a good 8 rings before someone picks up. I place my order, repeat myself a couple of times because it's ridiculously busy there and I'm talking on a cell phone headset (and we all know how reliable those are!) When she asks for my name, I say Kim. She repeats, Tim? <br /><br />I'm used to this. I have a brother named Tim. Actually, his name is Timmy, and my name is Kimberly. Family wise, this is how we were always called. That is, until I started school, and people started calling me Kimmy. From then on, whenever friends would call for one of us, half the time the wrong person would get the phone. If it was a boy calling, my mother naturally assumed that it was for Timmy. Not always the case. Usually it would be Timmy realizing that he didn't know the kid on the other end and get me. <br /><br />So for some reason, when the Land N Sea girl repeats Tim, I say, "Kim, K as in Kat." <br /><br />I'm smart.Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-13331972378696465252008-03-28T07:30:00.003-04:002008-03-27T21:17:19.808-04:00My Father's very first digital cameracirca 2000<br /><br />I was his willing...er...available subject<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieMGwIGFdNZk2AaLuCqdu93OItk_pIty5lFhDCJNxMrr-wx-muEh2KhC5ZCvylLFQIo-cRUETsQcKu1jyxw8PxqI_yD1GbTu5XnGaEfxl6cIiYi91NyZtNxhkF1aSJ5Ik95Qc57Km0pyPp/s1600-h/Kimberly2000.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182591866966970514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieMGwIGFdNZk2AaLuCqdu93OItk_pIty5lFhDCJNxMrr-wx-muEh2KhC5ZCvylLFQIo-cRUETsQcKu1jyxw8PxqI_yD1GbTu5XnGaEfxl6cIiYi91NyZtNxhkF1aSJ5Ik95Qc57Km0pyPp/s400/Kimberly2000.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center">The cool thing is, you didn't have to develop the pictures...</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGkHr3sc59fu993xXSOUXALwmDBeSNLwKr9cGIcKBjEMgz_XdNymeMq5IABAJZau9iOxl_NE-wdf7vO358vbSiIq0wttO5CF4qcByz6lSUiOxJ5nxW55vVETSQa_ci67TfPUzJR0hu_1bz/s1600-h/Kimberly3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182591871261937826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGkHr3sc59fu993xXSOUXALwmDBeSNLwKr9cGIcKBjEMgz_XdNymeMq5IABAJZau9iOxl_NE-wdf7vO358vbSiIq0wttO5CF4qcByz6lSUiOxJ5nxW55vVETSQa_ci67TfPUzJR0hu_1bz/s400/Kimberly3.jpg" border="0" /></a>You could just plug the camera into your computer and actually have them on there! No scanning necessary!</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Qg3hFJsQiZQ_nl-1qaz2Xvw4e9SNMfIZLJ4iYyE9lz1tWmAMqDLhY1UWR9CjFP3bzrRROthXysOBojnKnKYjEpUOmwJTfbjumu8pwUlerqhkHtQMqrElY6DkG_BKzCswf1xo3r3vvImX/s1600-h/Pishoes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182591871261937842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Qg3hFJsQiZQ_nl-1qaz2Xvw4e9SNMfIZLJ4iYyE9lz1tWmAMqDLhY1UWR9CjFP3bzrRROthXysOBojnKnKYjEpUOmwJTfbjumu8pwUlerqhkHtQMqrElY6DkG_BKzCswf1xo3r3vvImX/s400/Pishoes.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a> And just look at the quality! It's crazy I tell ya!</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"> </p><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182594018745585858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhesWvO-RMDtoEZHY4DTt8pOveyx4m53iqOq6ZC6Vo3oKPOb3hgf8JzRYGJJUgE8SeTOycn_Jozd7ADwv2CWy9qMB86fU5zlxLpXB7W9KZr8rGtH9NtxKMVDLL32C2W8V1gFtLC_nU3Cw9r/s400/Kimberly2.jpg" border="0" /></p><p><br />I think he was only able to take 5 or 6 pictures before needing to download them. :-)</p><p> </p><p> </p>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-52572891935209471732008-03-27T07:30:00.003-04:002008-03-26T22:22:38.505-04:00Collection - Theme Thursday<div align="center">This week's theme is Collection. <a href="http://thelandofka.com/">Stacy</a> had shown us how to create a collage in Photoshop. I don't have Photoshop, and <a href="http://robogiles.blogspot.com/">Bonnie</a> showed me a free program called <a href="http://www.gimp.org/">GIMP</a>, which I downloaded but have no idea how to use it. I'm working on it! :-) So I decided to find random collections of things around my house. Here are some:<br /><br /><br />(Sorry for the yellow light in some...against flash)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182232017427042402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWZc9OYhG9rA6RbLpyNOI4yGmDaIPIaCEwx-GfaYKoW2nfd7Z_5UukzUKLBoldAMC291gjdxyOtEBmCuyb0uEeYJtjrM1FT3MVW08I8uiHrm1u0PcI7o7gMP-M07M35NuYWx_WPleDeMm4/s400/DSCN3328.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Coats</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182230015972282354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOb_Q2hmeo18aUUsDYFdocXMdYwABLcMb8VWftbx5PsJhhw_Kh4SaOMxdark9gMknFnyMyPzpzpuI1XTryJnDOX2Nw3Na4nX7tqfoMj4XEJ4DZNekk6dVlOOhnyjMCKAXkpyoidfrEScHN/s400/DSCN3314.JPG" border="0" />Rags (no Riches though...'k, sorry, that was lame)</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182231381771882530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixbLGn1bu_BYxfpj4RTN4c6Dh6B_A_4dt7upxr_4yClbogWb5j1K-Z1cNkgE786AxLDhRblwKDm98D4S6Pi3Z0ZpB2tpX4BorPR2nryk570ykG0a6ZOodBXQwz11OJNrFCH5sJ0E5ULoaO/s400/DSCN3321.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">Boxes (Vill and I used these to make a cement slide sled!)</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182229994497445826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMkwrRysSrNBupa6Ldyaf8JDFb74qUdnNhz_yEJtUgTgwdOAZk8rIzdof9ElpkIMZwZyZa0iFv3V1MCPvzCieRJ7FVuycRRg5bqX8chHou5GGC4eHkDmn5PCcaalkS5fO-AHqfj5ihW6hc/s400/DSCN3307.JPG" border="0" />Books (nothing really interesting in that shot...they're kinda boring books, except for the Birthdays and Relationship ones)</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182230007382347746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig1orJ_Oamt5vGng5eZV-Za-QZzH8c6jpWrBBJffjn0Hs8qLa-K6yI7fhzuqJKQlZ7aIrf_MjlygOuui7m8FlN8PrYKOW5Wocll9R_GQ5i5JbpvaeroYBMTClfAoyYJN_Dcq1LXyt1yoqP/s400/DSCN3311.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Pens</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182230003087380434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGHeML2Sm_M_l9i7zMOsrwSrQzWXPrXs8bTsXKhW171X-Lj4EQuwlktO0ztLc3Fimw540_K7Yli9ivuoFqA2qMH9DhibCEATYGecmC-oK3czF_maTFSbwG_u7M6GQDsMudk2iKLW99EJIP/s400/DSCN3309.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">My daily rotation of shoes (no, I don't line my shoes up in a row!)</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6snht2CYMl-U9caGdrjE3-T1c_3XiHR3zWy9oQabzjBUzp4A2iw_pEHblToGqlV4H_ioQ8LVa_yFxur4rrKam3ZZEl6hM88eK6QYKIaa0ZaMiZE6S8ou7ECWUYYovwysX1_RltDEFqCkL/s1600-h/DSCN3329.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182232026016977010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6snht2CYMl-U9caGdrjE3-T1c_3XiHR3zWy9oQabzjBUzp4A2iw_pEHblToGqlV4H_ioQ8LVa_yFxur4rrKam3ZZEl6hM88eK6QYKIaa0ZaMiZE6S8ou7ECWUYYovwysX1_RltDEFqCkL/s400/DSCN3329.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"></a>Piano music (and a random street map book!)<br /><br /></p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1AxrrSbEEZlpgP0Xb37zkLcMtjHelBhVL3GTH1EMHomiw8xBX9AVCnLR-Vqqcs6AD05HjwIb2q7OZqy1uo7rllBZvjqMElTBEKu6KWi_p5_yKAr0XxERkOACmUq4N4du91kVK5TTngjPG/s1600-h/DSCN3320.