<?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-1650429148334670654</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:12:08.297-06:00</updated><category term='Part 1'/><category term='Part 2'/><category term='Book Talk'/><category term='This much I know'/><category term='Vol. 1'/><category term='Vol. 2'/><title type='text'>Through Our Kitchen Window</title><subtitle type='html'>My sister and me in our pool as kids....I'm the one in the blue bikini!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>246</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-5230984961446524666</id><published>2010-10-10T19:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:29:08.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers</title><content type='html'>.....I have a new project (yes, I know, like I need one!). I am a &lt;a href="http://beautipage.com/lynettekitchen"&gt;BeautiControl consultant&lt;/a&gt;. I started it about a year ago and did it b/c I wanted the great discount on products. Then I realized that I could do this and the more I went to meetings and talked with my director, I realized that not only could I do this, but I could make a living at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am a year later. I haven't been at it solidly for a year (had some bumps in the road), but I am literally one step away from being a director, which means that I could/can/will be able to replace my teaching salary. Who couldn't want that? Make your own hours, have the potential to earn MORE than you currently do and spend way more time with your family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayers are needed that my successes continue. Don't get me wrong, it isn't easy and I am working hard. I know the hard work will pay off, but prayers from more than just me are always a good thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-5230984961446524666?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5230984961446524666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=5230984961446524666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5230984961446524666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5230984961446524666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayers.html' title='Prayers'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-237082195885972141</id><published>2010-10-10T18:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:32:40.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Face Book</title><content type='html'>I know I've asked this before: Do you FB? If so, how often? I rarely get on and even more seldom do I actually make a post. I did add some pictures a few weeks ago, but that's about it. At the beginning of the new year, when we are forced to go to all those meetings, I FB'ed a lot b/c I was sitting bored in meetings. However, not with the hussle and bussle of the days, it doesn't happen very often. Then I also think, "what am I doing that ANYONE would care about?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm waiting in line someplace, then I'll grab my phone and check to see what is going on...but once I get home, it just doesn't happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say that if I could blog from my phone as easily as I can FB, then I'd do that. This is my own little editorial world and FB doesn't quite fit that bill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-237082195885972141?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/237082195885972141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=237082195885972141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/237082195885972141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/237082195885972141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2010/10/face-book.html' title='Face Book'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-8757432715241953830</id><published>2010-10-10T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T18:56:35.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time....</title><content type='html'>....no blog, right?  So where have I been?  Not anywhere exciting.  I am disappointed in myself for not keeping up with this.  Why?  Because I like to write and share and this small little forum is good for me.  I have a few close friends, but no one I talk to on a daily basis, so this is sorta it!  We are all so very busy and it is a shame that we can't even get on the phone very often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to travel to work for 30 min. each way.  Boy did I get a handful of calls made each day.  However, now it takes about 10 min. to get to the sitter and less than 3 to then get to school.....not much time for a phone call!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to update this during my lunch hour.  But, my new employer isn't quite the same and I don't want to give them a reason to come looking at my computer activity (even though I do wonder since it would be on my time...).  I'm guessing if it was my computer, my wireless internet, then it wouldn't be a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will do my darndest to keep up with this for both my sanity, and maybe even yours!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-8757432715241953830?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8757432715241953830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=8757432715241953830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8757432715241953830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8757432715241953830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-time.html' title='Long time....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-6613928816708223297</id><published>2010-06-01T08:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T08:16:00.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What women do....</title><content type='html'>.....so probably like most wives and moms, I spend more of my energy on my family than on me.  Hubby has no issue with buying stuff for the boat/fishing, but I don't think of things for me....with that said, I decided that this summer, I am changing that.  Aside from the normal bills that swimming money goes to, I am saving money to get lazer surgery on my eyes (I am SOOO blind without glasses/contacts) and I am getting the lazer hair removal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already started the process and it isn't&lt;em&gt; that&lt;/em&gt; bad....not a barrel of fun, but ok for the time it takes.  Currently, I'm working on my underarms and lower legs.  Bikini will come, but this is an expensive process and I need to save my pennies.  Did my underarms first and have had my second treatment. It has gone well, except for the hives I got on my legs.  Had to go in the other night b/c of it.  Just so you know, hives itch like the dickens and look like crap!!!  But, with a little Benedryl cream, I'm all better now. Was told that this could happen each time; I'm one of the random, "lucky" people that this sometimes happens to.  Joy, joy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With as much time as I spend in the water, this is my treat to myself.  I'll eventually do the bikini, and that will be terrific!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-6613928816708223297?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6613928816708223297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=6613928816708223297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6613928816708223297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6613928816708223297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-women-do.html' title='What women do....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-7034848160128960046</id><published>2010-05-31T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T08:39:00.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures - Because it has been awhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TAAAJ29kzUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/XiUqU-15U3U/s1600/Santa+396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476377316255124802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TAAAJ29kzUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/XiUqU-15U3U/s200/Santa+396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TAAAI3pVHAI/AAAAAAAAAno/opO6SiSht6k/s1600/Jan25_021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476377299258776578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TAAAI3pVHAI/AAAAAAAAAno/opO6SiSht6k/s200/Jan25_021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TAAAIoqK3rI/AAAAAAAAAng/fqDiGsW_qpU/s1600/Jan25_006-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476377295235767986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TAAAIoqK3rI/AAAAAAAAAng/fqDiGsW_qpU/s200/Jan25_006-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TAAAITwJo3I/AAAAAAAAAnY/v_nq6Dbyrzo/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476377289623708530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TAAAITwJo3I/AAAAAAAAAnY/v_nq6Dbyrzo/s200/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TAAAIGXM-nI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/7W8GCANUQI0/s1600/DSCN1107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476377286029408882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TAAAIGXM-nI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/7W8GCANUQI0/s200/DSCN1107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-7034848160128960046?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7034848160128960046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=7034848160128960046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7034848160128960046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7034848160128960046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2010/05/pictures-because-it-has-been-awhile.html' title='Pictures - Because it has been awhile'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TAAAJ29kzUI/AAAAAAAAAnw/XiUqU-15U3U/s72-c/Santa+396.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3579371027588606667</id><published>2010-05-30T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T08:31:00.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fog</title><content type='html'>I live in a fog.  Part of it is my own fault because I insist on having so much on my plate.  Hubby is always telling me to sit and relax....but if I do, when will all of my stuff get done? I'm not a good person who can just sit....unless CSI is on and then I can literally sit for hours...but alas, I digress....some of my fog is because I have a young child.  Thankfully, she sleeps through the night and has since she was two months old....but the fog still seeps into my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, last week I had to drop off the girls with my inlaws while I went to Smooth Solutions (story to come).  Anyway, heading on hwy and then turn the WRONG way.  Usually this wouldn't be an issue, but it was during rush hour traffic at a VERY busy intersection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another example, load the car (amazing how much stuff I need DAILY to go to school and for the girls!), load the girls, about to get in the car and guess what???  NO SHOES!!!!  Back into the garage, unlock the house, disarm the alarm, get shoes and do it all over again!  OMG, get it together!  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3579371027588606667?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3579371027588606667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3579371027588606667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3579371027588606667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3579371027588606667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2010/05/fog.html' title='The Fog'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-7754826006688615308</id><published>2010-05-29T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T08:35:01.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Make you CRY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/S__x_D9QYxI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Mz6k4DASgVw/s1600/31a02%252BZRc8L__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476361737602097938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/S__x_D9QYxI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Mz6k4DASgVw/s200/31a02%252BZRc8L__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read a lot right now b/c I pump 5-6 times a day and what else do you do while sitting there for 15 minutes? Me? I read and read and read. Which isn't bad b/c I like to read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finished a book today and it made me CRY!!! Here I am in my bathroom, crying my eyes out when I should be getting ready for my day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nickolas Sparks's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Last-Song-Nicholas-Sparks/dp/1615234837/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1275064569&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;The Last Song&lt;/a&gt; is a FANTASTIC book. It starts off sorta bumpy (lots of teen angst, which I can do without) but it blossoms into a wonderful novel. If you want a good read and a good cry, definately pull this one off the shelf.&lt;/div&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/1650429148334670654-7754826006688615308?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7754826006688615308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=7754826006688615308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7754826006688615308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7754826006688615308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2010/05/make-you-cry.html' title='Make you CRY!!!'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/S__x_D9QYxI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Mz6k4DASgVw/s72-c/31a02%252BZRc8L__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-118895120809084227</id><published>2010-05-28T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:35:38.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of school....</title><content type='html'>....another year gone by.  Whew!  This was an interesting year, to say the least!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a special education teacher all year, which, BTW, was NOT what I interviewed for.  But, when it is July and you don't have a J.O.B., you take what you can get.  I've made my wishes known and pray, pray, pray that next year I can be a reading teacher again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I am gearing up for swimming.  No rest for the weary.  I begin on Tuesday and have over 40 students on my book.  Talk about a scheduling NIGHTMARE!!  Only made one major oops and everyone else is happy!  Yeah me and them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to do better with all of this blogging, I really do enjoy it. It is my own little view on life/venting opportunity/bragging about my girls...yes, I said GIRLS b/c during my absence, I had a baby girl (more to come later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on FB now, but I don't do much there either.  So all you bloggers, don't feel that I've neglected you for something else, b/c I haven't!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-118895120809084227?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/118895120809084227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=118895120809084227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/118895120809084227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/118895120809084227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last day of school....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-2433567302478429142</id><published>2009-12-22T14:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:26:55.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing Up</title><content type='html'>Are you done with all of your shopping?  Me?  Almost.  Mr. UPS knocked on my door and delivered a package today...........I actually ordered this stuff over 6 weeks ago, so it isn't like I was running behind!  I started my Christmas shopping this summer  This is a good thing, but also bad b/c I have a tendency to forget that I've gotten things for people and then remember later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I have a gift hidden, and I don't remember where I hid it.  We do not live in a large house.  I put it in a good place, obviously, but have no idea where!  Go figure.  The saddest part is that I hid it less than 3 weeks ago!  I'm just losing my mind.  No worries, maybe I'll get it back in the near future.  Maybe I won't and I'll just get used to not having mental capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose your mind shopping.  I do warn you not to go to the grocery store unless you absolutely HAVE to.  ZOO!!! And it was during the day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-2433567302478429142?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2433567302478429142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=2433567302478429142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2433567302478429142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2433567302478429142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/12/gearing-up.html' title='Gearing Up'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-7675619718969300013</id><published>2009-09-28T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:40:00.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bus vs Little Bus</title><content type='html'>Yes, we sometimes let our child watch Sponge Bob....could we do better?  I'm sure.  Could we do worse?  Oh, yes, I think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never watched it, you aren't missing much.  Sponge Bob has a side-kick named Patrick and Patrick is definitely NOT the smart one of the two.  So, we have a running joke at our house that Patrick rides the short bus (no offense to anyone who really does, just a joke in our house).  Anyway, one morning on the way to school, Little tells me that she is Sponge Bob, I can be the squirrel and Daddy is Patrick.  I just about died laughing!!  I texted hubby to share the news and told him that now he is the official short bus rider in the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this isn't PC, but it was funny....probably a lot funnier in my head than written here! I promise, it was funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-7675619718969300013?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7675619718969300013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=7675619718969300013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7675619718969300013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7675619718969300013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-bus-vs-little-bus.html' title='Big Bus vs Little Bus'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3214605717661906867</id><published>2009-09-27T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:35:00.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SrwetiM3D0I/AAAAAAAAAm8/7q3TrOZkoxU/s1600-h/P9100001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385213022051962690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SrwetiM3D0I/AAAAAAAAAm8/7q3TrOZkoxU/s200/P9100001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;....did you know that you can sleep better in a big bed? She has taken over the guest room as hers and that also means sleeping in the "big, white, bed." Hey, you do what ya gotta do to get them to go to sleep! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3214605717661906867?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3214605717661906867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3214605717661906867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3214605717661906867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3214605717661906867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-bed.html' title='New Bed'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SrwetiM3D0I/AAAAAAAAAm8/7q3TrOZkoxU/s72-c/P9100001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-4782617782151216311</id><published>2009-09-26T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:32:00.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More fair fun.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SrweCBYn4tI/AAAAAAAAAm0/LAKnAcofz10/s1600-h/P9190019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385212274508554962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SrweCBYn4tI/AAAAAAAAAm0/LAKnAcofz10/s200/P9190019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbing the rails while we wait to go mutton bustin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SrweBwF1opI/AAAAAAAAAms/uTpxZCJclkU/s1600-h/P9180017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385212269866361490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SrweBwF1opI/AAAAAAAAAms/uTpxZCJclkU/s200/P9180017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Filling our pockets with dirt.  