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182231377476915218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1AxrrSbEEZlpgP0Xb37zkLcMtjHelBhVL3GTH1EMHomiw8xBX9AVCnLR-Vqqcs6AD05HjwIb2q7OZqy1uo7rllBZvjqMElTBEKu6KWi_p5_yKAr0XxERkOACmUq4N4du91kVK5TTngjPG/s400/DSCN3320.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ridiculously old lounge chairs (Easily from the '70's)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAzBhSBNfCa923XTArrbxSCp2b89pgPvym3lcMbki_n4vsCqYmyEzNPnbBP8FFFyFxISeArNOLVI7BCRCiJ31T0mmElUFovyWW__HlHhFudKLHxteOSBy3-ewLdxFSMRxxPYnvO9vM3v2h/s1600-h/DSCN3322.JPG"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivKl3ox7-JhGXluBX22TbO2YRD6knXCmAGhhyfsRymIqOYIGI7H2rFRhdVdXE_1cMNemQA0ug3ydcJIditm-EDvY0bSpgC-1vy0w30_w0evAJ1Eh9wUlD6V0lS_3f58F7raCrKlqFKEvX-/s1600-h/DSCN3325.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182231398951751746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivKl3ox7-JhGXluBX22TbO2YRD6knXCmAGhhyfsRymIqOYIGI7H2rFRhdVdXE_1cMNemQA0ug3ydcJIditm-EDvY0bSpgC-1vy0w30_w0evAJ1Eh9wUlD6V0lS_3f58F7raCrKlqFKEvX-/s400/DSCN3325.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mommy? What are those big rectangles for? (Look! There's even a New Kids on the Block concert video in there!)</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD__A1Oc94HGt9vWfVzF-GbEt1LL9t74FGDOQIgKfIbTliICLwIbCp4aKp80EMxHuHvt-g9Q408EA-Gw0MWz4IOBMDwXjz59B7jli7tlToFU0w_P4fcsCmrQ8tI8iWspMFX2ubg6HuFobN/s1600-h/DSCN3327.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182231398951751762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD__A1Oc94HGt9vWfVzF-GbEt1LL9t74FGDOQIgKfIbTliICLwIbCp4aKp80EMxHuHvt-g9Q408EA-Gw0MWz4IOBMDwXjz59B7jli7tlToFU0w_P4fcsCmrQ8tI8iWspMFX2ubg6HuFobN/s400/DSCN3327.JPG" border="0" /></a>Board games (I like how I have two games of LIFE)<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182232451218739330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdF6tXjCgCM5IDmQhmNB3oF6IVoP8bnwg08wRMELGcWnkRr1ypM2e8Cd_tBZbD8zrCQpzmrLU_lFskVgc_DI_fRXzERQNYSrj-f10C4ORz_hfwXhExvDILjAkZb-9n-nVZDDuC2xbZfYQH/s400/DSCN3323.JPG" border="0" />Really big CDs...I mean, records! I even have a record player that still works!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjViKZcvdbwqDFVc9V0UOEv4KrRQTo-0-xTxEYbaDlwm-gBaQDXR-KFW_VtXEiRKffN4u7v4R3wBHXaSN4V_BcHHWUh4WNRRt8_5rh5lxY9OttLGnh6VxO6a-Ga7sXM3XtsUrCYOA75ly73/s1600-h/DSCN3316crop.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182230020267249666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjViKZcvdbwqDFVc9V0UOEv4KrRQTo-0-xTxEYbaDlwm-gBaQDXR-KFW_VtXEiRKffN4u7v4R3wBHXaSN4V_BcHHWUh4WNRRt8_5rh5lxY9OttLGnh6VxO6a-Ga7sXM3XtsUrCYOA75ly73/s400/DSCN3316crop.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Part of my Barbie collection. I found these in the cellar, and posed them. I had more, but those are the ones that made the cut. My cousins, brother and I had some weird Barbie stories. </p><p align="center">One of my Ken dolls was a transvestite named Betty (s/he's the one standing up wearing the white dress, waving)</p><p align="center">The Barbie sitting on the couch has no left arm. She was called Aunt Mable and worked at the Barbie McDonalds restaurant. </p><div align="center">We got bored one day and chopped some Barbie hair off. Danielle (my cousin) and I didn't like that all of them had ridiculously long hair.<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">So there are my collections! Please go to Stacy's to see some more!