Now that is truly a lot of fun!!!  Next is the parade!!  More pictures to follow after that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-4782617782151216311?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4782617782151216311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=4782617782151216311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4782617782151216311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4782617782151216311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-fair-fun.html' title='More fair fun.....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SrweCBYn4tI/AAAAAAAAAm0/LAKnAcofz10/s72-c/P9190019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1581436430474114082</id><published>2009-09-25T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T20:19:00.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rained....finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Srwc_kY82yI/AAAAAAAAAmk/8sqpkqMGucY/s1600-h/P9110003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385211132853934882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Srwc_kY82yI/AAAAAAAAAmk/8sqpkqMGucY/s200/P9110003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Srwc_MpaSHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/XMGWTvV28Mw/s1600-h/P9110002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385211126480521330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Srwc_MpaSHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/XMGWTvV28Mw/s200/P9110002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are still in a drought, but we FINALLY have been getting some much needed rain. So, of course we had to let her go stomp around in the puddles!!!&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/1650429148334670654-1581436430474114082?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1581436430474114082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1581436430474114082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1581436430474114082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1581436430474114082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/rainedfinally.html' title='Rained....finally'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Srwc_kY82yI/AAAAAAAAAmk/8sqpkqMGucY/s72-c/P9110003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-260201164770625670</id><published>2009-09-24T20:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:15:30.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Dressed Western</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last weekend marked the beginning of our county fair. We entered the "Best Dressed Western" contest and won 3rd place for our age. She was pretty darn excited....more for the trophy than anything else! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385207139091553842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SrwZXGdzHjI/AAAAAAAAAmU/FeMFB4Gj0W0/s200/P9180012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385207129032349522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SrwZWg_f11I/AAAAAAAAAmM/5R4_BbA4NM4/s200/P9180009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-260201164770625670?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/260201164770625670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=260201164770625670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/260201164770625670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/260201164770625670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/best-dressed-western.html' title='Best Dressed Western'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SrwZXGdzHjI/AAAAAAAAAmU/FeMFB4Gj0W0/s72-c/P9180012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1199156241043269569</id><published>2009-09-24T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:27:00.501-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>Are you a twit, I mean twitterer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know much about it.  Am interested, but is it something that will require lots of time??? I don't go to FB a lot b/c of that exact reason.  You see how well I've kept up with my blog lately.  Any advice would be welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-1199156241043269569?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1199156241043269569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1199156241043269569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1199156241043269569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1199156241043269569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-2832501217419976214</id><published>2009-09-23T10:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T10:27:18.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>duh.....</title><content type='html'>It is Fair time in our neck of the woods, and we organize a Washer Tournament.  I went to FedEx/Kinkos to make some posters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, can we help you?", asked the sales person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, do you have a poster maker?", I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you looking to make?", he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A poster."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh, isn't that what a poster maker is for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-2832501217419976214?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2832501217419976214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=2832501217419976214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2832501217419976214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2832501217419976214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/duh.html' title='duh.....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-7966527897367594671</id><published>2009-09-18T08:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T09:03:31.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules</title><content type='html'>Do you follow them?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking the speed limit, but I guess that would count....speed limit would negate all that I'm about to discuss!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me preface this with, I am an observer of people and I find some of the following "incidents" interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to watch how some people at my place of employment, follow the rules and some don't.  Some are minor infractions, and only once in awhile.....others are ALL the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a late person or an on time person? We have some folks that roll in late (more than 5 or 10 min.) on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a dress code, as most companies do....and jeans are only allowed on Fridays.  I see jeans ALL the time and I even see SHORTS! (and not from the coaching staff!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have set work hours (from X time to Y time)....and I see people leave DAILY before the buses are even gone (which is about 30 min early)!  I know things come up and life gets in the way and you have to re-adjust your schedule...but EVERY day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I ponder this is b/c I just KNOW that if I wore jeans on a day other than Friday, I'd get called in about it.  If I was late, called in on it.  Left early, called in on it.  I'd just like to know what is going on in some people's minds that they don't have issue with any of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! Have an outstanding FRIDAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-7966527897367594671?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7966527897367594671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=7966527897367594671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7966527897367594671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7966527897367594671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/rules.html' title='Rules'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-5632593062118530945</id><published>2009-09-15T02:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T02:25:00.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a bar that separates the kitchen and living room. The wall under the bar is filthy and I've wanted hubby to tile it since we moved into the house. Well, almost three years later, I finally figured out that wasn't going to happen. Yes, I know I'm slow! :-) I found this faux technique and did the wall. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379589738053006370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SqgkXU38dCI/AAAAAAAAAlU/7-r-Vtl9xeE/s200/P9090089.JPG" /&gt;We all LOVE it....so much so that we decided to paint the ENTIRE interior of our house. Yes, you may laugh at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masterbedroom: DONE. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379589727875798882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SqgkWu9gl2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/3GWW5O8vkNY/s200/P9090086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall: DONE &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379589747892051074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SqgkX5hwXII/AAAAAAAAAlc/NnfEU0xxSOw/s200/P9090087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entryway: DONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen: Not done....and now hubby has left on a major job for work for 8-10 weeks........as if I'm going to climb a 6 ft. ladder and finish it!!! All that is left is the small inch or so next to the ceiling!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379589757226570466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SqgkYcTR0uI/AAAAAAAAAlk/lco5JjAl9B0/s200/P9090088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living room: not even started, but that's better than not being finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOHHHHHH how I hate unfinished projects that I can't finish!!! So, should your honey do list not be long enough, feel free to send him my way and I can find plenty o' work for him! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-5632593062118530945?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5632593062118530945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=5632593062118530945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5632593062118530945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5632593062118530945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/painting.html' title='Painting'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SqgkXU38dCI/AAAAAAAAAlU/7-r-Vtl9xeE/s72-c/P9090089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-4885824317379080582</id><published>2009-09-14T02:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T02:17:00.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uninvited Guests</title><content type='html'>We have uninvited guests in our attic and garage: MICE!!!  Cute in a story, not when they are leaving poop on your stuff and it is just plain creepy!!!! Thank the Lord they've never ventured into the casa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've set traps and have moved onto poison.  You can see holes in the insulation where they are burrowing!!  I have stuff up in the attic that I need to get to, but I won't go up there b/c I don't want to accidentally run into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think we have curbed the problem, but they have now decided they like the view from the pool and are burrowing in the dirt between the pool and flower bed!!!  YIKES!  Silly little creatures.  So, now there is poison hidden out there (have child, don't want her or the dog getting ahold of it!).  Not my idea of fun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-4885824317379080582?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4885824317379080582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=4885824317379080582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4885824317379080582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4885824317379080582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/uninvited-guests.html' title='Uninvited Guests'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-6964436265160002452</id><published>2009-09-13T02:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T02:14:00.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sqf_IuPsYmI/AAAAAAAAAlE/LwuDYPZZD2o/s1600-h/KITCHENLYNETTE20090820134402390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379548805235237474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sqf_IuPsYmI/AAAAAAAAAlE/LwuDYPZZD2o/s200/KITCHENLYNETTE20090820134402390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ETA of Baby Girl: January 17, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-6964436265160002452?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6964436265160002452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=6964436265160002452' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6964436265160002452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6964436265160002452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sqf_IuPsYmI/AAAAAAAAAlE/LwuDYPZZD2o/s72-c/KITCHENLYNETTE20090820134402390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1061784120169780085</id><published>2009-09-12T02:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T02:11:00.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirates</title><content type='html'>Did you know that at our local Home Depot we have pirates?  Well we have at least one, according to my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are strolling through the HM, in the ORANGE car-cart (which, BTW, is not easy to manage) and there is a gentleman with a lot of hair, not well brushed and a very unkept beard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Momma, is he a pirate?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, did he hear that????  Is he going to come and get us? "No baby, he's not a pirate."  And walk as quickly away as we can!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-1061784120169780085?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1061784120169780085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1061784120169780085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1061784120169780085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1061784120169780085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/pirates.html' title='Pirates'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-5069838124368208703</id><published>2009-09-11T02:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:10:00.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Compliments</title><content type='html'>How well do you take them?  When someone gives you a compliment, do you say a thank you and let it go?  Or are you like me and have to explain where it came from, or how old it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to others and I'm not the only one with this weird problem.  By why is this????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just pondering.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-5069838124368208703?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5069838124368208703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=5069838124368208703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5069838124368208703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5069838124368208703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/compliments.html' title='Compliments'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-8578358207879152551</id><published>2009-09-10T04:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T04:58:00.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-dresser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SqgmE1zQ3mI/AAAAAAAAAmE/CnIp3jXWz_Q/s1600-h/P9080085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379591619497483874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SqgmE1zQ3mI/AAAAAAAAAmE/CnIp3jXWz_Q/s200/P9080085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SqgmEeMEJmI/AAAAAAAAAl8/QxvKPCnKBE0/s1600-h/P9080083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379591613159056994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SqgmEeMEJmI/AAAAAAAAAl8/QxvKPCnKBE0/s200/P9080083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a dress from Hawaii (her dancing dress as she calls it), a pair of purple leggings and slippers! This is what she wore to school today (minus the shoes b/c it was actually raining when we left the house and she didn't want to get them wet!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SqglYCmS3WI/AAAAAAAAAl0/KznMUYNf1rM/s1600-h/P9080083.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SqglXQFUt0I/AAAAAAAAAls/TWjxyT_FQ5U/s1600-h/P9080085.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-8578358207879152551?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8578358207879152551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=8578358207879152551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8578358207879152551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8578358207879152551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/self-dresser.html' title='Self-dresser'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SqgmE1zQ3mI/AAAAAAAAAmE/CnIp3jXWz_Q/s72-c/P9080085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-7255981381975944801</id><published>2009-09-09T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:45:52.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Comments Necessary</title><content type='html'>So....yes, I am WELL aware of the distance between posts.  You think that I don't realize this?  If I told you my life was hectic, would you believe it?  It is, but whose isn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I need a Blog Babysitter, to come occupy my child for a small bit of time while I blog.  Crazy, huh?  I have a LIST of things to blog about...just not the time.  By the time child is in bed, I'm too exhausted to even THINK about getting on the computer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes, feel sorry for me and pray that I find the strength to find my blog list and get off my duff and post!!!  Love ya and miss ya!!! :-)  AND have LOTS to tell ya about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-7255981381975944801?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7255981381975944801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=7255981381975944801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7255981381975944801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7255981381975944801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-comments-necessary.html' title='No Comments Necessary'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-8430003169413467520</id><published>2009-08-05T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:09:00.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have one yet?</title><content type='html'>I'm not a fan of video games.....has a lot to do with the fact that I dated a guy that could play for hours on end and never know the world was crashing down around him.  So, I swore that there would never be one in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months back, we were at some friends' house and we played on their Wii.  OMG, what a fun time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I bought myself one for my birthday. I LOVE it.  I don't play it all the time.  But, I did get the EA Sport so that I can do some sort of exercise out of the heat!  It isn't the same as running, but it is better than nothing and it is a lot more than the Wii Fit (that's just fun!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have one, I would HIGHLY recommend getting one.  There are games for almost all ages.  Little has a Dora game, but she's not that into it.  I'm more than ok with that.  I usually play it when she is napping; it is just easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-8430003169413467520?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8430003169413467520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=8430003169413467520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8430003169413467520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8430003169413467520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-you-have-one-yet.html' title='Do you have one yet?'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-5617724714806027938</id><published>2009-08-04T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:06:00.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet Update</title><content type='html'>Well, we are going to post pone going to ballet just yet.  Don't worry, I haven't given up my quest, but we have a lot on our plate right now and I think that I'll have a better chance of convincing him of it in the spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rec'd a lot of funny comments about it and I'll keep you in the loop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-5617724714806027938?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5617724714806027938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=5617724714806027938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5617724714806027938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5617724714806027938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/08/ballet-update.html' title='Ballet Update'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-582126990036424111</id><published>2009-08-03T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:04:00.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio Days</title><content type='html'>We are sitting at dinner and Little is singing, LOUDLY.  I ask her to please not sing so loudly, please eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok, mamma, I'll turn it down."  She then proceeds to "turn down the knob". "Is this better, mamma?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. But, why don't we turn it off during dinner?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok."  And then pushes the "off button".  Makes a square in the air, "This is my radio."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malc and I looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh!!!! So now during dinner we have to ask her to either turn down her radio or turn it off; and she pushes the appropriate button!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-582126990036424111?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/582126990036424111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=582126990036424111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/582126990036424111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/582126990036424111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/08/radio-days.html' title='Radio Days'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1598932304271207732</id><published>2009-08-02T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:03:58.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three months later......</title><content type='html'>....it has been over three months since I went to yoga.  I know, shame on me.  I went Saturday morning and boy could I tell it has been awhile!  I'm not a very bendy person to begin with, but to not do this for a few months makes it even worse!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed it, but I'm feeling it today!  I have it on my Wii, but just isn't quite the same! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-1598932304271207732?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1598932304271207732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1598932304271207732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1598932304271207732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1598932304271207732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-months-later.html' title='Three months later......'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-6401144153494330397</id><published>2009-07-23T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:07:00.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Ballet or not to ballet</title><content type='html'>I went by a ballet studio last week to get info regarding classes for Little.  I was so pumped, they have a class starting in August. This is a small class and in September the class will have almost double the amount of students.  What a perfect transition for her to learn some of the basics of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mom all about it.  This is a real ballet studio: specific uniform, must be bought at a certain store, the girls must have their hair pulled back, slick, in a bun!  What fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mention it to hubby.  Oh HE%&amp;amp; no, that's too "girlie!"  She doesn't need that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!  TOO GIRLIE!!!  Whatever.  So, we've been having a "discussion" about this for a week now: football players take ballet, it is good foundation for any other sport, Mia Hamm was in ballet as a young girl, if she doesn't like it we pull her out b/c we pay tuition by the month......you get the picture.  So then I throw out: if we have a son, he can't play football b/c it is too "boyie", right?  Stumped him, he was almost speechless and then came back with "that's different." Nope, it's not....but I think I made headway! I'll keep you posted on my progress!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-6401144153494330397?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6401144153494330397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=6401144153494330397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6401144153494330397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6401144153494330397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-ballet-or-not-to-ballet.html' title='To Ballet or not to ballet'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-109643222093458001</id><published>2009-07-22T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T19:04:00.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Swimmer</title><content type='html'>This is my little fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-32efac229dfdcad1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D32efac229dfdcad1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331727549%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CBBE8242A98F098FF810838E9DAC71D7EEA5495.AD14FAFA22459252F739A67538C7164FBF3662F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D32efac229dfdcad1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Djj3ewBvsS9skoia-sKYxMz7c3O4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D32efac229dfdcad1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331727549%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5CBBE8242A98F098FF810838E9DAC71D7EEA5495.AD14FAFA22459252F739A67538C7164FBF3662F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D32efac229dfdcad1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Djj3ewBvsS9skoia-sKYxMz7c3O4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-109643222093458001?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=32efac229dfdcad1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/109643222093458001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=109643222093458001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/109643222093458001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/109643222093458001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-little-swimmer.html' title='My Little Swimmer'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-8149670334401255216</id><published>2009-07-21T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:01:00.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the MAP!!</title><content type='html'>I am SOOO very excited b/c we have a Thai restaurant in town.  To some folks, that might not be a big deal, but to me this is HUGE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went by last week and they were closed: Grand Opening on Monday, July 20th!!!  So, guess where I went to lunch on Monday???  You got it!  I got it to go.  The place was PACKED, took a little long for my order, but it was worth the wait!!!  I will be going back there OFTEN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never had Thai food, it isn't Chinese.  It is much lighter, more noodles and veggies.  But OHHHHH so TASTY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come and visit and we'll go eat there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-8149670334401255216?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8149670334401255216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=8149670334401255216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8149670334401255216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8149670334401255216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-map.html' title='On the MAP!!'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-6608554214149252504</id><published>2009-07-20T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:01:28.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you ever wonder.....</title><content type='html'>....why it is mainly men who find it necessary to run down a street with bulls racing after them in Spain?  I'd love to go to Spain, but not to run with the bulls! There are a few women, but over 90% of the participants are men.  Go figure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-6608554214149252504?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6608554214149252504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=6608554214149252504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6608554214149252504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6608554214149252504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/07/did-you-ever-wonder.html' title='Did you ever wonder.....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3237046415565751657</id><published>2009-07-10T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:09:00.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we truly surprised</title><content type='html'>I was reading my Reader's Digest the other day and came across a small tidbit of information, that made me really wonder why we are surprised at the finacial situation our country is in, especially considering who we (I use this term loosely) elected for office!  The mini-article was about folks that call 911 for their "emergency." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both people called 911.  Why? The first one b/c the drive thru didn't have LEMONAID!!!  The second one was b/c the person couldn't get through to vote on their favorite person on the reality game show they were watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY, REALLY,....and we are SURPRISED at the state of our nation?  I think there should be a test, nothing that complex, that you have to take prior to being given the right to vote.  Why?  Because if you think that either one of these situations even REMOTELY seem like an emergency, you shouldn' t be able to vote. We really all need to pray a whole, whole lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3237046415565751657?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3237046415565751657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3237046415565751657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3237046415565751657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3237046415565751657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-we-truly-surprised.html' title='Are we truly surprised'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1959375286020943231</id><published>2009-07-09T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:09:20.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighbor Update</title><content type='html'>So, I did some research, and as I stated, we don't have a HOA, but there are deed restrictions.  So, IF someone wanted to get technical, we aren't to have a boat in the drive...but neither is anyone else to have a boat, a camper, an 18 wheeler (regardless if just for a few hours), work vehicles, etc......there is a "group" that is comprised of lawyers by the original developer....but unless they do something....ain't nothing gonna be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My swim parents have been more than accomodating about parking and not walking through the anyone's yard but mine.  So, we'll see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-1959375286020943231?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1959375286020943231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1959375286020943231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1959375286020943231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1959375286020943231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/07/neighbor-update.html' title='Neighbor Update'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-12224947209083929</id><published>2009-07-05T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:29:35.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>I caught the tail end of &lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/article/oprahshow/20090311-tows-mom-truth"&gt;Oprah&lt;/a&gt; yesterday and it was about moms and confessions they made about parenthood (more on that later).  Anyway, there is a mom in Utah that has a &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Dooce.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; that makes over $40,000/month. on advertising from her blog!  OMG, how in the world?  She has this HUGE following and she and her husband don't work b/c she obviously makes so much money from her blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't had a chance to visit it...but I want to see it just to see what' the hype is all about....wow, I just can't imagine. I'll visit it in the next few days, you go too and let's chat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-12224947209083929?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/12224947209083929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=12224947209083929' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/12224947209083929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/12224947209083929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-4246907142740274221</id><published>2009-07-04T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:20:40.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!!!</title><content type='html'>I want to wish you all a happy and relazing 4th of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to all take a moment and thank our veterans and current service members and their families for all of the sacrifices they continue to make so that we can continue to have days, weekends like this with all of our families and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank GOD for our wonderful country that we live in and I pray for all service members and all those in government offices that make huge decisions for all of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-4246907142740274221?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4246907142740274221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=4246907142740274221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4246907142740274221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4246907142740274221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th!!!'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-6784883581527509981</id><published>2009-06-24T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:43:47.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Question</title><content type='html'>I know, I know....where have I been?  In the pool, that's where and I can't bring the laptop with me!  ha, ha.....I think of things to write about at the weirdest times....and so it never gets done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, taking a shower tonight and I am starting to use new face products...I feel like the sun is just eating away at me and I wear a TON of sun screen, surf shirts, hats......so as little sun as possible is getting to me.....and I'm looking around the shower and I have a handful of gels, scrubs (both face and body), bars of soaps.....what to do with it all?  I love all of this stuff, but I RARELY use it.  What do you do?  Do you have a ton of this stuff in your shower?  How do you choose what goes in the shower and what doesn't?  Do you pick a new gel each day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, this is random, but this is what goes through my head....don't worry, I have a lot of ponderings going through my little raisin of a brain, so stay tuned for more!! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-6784883581527509981?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6784883581527509981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=6784883581527509981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6784883581527509981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6784883581527509981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/06/weird-question.html' title='Weird Question'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-8882587585960579027</id><published>2009-06-12T02:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T02:11:00.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighbor Problems</title><content type='html'>Going through the mail last night and had a weird envelope that just had our house address, no name on it.  No return address, no nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open the letter up and it is addressed to: Dear neighbor....blah, blah, blah, you aren't supposed to have boats in the driveway, according to "the rules and regulations." and then more blah, blah, blah, you are running a business and more cars parked on the street, and blah, blah, blah, work truck and trailer parked on street.  Signed, "neighbors."  No name, no nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed it to my hubby and he laughed b/c we don't have a homeowners organization and we don't have rules and regulations.  So, not sure where the letter writer is getting this from.  Wouldn't it have been more pro-active to approach us?  The most cars out front at a time is three b/c there isn't a lot of overlap of parents and lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emailed all my swim parents and told them to make sure they watch their parking, they can even double park behind me. We moved the boat to the side yard and the other truck is parked in the drive. We will do our best, but we live here so we want to keep the peace. I daresay when anyone on our street has company, there is limited parking on the street.  We are the only boat on the block, but not in the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, if you have a problem with someone, just go to them.  It was pretty spineless of them to write an anonymous letter, especially one with false information!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-8882587585960579027?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8882587585960579027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=8882587585960579027' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8882587585960579027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8882587585960579027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/06/neighbor-problems.html' title='Neighbor Problems'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-2190630472247955669</id><published>2009-06-11T02:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T02:03:01.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>On Monday I started my summer swim schedule.  I had over 25 new students.  The first day is more for the parents b/c I have to explain all the paperwork and procedures with ISR lessons.  Then I get in the pool a few minutes with the students and then hop out of the pool and begin the same routine with the next set of parents.  Makes for a tiring day, not to mention the fact that I'm swimming at two different pools, in addition to my own pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was much smoother and we are well on our way!  I already have students almost floating.....it is so very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some interesting parents and students.  I have to say my most challenging set of students is a family of three boys, ages 8 mo - 5 yrs.  They only speak Spanish.  If you know me, I speak very little and I have a very nice Texas twang to it!  So, here I am with my limited Spanish trying to encourage them to "float like a starfish" and lots of buenos! It is stressful.  I pulled "alto" out of somewhere today (means stop) b/c the oldest was grabbing and holding onto my swim shirt and wouldn't let go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, it is tiring, but very rewarding.  It is going to be a fun filled, exciting summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-2190630472247955669?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2190630472247955669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=2190630472247955669' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2190630472247955669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2190630472247955669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/06/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1514476636884297354</id><published>2009-06-10T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T14:03:37.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sack Lunches</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I thank all the veterans and soldiers that keep our country safe and lay their lives on the line so that we may live the life we do.  Enjoy the story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned seat. It was going to be a long flight... 'I'm glad I have a good book to read Perhaps I will get a short nap,' I thought.        