<br /><br /><a href="http://thelandofka.com/"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2116337706_969371a76c_o.jpg" border="0" mce_src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2109/2116337706_969371a76c_o.jpg" /></a> </div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-59581644985127690242008-03-26T09:02:00.002-04:002008-03-26T09:04:13.869-04:00Rainbow in the clouds<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOxRmJOqoK51fKfn48BoBA94HWvjbz7rLrffCZPAJQBsA3fJ-II9-9NoHoDlPCw-DofKmUjMpDRNdHOTOx8xQxq5m8NOwBZAIf2rg1eNsHMGh-86a_X1wzWbKJvYhMhBO7oz8gYs_Ziw0O/s1600-h/Rainbow_in_the_clouds_by_Lyschly.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182035411004100530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOxRmJOqoK51fKfn48BoBA94HWvjbz7rLrffCZPAJQBsA3fJ-II9-9NoHoDlPCw-DofKmUjMpDRNdHOTOx8xQxq5m8NOwBZAIf2rg1eNsHMGh-86a_X1wzWbKJvYhMhBO7oz8gYs_Ziw0O/s400/Rainbow_in_the_clouds_by_Lyschly.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-29133637745868930862008-03-24T22:21:00.003-04:002008-03-25T07:33:48.175-04:00Baby face<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTg640-7pmP0VJVRbcYD7Sq5kuccASRc7YLL8pQpTI7fwDPWPXrYewAHGhpoiZ0GCYfguevQvMlnEiWdM07H_yajiJcDxYU401vCF_MCLsrH7VphcqpNz6MYIGMubZllyL1L1yMUcmsbTP/s1600-h/Christmas+swing.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181640372797116306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTg640-7pmP0VJVRbcYD7Sq5kuccASRc7YLL8pQpTI7fwDPWPXrYewAHGhpoiZ0GCYfguevQvMlnEiWdM07H_yajiJcDxYU401vCF_MCLsrH7VphcqpNz6MYIGMubZllyL1L1yMUcmsbTP/s400/Christmas+swing.JPG" border="0" /></a><em>I want to be snuggled!</em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibYalZhKzlMWkkQkRvXowmWvV1eG9sLCnRk96FLxFrkhvuq09XdIs6teSlFkb5y-qE_0SR4JDW-LiCRS2xkAGAk-hI2rGcA5BIalrRSH3OOn05sDm3IjXpEM83zPDUj3Yn8PbxJLQZOcbg/s1600-h/DSCN0807.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181640377092083618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibYalZhKzlMWkkQkRvXowmWvV1eG9sLCnRk96FLxFrkhvuq09XdIs6teSlFkb5y-qE_0SR4JDW-LiCRS2xkAGAk-hI2rGcA5BIalrRSH3OOn05sDm3IjXpEM83zPDUj3Yn8PbxJLQZOcbg/s400/DSCN0807.JPG" border="0" /></a><em> That crazy Auntie Kim is still taking my picture!</em><br /><br /></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-19181249477421901762008-03-23T21:57:00.003-04:002008-03-23T22:01:12.803-04:00Who would even think?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfAjywkIg2NvZMH5_xMNqzjrUrfA21zGCZ-FQDDa4OA265mPOy5Feez1JrRTsEUybOgIRci-dygNre4GpJ-lx9cDh8uw6kZ-n0KjqRja2IoG4VOs3ee-fYygaI_ayP9IzodPSTw_ItNXn/s1600-h/DSCN2975.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfAjywkIg2NvZMH5_xMNqzjrUrfA21zGCZ-FQDDa4OA265mPOy5Feez1JrRTsEUybOgIRci-dygNre4GpJ-lx9cDh8uw6kZ-n0KjqRja2IoG4VOs3ee-fYygaI_ayP9IzodPSTw_ItNXn/s400/DSCN2975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181121961654554498" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> To put hot ashes in a recycle bin?<br /><br /><a href="http://www.maypapers.blogspot.com"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2260/2186763632_2161b4fd53.jpg?v=0" height="57" /></a><br /></div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-60212325662706869992008-03-22T08:11:00.003-04:002008-03-22T08:32:35.749-04:00Some random pictures<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180539246261636882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4u-LdT9s47BqJPUahaQ6S6PZSlFNx-a-C26n-vcr6JI1aKuBubVtiSwczigKSonP6YLR5muqtizIC8x5kuF9E77uGWGqZmv1l3hZ8x6ii-2plz2qbFauU_z8DIM5_NLYlmOA7hZRtlsRW/s400/DSCN3217.