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before take-off, a line of soldiers came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me.  I decided to start a  conversation.  'Where are you headed?' I asked the soldier seated nearest to me.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Petawawa.  We'll be there for two weeks for special training, and then we're being deployed to Afghanistan       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that sack lunches were available for five dollars.  It would be several hours before we reached the east, and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I reached for my wallet, I overheard soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch.  'No, that seems like a lot of money for just a sack lunch. Probably   wouldn't be worth five bucks.  I'll wait till we  get to base '    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His friend agreed.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around at the other soldiers. None were buying lunch. I walked to the back of the plane and handed the flight attendant a fifty dollar bill.   'Take a lunch to all those soldiers.'  She grabbed my arms and squeezed tightly.  Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me. 'My son was a soldier in Iraq ; it's almost like you are doing it for him.'   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up ten sacks, she headed up the aisle to where the soldiers were seated.  She stopped at my seat and asked, 'Which do you like best - beef or chicken?'    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Chicken,' I replied, wondering why she asked.  She turned and went to the front of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from first class.  This is your thanks.'      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading  for the rest room.  A  man stopped me..  'I saw what you did.  I want to be part of it.  Here, take this.'  He handed me twenty-five dollars.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after I returned to my  seat, I saw the Flight Captain coming down the aisle, looking  at the aisle numbers as he walked, I hoped he was not looking  for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of the plane.  When he got t o my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand, and said, 'I want to shake your hand..'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Quickly unfastening my seatbelt I stood and took the Captain's hand. With a booming voice he said, 'I was a soldier and I was a military pilot. Once, someone bought me a lunch.  It was an act of kindness I never forgot.'  I was embarrassed when applause was heard from all of the passengers.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs. A man who was seated about six rows in front of me reached o ut his hand, wanting to shake mine.  He left another twenty-five dollars in my palm.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we landed I gathered my belongings and started to deplane..Waiting  just inside the airplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word.Another twenty-five dollars!   Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip to the base.  I walked over to them and handed them seventy-five  dollars. 'It will take you some time to reach the base. It will be about time for a sandwich.  God Bless You.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten young men left that flight feeling the love and respect of their fellow travelers.  As I walked briskly to my car, I whispered a prayer for their safe return.  These soldiers were giving their all for our country.  I could only give  them a couple of meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seemed so little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veteran is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank check  made payable to 'The United States of America ' for an amount of 'up to and including my life.'   That is Honor, and there are way too many people in this country who no longer understand it..'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-1514476636884297354?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1514476636884297354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1514476636884297354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1514476636884297354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1514476636884297354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/06/sack-lunches.html' title='The Sack Lunches'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-56167619328080668</id><published>2009-06-05T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:13:55.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News Coverage</title><content type='html'>KSAT came out to the house on Thursday and taped a lesson and did interviews.  I think that it went GREAT.  I was the intro story on the 10 p.m. news AND they aired it again at NOON!!!  Yippee!!!! Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.ksat.com/news/19663490/detail.html"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;to the story. Enjoy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-56167619328080668?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/56167619328080668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=56167619328080668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/56167619328080668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/56167619328080668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/06/news-coverage.html' title='News Coverage'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-4810559535487558425</id><published>2009-06-04T02:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T02:44:00.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One thing I'll miss.....</title><content type='html'>....not going to miss a lot from this past year...more to come as time passes.....but there is one sight that I will miss if only for the chuckles at 7:25 in the morning.....there is a crossing guard that is an elderly lady.  She is almost scary; won't wave, doesn't smile.  But, she does calistenics on the side of the road, dances by herself and it is HILARIOUS.....she needs to work on her crossing guard skills b/c she'll see kids a block away and make you stop for them and get the kids to run across.  Wouldn't it be safer just to wait 'til they get to the corner????  I'm afraid they will trip, fall and hurt themselves. Alas, I'm just a driver noticing things in the 'hood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-4810559535487558425?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4810559535487558425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=4810559535487558425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4810559535487558425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4810559535487558425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-thing-ill-miss.html' title='One thing I&apos;ll miss.....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3271660819474361837</id><published>2009-06-03T02:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T02:38:00.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty training woes....</title><content type='html'>Is it really THIS hard to go potty?  She's PERFECT at the sitter.....doesn't even wet during nap time.....unfortunately, she WILL NOT poop on the potty.  Not scared, just won't.  Will NOT tell you when she has to go (just right afterwards)!  Doesn't matter if she's in panties or diapers....poops.....do you know how GROSS this is???? I do and it is something I can very well do without in my life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought stamps and she gets one stamp for pee, two for poop.....we only earn one at a time.  She'll tell you how many she can earn, just won't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookies at the sitter if she poops on the potty....no cookies and is mad at sitter, "going to tell my mommy" b/c sitter won't give her any cookies!!!  OMG, REALLY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any, any, any words of advice would help and be appreciated.  I'm all about bribing, but just don't know what the motivator will be.  We were at a neighbor's house playing yesterday and she pooped in her panties....swooped her out the door, went home, bathed and straight to bed.  Oh, my, how unhappy she was....but it won't fix the problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3271660819474361837?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3271660819474361837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3271660819474361837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3271660819474361837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3271660819474361837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/06/potty-training-woes.html' title='Potty training woes....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-5468926721767165786</id><published>2009-06-02T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:38:55.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the longest week EVER</title><content type='html'>....I don't think that time could pass any slower than it is this week.  I've finished all my testing, have to finish writing one report......99% of my room is packed, will take the rest home tomorrow.......sit at my computer all day trying to find things to do......VERY excited about next week b/c I'll be swimming FOREVER every day!!!  Still trying to work out some times for KENS to do their interview; it won't be until next week.  Still crunching numbers in my little brain to make this "swim thing" work!  I feel good about it and I think that's the direction we are heading.  I woke up at 4:00 a.m. with it RUNNING through my head!!!  Talk about torture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I appreciate all the positive vibes and prayers you are all sending me! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-5468926721767165786?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5468926721767165786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=5468926721767165786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5468926721767165786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5468926721767165786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/06/longest-week-ever.html' title='the longest week EVER'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-8254028032539716539</id><published>2009-06-01T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:13:51.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>I don't ask for help very often (which can be both good and bad), but I'm at a cross-roads in my career and need some prayers to help me hear what path God wants me to take....here's the deal, in a nut shell: I've resigned from my current position, looking for another teaching position; I have a FULL, FULL book of swimming this summer, in fact, had to take my name off of the instructor locator page b/c I'm too full!!!  KENS 5 (local news station) wants to do a full blown piece on me (YEAH!).....so, do I take the step off of the cliff and look for a semi-permanant pool in SA to swim all year/into the fall, or do I keep on looking for a teaching position and swim only in the evenings and the summer......these are my options that I am praying about and need your prayers, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a bunch and I hope everyone has an OUTSTANDING day/week!! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-8254028032539716539?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8254028032539716539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=8254028032539716539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8254028032539716539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8254028032539716539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/06/prayer-request.html' title='Prayer Request'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-4357136979275733304</id><published>2009-05-31T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T08:57:01.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the games begin.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3w7mr6pyI/AAAAAAAAAks/KKdYXRo0_tM/s1600-h/P5230039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340689639918970658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3w7mr6pyI/AAAAAAAAAks/KKdYXRo0_tM/s200/P5230039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3w7PjaVUI/AAAAAAAAAkk/bh5Yw-ku1jA/s1600-h/P5230036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340689633709282626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3w7PjaVUI/AAAAAAAAAkk/bh5Yw-ku1jA/s200/P5230036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Lake LBJ with my husband's family for the weekend. When we got there, Nana announced that we were starting a new tradition: Memorial Games. The games consisted of hula hoop, egg walk/race, and washer pitchin'. Washers was a team event that Malc and I placed 2nd (yes, I had to carry the team a few times, not good!). I made 3rd in hula hoop and 3rd in the egg race.....so, when the points were tallied: I WON!!!! YIPEE. We even have a plaque and MY NAME will be the FIRST name on it. Little got in on the action with the egg walk. There are videos of the hula hoop that I'll post when I get them! 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340688018344882082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3vdN2hr6I/AAAAAAAAAkc/wtZpmhWB5DU/s200/P5230025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3vc5Q40ZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/kstvQ7jE_tU/s1600-h/P5230022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340688012818305426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3vc5Q40ZI/AAAAAAAAAkU/kstvQ7jE_tU/s200/P5230022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3vcvuWAOI/AAAAAAAAAkM/X5DXXLm7hTs/s1600-h/P5220018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340688010257498338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3vcvuWAOI/AAAAAAAAAkM/X5DXXLm7hTs/s200/P5220018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-6308564628706231018?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6308564628706231018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=6308564628706231018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6308564628706231018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6308564628706231018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-fun.html' title='Memorial Day Fun'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3vdN2hr6I/AAAAAAAAAkc/wtZpmhWB5DU/s72-c/P5230025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-2911040594715237091</id><published>2009-05-29T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:48:00.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Babylympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3ux2lzERI/AAAAAAAAAkE/GHcy8sPnIOA/s1600-h/P5170005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340687273366327570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3ux2lzERI/AAAAAAAAAkE/GHcy8sPnIOA/s200/P5170005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3uxtZ6DRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/QDIEvTUiO0s/s1600-h/P5170008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340687270900534546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3uxtZ6DRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/QDIEvTUiO0s/s200/P5170008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3uxKGnXwI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Ur6X2D-XuR8/s1600-h/P5170016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340687261424377602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3uxKGnXwI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Ur6X2D-XuR8/s200/P5170016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago (yes, weeks) we had the honor of going to Little's big "show off" of her gymnastics skills. I'd like to say that things went well, but she is two and grandparents were there, along with tons of other people and she acted her age for a large portion of the time! But, here are some photos anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-2911040594715237091?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2911040594715237091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=2911040594715237091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2911040594715237091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2911040594715237091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/05/babylympics.html' title='Babylympics'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3ux2lzERI/AAAAAAAAAkE/GHcy8sPnIOA/s72-c/P5170005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1213278798814098037</id><published>2009-05-28T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T08:39:00.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3tVjYvvWI/AAAAAAAAAjs/jXLYgpzNFu4/s1600-h/P5010004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340685687663344994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3tVjYvvWI/AAAAAAAAAjs/jXLYgpzNFu4/s200/P5010004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3tVUltH1I/AAAAAAAAAjk/5tyvQThONHs/s1600-h/P5010002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340685683691167570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3tVUltH1I/AAAAAAAAAjk/5tyvQThONHs/s200/P5010002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-1213278798814098037?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1213278798814098037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1213278798814098037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1213278798814098037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1213278798814098037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/05/working-hard.html' title='Working hard'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sh3tVjYvvWI/AAAAAAAAAjs/jXLYgpzNFu4/s72-c/P5010004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-6494045627410452302</id><published>2009-05-27T20:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:39:36.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Banking</title><content type='html'>Money, money, money.....never have enough, someone always wants some from you, right?  Well, I opened up a Chase account b/c I got this nifty coupon for a FREE $150 if I opened an account.  I'm game, who doesn't want a FREE $150.  Also, there is a branch that is MUCH closer than my current bank and it makes my life easier when I have to make my swim deposits.  There is this COOOOOL feature: you can deposit checks via the ATM (not in an envelope, but just the checks straight into the machine) and it shows you the checks and you can even print out a receipt with the checks on it!  Ok, so maybe your bank does this already, but mine doesn't and I think this ROCKS.  It can take up to 30 checks at a time!  I love technology!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-6494045627410452302?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6494045627410452302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=6494045627410452302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6494045627410452302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6494045627410452302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/05/banking.html' title='Banking'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-7994967980674141805</id><published>2009-05-22T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:03:34.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout Out!!!</title><content type='html'>I want to give a shout out to my sister-in-law Jenni.  She has started a &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.go2girlassistant.com"&gt;new business&lt;/a&gt; and if you live in the New Braunfels area, and need some help getting everything done, feel free to contact her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-7994967980674141805?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7994967980674141805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=7994967980674141805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7994967980674141805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7994967980674141805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/05/shout-out.html' title='Shout Out!!!'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3499740468889807162</id><published>2009-05-17T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:14:20.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Target Deals</title><content type='html'>Ok, not sure if you've ever checked out &lt;a href="http://www.littlepeoplewealth.com/"&gt;Little People Wealth&lt;/a&gt;, but if you haven't you MUST.  I'm on her email list and I was scrolling through today's news and she has these GREAT Target deals.  I don't go to Target much b/c they built a new one and it isn't around the corner from me anymore.....not a bad deal b/c when I go to Target I always seem to find a ton of things me and Little just MUST have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you want to get some GREAT Target deals, go to &lt;a href="http://www.littlepeoplewealth.com/2009/05/target-coupon-matchup-special_16.html"&gt;Little People Wealth Target Coupon Match-up. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3499740468889807162?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3499740468889807162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3499740468889807162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3499740468889807162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3499740468889807162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/05/target-deals.html' title='Target Deals'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-5452295017101389716</id><published>2009-05-16T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:34:55.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary observation</title><content type='html'>I had parent pick-up duty this past week.  For those of you who don't know what that is, that's the HUGE line of cars that would rather pick up their children than let them ride a bus or walk home. Teachers are on duty to help the kids get to the right car and inside the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some scary observations:&lt;br /&gt;*some of these parents don't look old enough to drive&lt;br /&gt;*lots of kids not buckled up nor in child booster seats...some young enough that aren't even in car seats! (I'm referring to the kids that I'm helping get in and the younger siblings that are already in the car)&lt;br /&gt;*wow, the majority of folks have MESSY/FILTHY cars (not talking about the outside, the inside)&lt;br /&gt;*some of the electronics are worth more than the car&lt;br /&gt;*isn't limo tint illegal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some casual observations as I helped the kiddos into their cars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-5452295017101389716?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5452295017101389716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=5452295017101389716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5452295017101389716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5452295017101389716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/05/scary-observation.html' title='Scary observation'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3664445998938067008</id><published>2009-05-15T03:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T03:22:00.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Held Captive</title><content type='html'>.....have you seen the commercial where the people in the photos are talking about how long they've been on the digital camera?  I'm usually not one of those types of owners!  But alas, I am right now.  I usually diligently download, save to an organized folder and then blog.....but I haven't done step one, so the rest hasn't been following....oh, I do have a lot to show you!!! Hey, at least I'm starting to THINK about the fact that I need to download photos!  That's step one in a multi-step process, right?  Small, baby steps!!! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3664445998938067008?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3664445998938067008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3664445998938067008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3664445998938067008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3664445998938067008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/05/held-captive.html' title='Held Captive'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1913830249050218872</id><published>2009-05-14T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:22:04.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>I am so sorry that I haven't been keeping up with this....but life has been more than hectic, and we only have three more weeks of school (thank the good Lord for that!).  I'm trying to get my swim schedule set to begin the Monday after school let's out.....so, yes, my life is CRAZY right now.....but I love all of you and I promise more posts soon....it ain't like I don't have stuff to post, just don't have the time!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-1913830249050218872?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1913830249050218872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1913830249050218872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1913830249050218872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1913830249050218872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/05/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-7741065119199044039</id><published>2009-05-09T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:36:40.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost famous.....</title><content type='html'>.....so the &lt;a href="http://herald-zeitung.com/"&gt;NB Herald&lt;/a&gt; came out to my house yesterday to do a story.....it is in the paper today, on the &lt;a href="http://herald-zeitung.com/story.lasso?ewcd=2083c0b70d0ffb5b&amp;amp;-session=HeraldZeitung:4B26347D0c6dd207FCjQo22C844E"&gt;FRONT PAGE &lt;/a&gt;of the paper.  The girl at HEB made sure that I wanted to purchase all FIVE copies that I bought!!!!  ummmm, yes, that's me on the front!!  It isn't a great picture of me, but, then again, it isn't about me, it is about promoting ISR!!! Let me know if you want an autograph! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-7741065119199044039?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7741065119199044039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=7741065119199044039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7741065119199044039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7741065119199044039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost-famous.html' title='Almost famous.....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3293908271556962390</id><published>2009-05-08T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:42:45.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kudos</title><content type='html'>I just want to give a HUGE thanks to my swim moms that continue to blog, FaceBook, email and talk about me and ISR.  They are such an enormous asset to my business and spreading the word about this fantastic program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one mom that emails all of her MOPS moms and posts tons of photos on FaceBook.  I have another mom that passes out fliers at her Mother's Day out and at her Kindermusic classes.  And I have another mom that was very instrumental in contacting our local paper about ISR and getting me an interview &lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt; (will post link tomorrow!).  She also has contacted one of the local news stations about me, too.  And then there are ALL the other moms that just talk about me to their friends, their families and anyone they see, about the program. I have fliers in doctors' offices and in salons.  I have families discussing our program over barbeques.....it is just getting out there and I love all of them for talking about it and showing off the swimming and floating abilities of their children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want all of them to know how thankful I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3293908271556962390?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3293908271556962390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3293908271556962390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3293908271556962390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3293908271556962390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/05/kudos.html' title='Kudos'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-827805650524376269</id><published>2009-05-06T07:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T07:30:46.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation is over.....</title><content type='html'>We've been out of school for over a week.  You know what that means? A "to-do" list pages and pages long.....and along comes a stomach bug that knocks me on my seat....I was out with this yuck for almost a week.  I'm still not 100%, but I don't spend my days curled on the couch and/or in the bathroom, so I'm not complaining!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got "the call" last night and we have to report back to school on Thursday!!!  YIKES!!!!!!!  That's tomorrow!!!  What am I going to do?  I could SOOOO get used to this staying home gig; if only they'd pay me for it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, I'm glad they were precautious and canceled school and not take the chance of spreading this yucky flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get a ton of stuff done and there is still today and the list isn't complete (is it ever?)  You'd think with all of this time on my hands I'd have blogs out the whazoo for you...but alas, this is the first time in over a week that I've even read my blogs!  Sorry folks, I thought of you but didn't get around to you.  I'm telling you, I was SICK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only go back for one day b/c on Friday my dear hubby has his wisdom teeth pulled (ALL FOUR!). Yeah for me, huh?  I threatened to ship him back to his mom's and let her deal with his baby-ness! Pray for us; him for the surgery and me for my sanity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run.  Hugs to all and I'll be posting more soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-827805650524376269?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/827805650524376269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=827805650524376269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/827805650524376269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/827805650524376269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/05/vacation-is-over.html' title='Vacation is over.....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1851686582882089101</id><published>2009-04-24T05:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T05:56:00.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Fly a Kite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SevWgJtiIZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/mPaaN570ZwY/s1600-h/P4120020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326586832146801042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SevWgJtiIZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/mPaaN570ZwY/s200/P4120020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has been SOOOO very windly lately, we finally decided to take advantage of it!&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/1650429148334670654-1851686582882089101?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1851686582882089101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1851686582882089101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1851686582882089101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1851686582882089101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/go-fly-kite.html' title='Go Fly a Kite'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SevWgJtiIZI/AAAAAAAAAjc/mPaaN570ZwY/s72-c/P4120020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-2483714360352580936</id><published>2009-04-23T05:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T05:37:00.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Talk - Bonus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I finished reading a book on Sunday and figured if I didn't get this posted, it would never get posted!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326582179504317490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SevSRVRH5DI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ereNLP7yo7k/s200/519yCvaSk9L__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never read a Lisa Gardner book before and this one was recommended to me. Wow, what a page turner it was; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Say-Goodbye-Lisa-Gardner/dp/0553588095/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1240191514&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Say Goodbye&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a disturbing topic: a serial killer that is also a child molester.  I didn't know this when I started reading it and I think that your perspective changes once you have children.  When I realized this was part of the plot, I continued on.  This isn't a central theme of the book, catching the predator is.  She does an excellent job of twisting and turning the story, so that there are times that you really have to sit and ponder all the action that took place and you have to sketch it out in your head and see the big picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The serial killer is a crazy man (go figure) that also collects spiders.  Apparently this is pretty common on the US; approximately 1/3 of us have pet spiders!  Go figure b/c I hire a man to come in monthly and kill all the creepy things in my house.  You learn a lot about spiders and if you don't like spiders, I will give you fair warning about the topic.  At the beginning of each chapter there is a tidbit of information about spiders....things I'm thnking most of us can do without knowing!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it is a good read.  Even took it to the driving range so that I could finish reading it.  My hubby isn't a reader and thought I was the crazy one for toting around a book to the driving range!!!  If you want to be scared in the privacy of your home, read this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-2483714360352580936?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2483714360352580936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=2483714360352580936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2483714360352580936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2483714360352580936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-talk-bonus.html' title='Book Talk - Bonus'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SevSRVRH5DI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ereNLP7yo7k/s72-c/519yCvaSk9L__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-959525289275047665</id><published>2009-04-22T05:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T05:31:01.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Antics</title><content type='html'>To begin, Little thinks going to church is going to the circus.  She's been to both, but somehow calls them both the circus.  We are Lutheran, so our services are pretty straight forward and neutral.  No one is talking in tongues or doing other non-traditional types of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Maundy Thursday, we went to church.  There isn't child care for the evening services, so I packed her bag full of goodies so that she could sit with me in the sancturary; this would be a first.  I was nervous; it was an adventure for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth choir sang and as they came to a close, the entire church is silent and my child, YELLS, "YEAH!" and starts clapping her hands.  OMG, was I embarrassed.  You see, this is what we do during Kindermusic at the end of songs and in the car, so she felt this was the appropriate thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could hear the twitter of chuckles flowing through the church.  We survived.  Went back the following evening and there wasn't any loud outbursts!! :-)  Gotta love the little ones!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-959525289275047665?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/959525289275047665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=959525289275047665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/959525289275047665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/959525289275047665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/church-antics.html' title='Church Antics'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-4461729988832971147</id><published>2009-04-21T05:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T05:20:00.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SevQRxZ-_YI/AAAAAAAAAjM/eSd_-2BZOhI/s1600-h/51WJnTisEmL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326579988034420098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SevQRxZ-_YI/AAAAAAAAAjM/eSd_-2BZOhI/s200/51WJnTisEmL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished reading another Danielle Steel book about a month ago...and yes, it has taken me this long to write about it. The book was a rather good read, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Good-Woman-Danielle-Steel/dp/0385340265/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1240190757&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;A Good Woman&lt;/a&gt;. This is set in the early 1900's when times were very different for all of us. This woman endures a lot because she loses her family and her spot in society. This might not seem a lot to us, but in these times, that was a huge ordeal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;True to D. Steel fashion, our main character perseveres and comes out on top, but not before going through a lot of trials and tribulations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would recommend this book if you want a good story, not too romantic, but a feel good story in the end. It also makes you appreciate how far women have come in society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-4461729988832971147?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4461729988832971147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=4461729988832971147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4461729988832971147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4461729988832971147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-talk.html' title='Book Talk'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SevQRxZ-_YI/AAAAAAAAAjM/eSd_-2BZOhI/s72-c/51WJnTisEmL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-7233515899544037655</id><published>2009-04-19T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:40:33.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1, 2, 3, BLAST OFF</title><content type='html'>.....Little had her first plane ride today. She's off to Disney with Nanna and Papa.  They left this morning and Nanna sent me a text stating that she did very well and as the plane was taking off, she said, "1, 2, 3, BLAST OFF!" Rather, she YELLED this!  Gotta love a two year old's enthusiasm.....now what will mom do with an empty house for five days??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-7233515899544037655?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7233515899544037655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=7233515899544037655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7233515899544037655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7233515899544037655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-2-3-blast-off.html' title='1, 2, 3, BLAST OFF'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-8498586098397211435</id><published>2009-04-17T08:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T08:29:26.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Blog or Not To Blog</title><content type='html'>My husband isn't a fan of my blogging. He thinks the boogie man will come and get our daughter b/c of the pictures and posts on my blog. I don't comment to him on this........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have quite a few friends that are much younger than me and I would think they would be HUGE fans of blogging, but they barely know what a blog is....or FaceBook...or Twitter....etc......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blog b/c I'm a very opinionated person. (I know, this is SOOOO hard to believe.) In fact, my husband gets frustrated with me sometimes b/c I am so opinionated and I'm very black and white with many things.....but, after this many years, I'm not going to change!!!! My opinions have gotten me in trouble quite a few times, but I'm used to it by now. It is the folks around me that aren't always comfortable with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also blog b/c I do have family and friends near and far and I don't get to see/talk with them often and I want to be able to easily share my life and my family's life with them. I figure that I have it available, they have the responsibility to check in and see what is going on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like to share funny stories and make folks smile. (See, even for all my opinions, I'm really a nice person. Shhhh, don't let that get out b/c I'd hate for it to ruin my reputation!) ha, ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close friend of mine called me last night to tell me that my &lt;a href="http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-humor.html"&gt;Monday Humor&lt;/a&gt; made a dear friend of hers smile during his last days. He passed this week, due to cancer, but she shared my joke with him and he laughed. Her voice mail made me smile and nearly cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as we enjoy this much needed rain today, I hope that something you read here makes you smile and have a wonderful day!!  