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Seaweed on rocks</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180539250556604194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk_KJpvojUX5vKWxgVwqfD5qSr2FJqQbavBDwSPhrU2-xCs6q1DxmxN91aT4Qk_f7Pw2JcsmenxHUXVcW98jvgi5NQkITVxxqdZGHkyktJfkPFe664B6y3DFfRLjavCuNFOLoehGbu0qd0/s400/DSCN3237.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Old train tracks</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJBlOQrcJ4BUv95uUUETLGqfl_NsvAUmqFhpK2VKYF6BlgTQROhl9ZCv0TLuE2VGoDJKOigChmzAIifpJ6BX5_NttG8f22a6p__mU4N5BV0P0lB4S5giinufDVqnLrCOmi9feScUGwSYJ/s1600-h/DSCN3238.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180541204766723890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJBlOQrcJ4BUv95uUUETLGqfl_NsvAUmqFhpK2VKYF6BlgTQROhl9ZCv0TLuE2VGoDJKOigChmzAIifpJ6BX5_NttG8f22a6p__mU4N5BV0P0lB4S5giinufDVqnLrCOmi9feScUGwSYJ/s400/DSCN3238.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center">Ground train tracks!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2LNNXmQ-xKxuQUXePAdG5FqHWBWF_TVqgp6RKHZMSpy9eW2Lz7n8bne3g4tSSP5KhTbvCAWFv0D4NhvJ_MbdrQwXkCk_nKluZpinXy3jJT42Zn8fAJFseKA3ch6smevPJMXOkZfiPmLwC/s1600-h/DSCN3246.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180541209061691202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2LNNXmQ-xKxuQUXePAdG5FqHWBWF_TVqgp6RKHZMSpy9eW2Lz7n8bne3g4tSSP5KhTbvCAWFv0D4NhvJ_MbdrQwXkCk_nKluZpinXy3jJT42Zn8fAJFseKA3ch6smevPJMXOkZfiPmLwC/s400/DSCN3246.JPG" border="0" /></a> Going to the Bruins game!</p><p align="center"><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNOnx_2kmp6-ImBfqXXUGthwRDaCSGuFcT0y4szk0TC2q28eMIKT9q1okI18fEEXSf4JkMp8XKT3TlcaZXfbmOLyhSCFHWEkiNOwYyv2jjHk_mEmg2wLzqKff1hD2fYvZnhxlSHHy_luGh/s1600-h/DSCN3255.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180541213356658514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNOnx_2kmp6-ImBfqXXUGthwRDaCSGuFcT0y4szk0TC2q28eMIKT9q1okI18fEEXSf4JkMp8XKT3TlcaZXfbmOLyhSCFHWEkiNOwYyv2jjHk_mEmg2wLzqKff1hD2fYvZnhxlSHHy_luGh/s400/DSCN3255.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Car Friends</p><p align="center"><br /> </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiFQCWnVPInnDLPhHujL5eSrSRW84133pNzoPgYIobEMG4ZsbfFCQXxM6t7WwiClInEt2aM1ggdNfb9A2JUaHjS2Y8M_A068AK8yAoojHcy6y5M18QqWjnpoypqFvjG-95y0lAo4C3W6Ng/s1600-h/DSCN3283.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180541217651625826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiFQCWnVPInnDLPhHujL5eSrSRW84133pNzoPgYIobEMG4ZsbfFCQXxM6t7WwiClInEt2aM1ggdNfb9A2JUaHjS2Y8M_A068AK8yAoojHcy6y5M18QqWjnpoypqFvjG-95y0lAo4C3W6Ng/s400/DSCN3283.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">Extreme wind</p><p> </p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU38K8DHsztHE-XD0owP2n0vpUqUPqAv0OnUSWXFQweHB20Xf9-pq8vd4sjTV5wy7wPPflMZ6u4DJCpBl7SkBUjjmDfVF_5hBLHlHVUklBAAQqZZO6vqRDVlA1g88eMDaHvnjHRmL4j5rO/s1600-h/DSCN3294.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180541217651625842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU38K8DHsztHE-XD0owP2n0vpUqUPqAv0OnUSWXFQweHB20Xf9-pq8vd4sjTV5wy7wPPflMZ6u4DJCpBl7SkBUjjmDfVF_5hBLHlHVUklBAAQqZZO6vqRDVlA1g88eMDaHvnjHRmL4j5rO/s400/DSCN3294.JPG" border="0" /></a> Blurry full moon</p><p align="center"><br /> </p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYy0BxoZf7FGXnUny-vjkSX_mwV_o6X22WIFqQStycDUGE8d-ov7he8QDACEzxsrXA1qzZv1FuNlaMm6vophWowhJajbJVYDn6uCWW7UctYyDx6ae49xpg3FlLwk_Mj0474oe_Fp1siC9G/s1600-h/DSCN3196.