God bless you all!!!  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-8498586098397211435?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8498586098397211435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=8498586098397211435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8498586098397211435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8498586098397211435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-blog-or-not-to-blog.html' title='To Blog or Not To Blog'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3976605338241210230</id><published>2009-04-15T02:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T02:41:01.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This will make you feel old....</title><content type='html'>I went to a baby shower last weekend.  No big deal, right?  Well, it was of a former student.  Granted, I taught high school for four years and the majority of my students were juniors and seniors, so that makes many of them already in their 20's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to the shower, and my former student is very pregnant.  She looks adorable and the shower is beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what makes me feel old is that there were a total of three of my former students there and they had children ranging from 2 years old, to will be born next month! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm  not like some of the teachers I work with at my elementary school that have been teaching for so long that they are teaching the children of their former students!!  Now that would make me feel REALLY old!! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3976605338241210230?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3976605338241210230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3976605338241210230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3976605338241210230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3976605338241210230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-will-make-you-feel-old.html' title='This will make you feel old....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-7731047819405304815</id><published>2009-04-14T03:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T03:38:02.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;....yes, swimming in Texas in April. I'm already swimming my babies at my house. My child sees me come inside from swimming and proclaims she wants to swim. Sure thing, little too cold for recreational swimming....blah, blah, blah....I'm going to go change out of my wet suit. She then comes into my bathroom, butt naked, and tells me that she is ready to go swimming. Oh really. In that case, why don't we put on a swim suit???? Novel idea, right? So, I'm going to let her test the waters and make the choice of swim or no swim, in her NEW suit I bought her. She tells me she doesn't want that suit b/c it isn't hers. Yes, it is, I bought it for you. Nope, other one.....fine, I pull out her one from last year (OMG, what would fashion divas say??) and that's the one she wants. Off we go.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321681854982643106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sdppc53h3aI/AAAAAAAAAjE/pH-28Ezur9k/s200/P4030018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321681851896920162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdppcuX1eGI/AAAAAAAAAi8/lQwuYDhdn7U/s200/P4030019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Check out her hands....COLD!!!  She got this far and decided it was too much.  We'll try again in a few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-7731047819405304815?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7731047819405304815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=7731047819405304815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7731047819405304815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7731047819405304815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/swimming.html' title='Swimming....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sdppc53h3aI/AAAAAAAAAjE/pH-28Ezur9k/s72-c/P4030018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-6555664779868995102</id><published>2009-04-13T05:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T05:47:00.695-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Humor</title><content type='html'>Last year I replaced all the windows in my house with that expensivedouble-pane energy efficient kind, and today, I got a call from thecontractor who installed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was complaining that the work had beencompleted a whole year ago and I still hadn't paid for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellloooo,...just because I'mblonde doesn't mean that I am automatically stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I told him just what his fast talking sales guy had told me last year, that in ONE YEAR these windows would pay for themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helllooooo? It's been a year! I told him. There was only silence at the other end of the line, so I finally just hung up. He never called back. I bet he felt like an idiot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-6555664779868995102?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6555664779868995102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=6555664779868995102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6555664779868995102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6555664779868995102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-humor.html' title='Monday Humor'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-5167319308388020630</id><published>2009-04-10T05:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T05:38:00.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Ok to talk to her.....</title><content type='html'>My daughter isn't shy...in fact, if she says hello to you and you don't say hello, she'll keep saying hello, louder and louder, until you do. She does the same thing with "Excuse me" if she's trying to get by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to the conclusion that folks don't know how to handle a two year old that looks them in the eye and talks to them. I've had more people than I can count just ignore her, or just stare at her like she's an alien. It really baffles me. And bless her heart, she doesn't understand why they won't talk to her. Maybe they had too many lessons on "stranger danger" and they are afraid of a two year old stranger!!! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-5167319308388020630?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5167319308388020630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=5167319308388020630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5167319308388020630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5167319308388020630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-ok-to-talk-to-her.html' title='It&apos;s Ok to talk to her.....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-2403045306935157018</id><published>2009-04-09T05:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T05:40:01.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, my best friend's daughter had a birthday party and Cinderella came to help out. All of the girls are six and seven, so they are WAY into Cinderella and the entire princess thing. My child: not so much! She played and had a good time, but playing in the birthday girl's room with her toys was WAY more fun!! Ultimately, it was a huge success and everything turned out perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321403329564420466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlsIl1EqXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/bEKaIEqf2MQ/s200/P3270012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlsIYdq4jI/AAAAAAAAAis/WUfwuPsIV2I/s1600-h/P3270011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321403325976601138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlsIYdq4jI/AAAAAAAAAis/WUfwuPsIV2I/s200/P3270011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other kid's toys are so much more fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlsIDaaMJI/AAAAAAAAAik/qqjs_iEMGls/s1600-h/P3270007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321403320325779602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlsIDaaMJI/AAAAAAAAAik/qqjs_iEMGls/s200/P3270007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-2403045306935157018?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2403045306935157018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=2403045306935157018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2403045306935157018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2403045306935157018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/cinderella-birthday-party.html' title='Cinderella Birthday Party'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlsIl1EqXI/AAAAAAAAAi0/bEKaIEqf2MQ/s72-c/P3270012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3695252995677834989</id><published>2009-04-08T05:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T05:35:01.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running makes us tired.....</title><content type='html'>.....this is what running does to some members of my family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321401963606632290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sdlq5FPW52I/AAAAAAAAAic/rAppYKqqtyU/s200/P3210002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321401958569594450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sdlq4yebzlI/AAAAAAAAAiU/4P4NyAhAVt8/s200/P3210001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3695252995677834989?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3695252995677834989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3695252995677834989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3695252995677834989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3695252995677834989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/running-makes-us-tired.html' title='Running makes us tired.....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/Sdlq5FPW52I/AAAAAAAAAic/rAppYKqqtyU/s72-c/P3210002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3820207183147541992</id><published>2009-04-07T05:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T05:31:00.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Old Furniture</title><content type='html'>Last summer, my husband's grandmother gave us an entire bedroom set of furniture. I'm not into the French Provential White, so I said I'd re-do it....you know, in my spare time. So, I started into it, made a huge dent and then it sat there until Spring Break and guess what? I finished a piece of it. I'd love to show you befores...but I didn't think that far in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321401286577448066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlqRrHBZII/AAAAAAAAAiE/7DSaDgKZ-Gg/s200/P4050021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321401291548685682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlqR9oQdXI/AAAAAAAAAiM/j9QxY_rwP0g/s200/P4050020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I only have three more pieces to go!!! :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3820207183147541992?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3820207183147541992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3820207183147541992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3820207183147541992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3820207183147541992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-old-furniture.html' title='New Old Furniture'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlqRrHBZII/AAAAAAAAAiE/7DSaDgKZ-Gg/s72-c/P4050021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-4061916967034521675</id><published>2009-04-06T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T09:28:01.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute as a bunny!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlpGe3Z6mI/AAAAAAAAAh8/3Q4rTSy9CMQ/s1600-h/Easter_588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321399994800532066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlpGe3Z6mI/AAAAAAAAAh8/3Q4rTSy9CMQ/s200/Easter_588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlpGA-s9xI/AAAAAAAAAh0/hBrbire9oUY/s1600-h/Easter_581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321399986778076946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlpGA-s9xI/AAAAAAAAAh0/hBrbire9oUY/s200/Easter_581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlpGDlEDDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ve8GnpgaI3Q/s1600-h/Easter_592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321399987475844146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlpGDlEDDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ve8GnpgaI3Q/s200/Easter_592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlpF3w42PI/AAAAAAAAAhk/X24QbNEHILw/s1600-h/Easter_570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321399984304216306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlpF3w42PI/AAAAAAAAAhk/X24QbNEHILw/s200/Easter_570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always: &lt;a href="http://www.betruephotography.com/"&gt;Be True Photography&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-4061916967034521675?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4061916967034521675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=4061916967034521675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4061916967034521675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4061916967034521675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/cute-as-bunny.html' title='Cute as a bunny!!'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SdlpGe3Z6mI/AAAAAAAAAh8/3Q4rTSy9CMQ/s72-c/Easter_588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-5414032920348065006</id><published>2009-04-04T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:30:01.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedtime</title><content type='html'>My child doesn't like to sleep in her bed anymore. Nope, she'd rather sleep in her "house." It is a tent that her dad bought her for Christmas. I finally got around to making a pallet in it so that she wasn't sleeping on the floor. A few times I would let her fall asleep in her house and then move her to her bed. However, she'd wake up in the middle of the night, trod into my room and wake me up, and then tell me she wanted to be in her house. (Really, you have to wake me up to tell me this when you can just walk ten steps and go there yourself? Yes, she is still doing this weeks later!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think it is funny that she'd rather sleep on the floor than in a nice bed. Oh well, I really don't mind, what I do mind is that on a nightly basis, she comes in and wakes me up and first tries to get into bed with me, and when that doesn't work, tells me she wants to be in her house!!! Oh, to sleep the night through. I am back to having an infant and midnight feedings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-5414032920348065006?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5414032920348065006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=5414032920348065006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5414032920348065006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5414032920348065006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/bedtime.html' title='Bedtime'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3190407149284762318</id><published>2009-04-02T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T08:28:00.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know?</title><content type='html'>Did you know that you should take your vitamins at night so that your body has time to process them and you don't eliminate them????  That's the nice way of saying you don't pee them out!&lt;br /&gt; :-)  It's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that if you wake up around 4:00 a.m., you are better off staying away b/c you aren't able to complete a sleep cycle by the time your alarm goes off?  I know, we do it anyway b/c who the heck wants to get up at 4:00 a.m.???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd let you know these few bits of useful information. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3190407149284762318?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3190407149284762318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3190407149284762318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3190407149284762318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3190407149284762318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know?'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-58589536891541629</id><published>2009-04-01T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:27:47.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No sticker necessary</title><content type='html'>.....wow, how much we rely on technology!!!  My Blackberry, AKA my lifeline, broke today!  I talked to my sister at 7:45 this morning, rec'd a few emails and then I noticed nothing else was happening......I checked it out and on the screen it said, "No Service."  My friend teased me that I hadn't paid the bill (it had crossed my mind, so I called my husband and his phone worked!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered it down, took the battery out, went outside, even when I went to Cosco to get gas (which BTW is the BEST place to get gas b/c it is CHEAPER than most places), no signal, no service.  OMG, what to do????  I have two email accounts connected to this, texts, phone calls....all I had was my calendar and to-do list (whatever, can do w/o THOSE!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all is well, I went to the phone store, they did the same thing I did, and fiddled with the SIM card, and guess what?  It is broke.  Really, did you get a degree for knowing that?  Anyway, the lady was very nice and I have a new one on the way. YEAH me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-58589536891541629?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/58589536891541629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=58589536891541629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/58589536891541629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/58589536891541629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-sticker-necessary.html' title='No sticker necessary'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-4160297263551527660</id><published>2009-03-25T04:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T04:30:12.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Handicap Sticker Please</title><content type='html'>I need one of those hang tags for my car window.  It is really quite sad, but I have torn the nail on my left thumb so far down that I am unable to use it to text on my Blackberry.  If you text often, you know how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;debilitating&lt;/span&gt; this can be.  I'm wondering how soon I can get into the doctor and if he'll sign off on the form???  What do you think?  If you receive any texts from me, bear with me b/c I am having to type one-handed!  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-4160297263551527660?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4160297263551527660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=4160297263551527660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4160297263551527660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4160297263551527660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/handicap-sticker-please.html' title='Handicap Sticker Please'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-9011943956074732493</id><published>2009-03-24T02:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T02:21:08.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training Update</title><content type='html'>Wow, we have made a HUGE hurdle!  We are only in diapers at nap time and at night!!!!  I am SOOOO very excited.  We don't always make it to the potty in time and sometimes it is just b/c we want to go sit in the RR, but overall, we are doing a wonderful job!!  The next hurdle is pooping on the potty.  We've done it a few times, but it definately isn't on a consistent basis!  Oh well, this will come with time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-9011943956074732493?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/9011943956074732493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=9011943956074732493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/9011943956074732493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/9011943956074732493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/potty-training-update.html' title='Potty Training Update'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1994622072320583450</id><published>2009-03-23T02:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T02:11:04.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindermusic</title><content type='html'>We've been going to Kindermusic off and on for over a year now. We LOVE it and we LOVE &lt;a href="http://kmwithbrooke.kindermusik.net/index.html"&gt;Mrs. Brooke&lt;/a&gt;. If you've never taken your child to &lt;a href="http://www.kindermusik.com/"&gt;Kindermusic,&lt;/a&gt; you need to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each session, you get a CD (or CD set) and book. This time we got the set and two books!!! Gotta love books!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sessions past, I've played the CD, but my child just really wasn't into it...not this time, she LOVES the CD. As we leave the house, she's asking for the "song like a puppy." Or the bees, cats, clock....she sings the songs while she plays, goes to sleep, all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downfall of it is that sometimes the songs get stuck in my head!!!! When you are trying to go to sleep, these songs will drive you CRAZY!!!! :-) We love you Brooke!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-1994622072320583450?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1994622072320583450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1994622072320583450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1994622072320583450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1994622072320583450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/kindermusic.html' title='Kindermusic'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1017067139015029952</id><published>2009-03-22T03:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T03:59:05.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bread makers</title><content type='html'>Have you ever made bread? How about sourdough bread or any other type of bread that requires a starter? &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've made bread. I even make my own pizza dough (you just don't go back once you've done this!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breads with starters....nope never have done this until now. Started the starter this weekend. We had to stir the starter twice a day. And of course, I had a helper.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314605531883570994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/ScFFksE_BzI/AAAAAAAAAhY/8xBw-_Kqa8g/s200/P3160004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314605528522251362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/ScFFkfjlXGI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/srsXkGiwr9c/s200/P3160002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314605524043197010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/ScFFkO3salI/AAAAAAAAAhI/4saNoRoniLs/s200/P3160001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; She was the official stir-er for the starter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The five days were met and it is time to make the dough and then bake the bread. Wow, this is an all day adventure!! After you make the dough, you have to make "old dough" to go into the starter mix. After you make this (I did this yesterday and it didn't rise, so I did it again today .....it has to rise for three hours, hence the reason I tried again on a new day!), you add it to the mix, knead your dough for ten minutes and then let it rise for two hours. After this, you punch it down and let it proof for another 1 to 1.5 hours....and then you bake it for an hour. See? Told you it is an all day event!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to make this work b/c my mother-in-law found this WONDERFUL sourdough bread, with cheese and jalapenos at a farmers' market....so surely I can make this, too, right? I'm on spring break, so I have the time.....if all goes well, this will have to be a weekend event!!! I don't think I can take off from work b/c I have to bake bread!! ha, ha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-1017067139015029952?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1017067139015029952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1017067139015029952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1017067139015029952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1017067139015029952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/bread-makers.html' title='Bread makers'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/ScFFksE_BzI/AAAAAAAAAhY/8xBw-_Kqa8g/s72-c/P3160004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-5293836127327267949</id><published>2009-03-21T03:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T03:51:05.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Dentist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Children are supposed to start going to the dentist at the age of 2...I waited until 2 1/2 b/c I know my child and if she won't open her mouth for me, she surely won't do it for someone else!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made the appointment and went. So we went and the hygenist was VERY friendly and was great. Gave her a toothbrush and toothpaste. She wanted Little to lay down and let her brush her teeth. Up she went on the table. Wow, this is going to be great and easy......hold on folks, that was the end of THAT! Lay down, nope, no way, no how, get me off this table......so, then we decided to brush our teeth at the sink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314604108680253106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/ScFER2O3zrI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bJzA3Y0XaWA/s200/P3170005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Little let the hygenist help with that. But that was it. I had to hold her the rest of the time. She wouldn't open her mouth, not even for me with the little instrument with the mirror. Finally, the time came for Dr. Cheryl to check her out and I had to hold my little girl down while they looked at her teeth and painted floride on them.....it wasn't bad, but someone was VERY mad at me and everyone else in the world! Hopefully it will be better in six months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-5293836127327267949?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5293836127327267949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=5293836127327267949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5293836127327267949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5293836127327267949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/trip-to-dentist.html' title='Trip to the Dentist'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/ScFER2O3zrI/AAAAAAAAAhA/bJzA3Y0XaWA/s72-c/P3170005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-6569610796761985974</id><published>2009-03-20T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T08:44:05.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers</title><content type='html'>Here are the answers. How did ya do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The third room. Lions that haven't eaten in three years are dead. That one was easy, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The woman was a photographer. She shot a picture of her husband, developed it, and hung it up to dry (shot; held under water; and hung). (Gwen, you better have gotten this one right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Charcoal, as it is used in barbecuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sure you can name three consecutive days, yesterday, today, and tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The letter e, which is the most common letter used in the English language, does not appear even once in the paragraph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-6569610796761985974?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/6569610796761985974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=6569610796761985974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6569610796761985974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/6569610796761985974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/answers.html' title='Answers'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-4375090370968251456</id><published>2009-03-19T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:42:05.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddles</title><content type='html'>This type of stuff is GREAT for your brain. You have to think to ward off your brain from wasting away. I'll post the answers tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A murderer is condemned to death. He has to choose between three rooms. The first is full of raging fires, the second is full of assassins with loaded guns, and the third is full of lions that haven't eaten in 3 years. Which room is safest for him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A woman shoots her husband. Then she holds him under water for over 5 minutes. Finally, she hangs him. But 5 minutes later they both go out together and enjoy a wonderful dinner together. How can this be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is black when you buy it, red when you use it, and gray when you throw it away ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Can you name three consecutive days without using the words Wednesday, Friday, or Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. This is an unusual paragraph. I'm curious as to just how quickly you can find out what is so unusual about it. It looks so ordinary and plain that you would think nothing was wrong with it. In fact, nothing is wrong with it! It is highly unusual though.. Study it and think about it, but you still may not find anything odd. But if you work at it a bit, you might find out. Try to do so without any coaching!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-4375090370968251456?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4375090370968251456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=4375090370968251456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4375090370968251456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4375090370968251456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/riddles.html' title='Riddles'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1332869355614084087</id><published>2009-03-18T02:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T02:54:04.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is this big girl?</title><content type='html'>I always put Little's hair in a pony on top of her head b/c she brushes her hair out of her face and gets it dirty. So, I wanted to see if she'd wear a headband......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310908113459586402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQiynF_pWI/AAAAAAAAAg4/xJvVs25vJCE/s200/IMG00003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and maybe the added fact that I wear one would help inspire her. Nope, she wore it and then told me it hurt so she pulled it off. Oh well, I did snap a picture first. She just looks like such a big girl!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-1332869355614084087?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1332869355614084087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1332869355614084087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1332869355614084087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1332869355614084087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-is-this-big-girl.html' title='Who is this big girl?'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQiynF_pWI/AAAAAAAAAg4/xJvVs25vJCE/s72-c/IMG00003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-561371727223673580</id><published>2009-03-17T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:36:33.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.littlepeoplewealth.com/2009/03/long-overdue-thanks-and-dave-ramsey.html"&gt;http://www.littlepeoplewealth.com/2009/03/long-overdue-thanks-and-dave-ramsey.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't had a chance to visit &lt;a href="http://www.littlepeoplewealth.com/"&gt;Little People Wealth&lt;/a&gt;, you need to do so (after you've read my blog). She has TONS of great information to SAVE money; which is something we ALL need to do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit her site b/c she always has a give-away and this week's is a Dave Ramsey book. I'd really like to win it, but if you get it instead, let me know that I led you in a great direction!!! :-) Happy reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-561371727223673580?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/561371727223673580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=561371727223673580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/561371727223673580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/561371727223673580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-giveaway.html' title='Great Giveaway'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-7879402245219972981</id><published>2009-03-13T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T10:58:00.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New book</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...I'm not doing a lot of reading right now b/c by the time I get to bed, I'm so exhausted that I don't even remember touching my head to my pillow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Confessions-Shopaholic-Movie-Sophie-Kinsella/dp/0440244870/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1236358827&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic&lt;/a&gt; and just couldn't get into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310121471024091122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbFXV_qQz_I/AAAAAAAAAew/djUlLZRYn0A/s200/51bxO00kWDL__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA115_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part of the problem that it is British and I don't DO British humor. I don't like Monte Python and all that....sorry all you Brit lovers...just not for this Texas gal! The other part is that the main character is really not the brightest, so it is hard to have sympathy for her and her spending habits...yes, I should have known some of this by the title, but the previews for the movie looked cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, went to the spare bedroom and found this book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Good-Woman-Limited-Danielle-Steel/dp/0385342713/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1236363129&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;A Good Woman&lt;/a&gt; by Danielle Steele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310140412002621314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbFokgTc14I/AAAAAAAAAe4/Lg-0WBinw-w/s200/51lBYqrKnuL__SL160_AA115_.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It isn't a bad read, just not a lot happening and it surely hasn't gripped me so that I have to read it every night to see what is happening with the characters...but, I'll get through it and let you know ultimately what I think about it!&lt;/div&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/1650429148334670654-7879402245219972981?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7879402245219972981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=7879402245219972981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7879402245219972981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7879402245219972981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-book.html' title='New book'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbFXV_qQz_I/AAAAAAAAAew/djUlLZRYn0A/s72-c/51bxO00kWDL__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA115_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3731807030101078910</id><published>2009-03-12T07:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:19:00.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo</title><content type='html'>I'm a member of the SA Zoo. Why? B/c I thought it would be a good deal b/c I was going to take Little to the zoo all the time. But alas, this hasn't happened!!! I did go with a friend and her son a few weeks ago. We got to go behind the scenes and get up close and personal with an elephant. That was definately the BEST part. Enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQN3szjStI/AAAAAAAAAgg/7FGDo8cYPOE/s1600-h/P2200060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310885111148006098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQN3szjStI/AAAAAAAAAgg/7FGDo8cYPOE/s200/P2200060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The hippos were very fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQN3XLhb_I/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yy2YVkx-X_4/s1600-h/P2200057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310885105342967794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQN3XLhb_I/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yy2YVkx-X_4/s200/P2200057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Snack time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQN2wdgF_I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Jy2k_gNoCWo/s1600-h/P2200053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310885094949394418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQN2wdgF_I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Jy2k_gNoCWo/s200/P2200053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She cried when we left b/c she wanted to crawl under the yellow chain and go pet the elephant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQN2VHDGgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/tesVkv1aF64/s1600-h/P2200056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310885087607462402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQN2VHDGgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/tesVkv1aF64/s200/P2200056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQN1gbs1-I/AAAAAAAAAgA/yzBVNziR-hc/s1600-h/P2200040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310885073467004898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQN1gbs1-I/AAAAAAAAAgA/yzBVNziR-hc/s200/P2200040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Goats, smelly but fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQM-51aNQI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9ugWbkzLsow/s1600-h/P2200041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310884135392916738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQM-51aNQI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9ugWbkzLsow/s200/P2200041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310884129798903010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQM-k_sVOI/AAAAAAAAAfw/W00ZhOTymWA/s200/P2200019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We got to pot a plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3731807030101078910?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3731807030101078910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3731807030101078910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3731807030101078910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3731807030101078910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/zoo.html' title='Zoo'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQN3szjStI/AAAAAAAAAgg/7FGDo8cYPOE/s72-c/P2200060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-4396447095324487427</id><published>2009-03-11T07:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T07:11:00.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Choke Canyon</title><content type='html'>Ok, so if you know me even slightly, you know that my hubby LOVES to fish. So, the other day we went fishing...this is a HUGE deal b/c I haven't gone fishing with him in quite awhile. You know, that whole LIFE thing getting in the way. The interesting thing about Choke Canyon is that there is a lot more to see there than just fish.  This is also a reason I won't let Little go fishing on this lake b/c she doesn't understand danger and there is a lot of danger at this lake.  