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180539237671702242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYy0BxoZf7FGXnUny-vjkSX_mwV_o6X22WIFqQStycDUGE8d-ov7he8QDACEzxsrXA1qzZv1FuNlaMm6vophWowhJajbJVYDn6uCWW7UctYyDx6ae49xpg3FlLwk_Mj0474oe_Fp1siC9G/s400/DSCN3196.JPG" border="0" /></a> Cactus close up</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmNu5pvlGLnbuaeRYFCLmLVYM6v_t690jY_Ts5Kn9u8HGyPnk9n6ctToVsv2xAo5AuHTiRjmSL12icAWlt5tZ0pNxDmlKIctUYun4Q77oMwQkLELC4Wb8243jMNrq66BeSN5gjo8M4TKn1/s1600-h/DSCN3201.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180539241966669554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmNu5pvlGLnbuaeRYFCLmLVYM6v_t690jY_Ts5Kn9u8HGyPnk9n6ctToVsv2xAo5AuHTiRjmSL12icAWlt5tZ0pNxDmlKIctUYun4Q77oMwQkLELC4Wb8243jMNrq66BeSN5gjo8M4TKn1/s400/DSCN3201.JPG" border="0" /></a>Bored at work </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0oR-lvGNdarPSSxBZWsv74JHhw4GAz6TM3nHMuGBoCC8qpYj0YitiV84iR28RLAyj5ZIT1_YosgA9v0ub0lbjCi0HzPSWxynQBca8BFQguzAPrC73xWn-Qs-ZCxiCBBv2q1LcDf12J2by/s1600-h/DSCN3215.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180539241966669570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0oR-lvGNdarPSSxBZWsv74JHhw4GAz6TM3nHMuGBoCC8qpYj0YitiV84iR28RLAyj5ZIT1_YosgA9v0ub0lbjCi0HzPSWxynQBca8BFQguzAPrC73xWn-Qs-ZCxiCBBv2q1LcDf12J2by/s400/DSCN3215.JPG" border="0" /></a> Very bored at work!</div>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-10011058526179229812008-03-22T07:55:00.003-04:002008-03-22T08:11:31.080-04:00More selfBefore I start feeling guilty, here are the other self pictures I was going to post yesterday!<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180536622036618930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsC3J9TNNe-XSXpcYBJmfkfHhkdXBxw1weFXaz1D-rHRHsnoJqtFG1W4Ze7-jzR9rOjcMNSVeYpSnW2Rd29tTxQaUUDcHzJKxdA6jsWoI8tS6-Cigd37hPfY5cZtSA96MN9B1MWSLO9i6y/s400/DSCN0227.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center">You can't really tell here, but my hair was in ponytails. I was trying to get them to show in the picture, but they didn't cooperate.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180536626331586242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4w0WUfRhF7tWuUJop-NWhgXBsSuQION4fgNh8oKOIPPajVd_ZF9NZJg3rpMh1-QBiXkg3qym0bwFYKH5XRoswWMg1UuWSRTkUFJ1uHHKlIGdD5hm9RYm6czi2EY302NhywSGcW9Wweih-/s400/DSCN0238.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180536630626553554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg97TK1vio_F0c7xRobTuXxw9h36P83COQAI1OVTHvPTCKq80I8U6S88vaJGjIUS8LzIqC5tCSYK_806gwhRxSeLcM5lzOwX-FWmuOmVwccBv7pi95vLnK9ahtRkO2CU-WjZrqL4a7hMfUU/s400/DSCN1209.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">Back when my hair was highlighted</p>Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635065369988979829.post-16448532685149414152008-03-21T08:53:00.001-04:002008-03-21T09:00:04.682-04:00Alright, so I liedI never got around to posting more pictures. I took a bunch of pictures last night while waiting to pick up Villapardo. I downloaded them to my computer at home, and I'm here at work now, with nothing to play with or post. I'm bad at the whole planning thing. <br /><br />Who else thinks LOST was extremely boring last night? The whole backstory of what happened when Michael got off the island was forced. It was one of the longest episodes ever! I am dissapointed and saddened though by what happened on island at the end (I'm being discreet about this, in case someone reading this hasn't seen it yet). Anyone know what I'm talking about! :-)Kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17986762999675950613noreply@blogger.com1