Anyway, here are some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQLQlkLPCI/AAAAAAAAAfg/vWg1LRvwSpA/s1600-h/P2260009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882240166312994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQLQlkLPCI/AAAAAAAAAfg/vWg1LRvwSpA/s200/P2260009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gator, only about 10 ft. long. He didn't like us being around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQLP6VsNKI/AAAAAAAAAfY/wIitUN11jf0/s1600-h/P2260003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882228562834594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQLP6VsNKI/AAAAAAAAAfY/wIitUN11jf0/s200/P2260003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BIG snake sunning himself. He ignored us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQLPnJ8arI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Fe3cyhQKcNc/s1600-h/P2260002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882223413291698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQLPnJ8arI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Fe3cyhQKcNc/s200/P2260002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First fish of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQLPLn84AI/AAAAAAAAAfI/UNTc42FRRLM/s1600-h/IMG00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882216022958082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQLPLn84AI/AAAAAAAAAfI/UNTc42FRRLM/s200/IMG00010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More fishies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQLO6WHLxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/b5z4OByLsIY/s1600-h/IMG00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882211384733458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQLO6WHLxI/AAAAAAAAAfA/b5z4OByLsIY/s200/IMG00008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310882829897563026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQLy6fD-5I/AAAAAAAAAfo/qTdJ1Rv5k9c/s200/P2270013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-4396447095324487427?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4396447095324487427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=4396447095324487427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4396447095324487427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4396447095324487427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/choke-canyon.html' title='Choke Canyon'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQLQlkLPCI/AAAAAAAAAfg/vWg1LRvwSpA/s72-c/P2260009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1051520102144762272</id><published>2009-03-10T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T12:18:00.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in love....</title><content type='html'>....with Blue Bell Ice Cream's Candy Jar.  When I saw it in the store, I was curious as to what type of candy they put in it.  Quite honestly, I'm think it was hard candy and I really thought that would be gross....but I read the incredients: peanut butter cups (do I need to continue reading, isn't that enough to throw multiple containers in the basket?)....I digress, sorry, chocolate chunks, peanut brittle.....some other things, like ice cream, but I don't remember everything  'cause I'm stuck on the peanut butter cups!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it home.  Hubby pulls it out of the bag and gives me this weird look, he's thinking candy?  ok, reads the ingredients and says it might work.  So, eat a bowl last night and I am in HEAVEN, angels singing....he thinks there is too much peanut butter.  What????  How can that be possible.  It can't, b/c there isn't.  It is FANTASTIC!!!  Stop reading right now and go to HEB and get you a 1/2 gallon, or just go ahead and buy two b/c you'll need it!!  Happy eating!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-1051520102144762272?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1051520102144762272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1051520102144762272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1051520102144762272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1051520102144762272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m in love....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-5653718462008716266</id><published>2009-03-08T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:54:21.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the bike again....</title><content type='html'>....I rode in a bike event this past weekend. It was in Bastrop, through the "rolling" hills of Bastrop park. Ever been there? Me neither and the hills weren't hills, they were pains in my butt, literally. I had to get off my bike and walk (don't worry, I wasn't alone). If you know anyone who rides, this is just not something you do. I have been humbled. I used to ride all of the time, I used to ride LONG distances. This was a short distance of 27 miles that kicked my aching A@#!!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310907207578182242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQh94bCYmI/AAAAAAAAAgo/wdAEvOaTRZs/s200/IMG00004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Over 1500 cyclists.  BTW, I registered the day of and didn't get a packet or even a tshirt!!!  Bummer!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310907208535322914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQh97_PMSI/AAAAAAAAAgw/EnEHnO7WcHQ/s200/IMG00006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was me afterwards...I'm hiding the fact that my backside is KILLING me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel ok today. I'm a little tired. I did run this morning to work out the kinks, but you'd think I did something worthy of this pain. My muscles aren't up to their former status! Boy, do I have a lot of work to do!!!&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/1650429148334670654-5653718462008716266?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/5653718462008716266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=5653718462008716266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5653718462008716266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/5653718462008716266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-bike-again.html' title='On the bike again....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SbQh94bCYmI/AAAAAAAAAgo/wdAEvOaTRZs/s72-c/IMG00004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-7680256051268050155</id><published>2009-03-08T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T07:43:00.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>out of the mouth of babes.....</title><content type='html'>Actually, just out of the mouth of my child,&lt;br /&gt;When I picked her up from the sitter, she ran to the television and pointed to it and told me, "Mamma in tv, mamma inside." Cracked me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was showing the segment to Malcolm and she saw me and said again that I was in the tv and then she saw her baby and said, "That's MY baby!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I brush her hair, "Get off of me!"  or "Go away!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes me laugh, which is always a good thing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-7680256051268050155?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7680256051268050155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=7680256051268050155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7680256051268050155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7680256051268050155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/out-of-mouth-of-babes.html' title='out of the mouth of babes.....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-4605939467999867168</id><published>2009-03-07T07:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T07:42:00.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost famous....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kens5.com/greatday/video/gdsa-index.html?nvid=338630"&gt;http://www.kens5.com/greatday/video/gdsa-index.html?nvid=338630&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself invited to be on Great Day SA, a morning news show in San Antonio.  Check it out.  If you'd like an autograph, just let me know!!  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-4605939467999867168?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4605939467999867168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=4605939467999867168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4605939467999867168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/4605939467999867168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/almost-famous.html' title='Almost famous....'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-7682703752360674752</id><published>2009-03-05T20:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:55:43.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>yes, I'm missing in action.  Actually my blog Muse has gone missing, so if she's hangin' out with you, can you send her my way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am just consumed with a million other things.  We did go to the zoo, have you seen the pictures?  Nope, me neither.....I'll be back, I promiss....thanks for hanging in there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-7682703752360674752?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7682703752360674752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=7682703752360674752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7682703752360674752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/7682703752360674752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/03/mia_05.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-2159742182403715980</id><published>2009-02-25T21:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T21:05:01.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No comment needed</title><content type='html'>A VERY GOOD EXAMPLE OF THE KIND OF REPRESENTATION WE HAVE IN CONGRESS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noted psychiatrist was a guest speaker at an academic function where Speaker of the House, Nancy Pelosi happened to appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Pelosi took the opportunity to schmooze the good doctor a bit and asked him a question with which he was most at ease. 'Would you mind telling me, Doctor,' she asked, 'how you detect a mental deficiency in somebody who appears completely normal?' 'Nothing is easier,' he replied.  'You ask a simple question which anyone should answer with no trouble.  If the person hesitates, that puts you on the track.' 'What sort of question?' asked Pelosi. Well, you might ask, 'Captain Cook made three trips around the world and died during one of them.  Which one?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelosi thought a moment, and then said with a nervous laugh, 'You wouldn't happen to have another example would you?  I must confess I don't know much about history.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-2159742182403715980?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2159742182403715980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=2159742182403715980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2159742182403715980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2159742182403715980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-comment-needed.html' title='No comment needed'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-420736593507316905</id><published>2009-02-24T08:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T08:42:46.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do??</title><content type='html'>My daughter bites her nail: at 2 1/2, this AMAZES me.  I don't bite my nails, neither does my husband nor the sitter....so where did she pick this up from?  I don't see her do it, but I know she does b/c I can't tell you the last time I cut her nails.  As a child, I bit my nails, but my mom cured me when she told me of all the microscopic critters that lived under my nails and how it would make me sick....cured....I don't bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;....what the heck do I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-420736593507316905?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/420736593507316905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=420736593507316905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/420736593507316905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/420736593507316905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-to-do.html' title='What to do??'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-1397696188075053289</id><published>2009-02-23T08:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T08:01:00.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, it's Monday, but this will make you laugh!</title><content type='html'>If you don't laugh at this one,your not  breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A firefighter was working on the engine outside the station, when he noticed a little girl nearby in a little red wagon with little ladders hung off the sides, and a garden hose tightly coiled in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl was wearing a firefighters  helmet. The wagon was being pulled by her dog and her cat.  The firefighter walked over to take a closer look. 'That sure is a nice fire  truck,' the firefighter said with admiration. 'Thanks,' the girl replied.  The firefighter looked a little closer. the girl had tied  the wagon to her dog's collar and to the cat's testicles. 'Little partner,' the firefighter  said, 'I don't want to tell you how to runyour rig, but if you were to tie that rope around the cat's  collar, I think you could go faster.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl replied thoughtfully,   'You're probably right, but then I wouldn't  have a siren.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-1397696188075053289?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/1397696188075053289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=1397696188075053289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1397696188075053289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/1397696188075053289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/02/yes-its-monday-but-this-will-make-you.html' title='Yes, it&apos;s Monday, but this will make you laugh!'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-3943336211228360598</id><published>2009-02-22T07:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T07:53:00.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Scripture</title><content type='html'>Acts 2:38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman had just returned to her home from an evening of church services, when she was startled by an intruder. She caught the man in the act of robbing her home of its valuables and yelled: 'Stop! Acts 2:38!'(Repent and be Baptized, in the name of Jesus Christ , so that your sinsMay be forgiven.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The burglar stopped in his tracks. The woman calmly called the police and explained what she had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the officer cuffed the man to take him in, he asked the burglar: 'Why did you just stand there? All the old lady did was yell a scripture toYou.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Scripture?' replied the burglar. 'She said she had an Ax and Two 38s!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-3943336211228360598?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/3943336211228360598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=3943336211228360598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3943336211228360598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/3943336211228360598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunday-scripture.html' title='Sunday Scripture'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-8917844905994388212</id><published>2009-02-20T19:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:48:38.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5K Results</title><content type='html'>In years past (too many than I like to admit), I used to run some sort of organized running event, once a month.  It was my little way to keep me motivated and keep running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, life got in the way and I just quit doing running events and cycling events.  Shame on me for letting life get in the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've blogged about, I've been running more, trying to beat the 40 yr. bulge...I have a few years to go....so I am hoping to win this one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband has never participated in an organized running event, and he has asked me if I've ever one one...my response, "Nope, I'm not from Zimbabwa and I have a life."  Which just about sums it up.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I registered for a Valentine's Day 5 K.....I was excited b/c it had been awhile.  I get there, over 500 runners, ready to run this on a cold day (I almost didn't go b/c I HATE the cold!).  I had talked to my sister, the super-star runner the day before, and all she said was, "Run Fast."  So I have her on one side telling me to run fast and on the other side my husband wondering why I'm running it if I'm not going to win.  So, little ol' me runs my heart out and you want to know what???  I GOT 4TH PLACE IN MY AGE DEVISION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  YEAH ME!!!!!!!!!!!! So, any of you that feels that you can't get out there and do it, you can!  Trust me, I'm a TURTLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-8917844905994388212?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/8917844905994388212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=8917844905994388212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8917844905994388212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/8917844905994388212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/02/5k-results.html' title='5K Results'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-987311398720794392</id><published>2009-02-14T07:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T08:06:16.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SA Stock Show</title><content type='html'>Nanna took Little to the stock show on Friday. It was a girls' day and she had a blast. She got bossy with the critters and was the only child in the petting zoo to get in trouble b/c she wanted to ride the Axis deer. That's my girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302652924634702802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SZbOvYQJo9I/AAAAAAAAAeg/2i8IlUCchq8/s200/IMG00149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"I'm bigger than you and I can tell you what to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302652913318435346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SZbOuuGJGhI/AAAAAAAAAeA/uR4_Bsnz8LQ/s200/IMG00127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatcha doing?"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302652913912088530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SZbOuwTrh9I/AAAAAAAAAeY/5FW8vQdXI3I/s200/IMG00143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Mr. Valasik Pickle stork."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302652912344956210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SZbOuqeC_TI/AAAAAAAAAeI/EedcncXQ-MM/s200/IMG00132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Hmmmm, I think you are about the right size to ride!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302652915479106290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SZbOu2JSUvI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_2_RSTtO7x0/s200/IMG00141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Faster, faster, faster." (she tells me this while running and driving, so why wouldn't she do it on a pony?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-987311398720794392?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/987311398720794392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=987311398720794392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/987311398720794392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/987311398720794392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/02/sa-stock-show.html' title='SA Stock Show'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/SZbOvYQJo9I/AAAAAAAAAeg/2i8IlUCchq8/s72-c/IMG00149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-365561825912637864</id><published>2009-02-13T09:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:26:38.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I did this and it turned out weird....I chose kids' songs that I sing with my daughter (go figure), but it is still something fun to do!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE HOROSCOPE:&lt;br /&gt;THE YEAR OF THE IRON DRAGON, WISHING YOU PROSPERITY AND GOOD FORTUNE IN THE CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS - DO NOT CHEAT OR IT WON'T WORK ANDYOU WILL WISH YOU HADN`T.&lt;br /&gt;TAKE 3 MINUTES - TRY THIS - IT WILL FREAK YOU OUT. THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO ME SAID HER WISH CAME TRUE 10 MINUTES AFTER SHE FORWARDED THE EMAIL. NO CHEATING !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS GAME HAS A FUNNY / CREEPY OUTCOME. DO NOT READ AHEAD, JUST DO IT. IT TAKES ABOUT 3 MINUTES - WORTH A TRY&lt;br /&gt;1st. Get PEN and PAPER&lt;br /&gt;2nd. WHEN CHOOSING NAMES, MAKE SURE THEY ARE REAL PEOPLE THAT YOU ACTUALLY KNOW&lt;br /&gt;3rd. GO WITH YOUR FIRST INSTINCTS!!!!! It's very important for good results.&lt;br /&gt;4th. SCROLL DOWN ONE LINE AT THE TIME DON`T READ AHEAD otherwise&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL RUIN THE FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a blank sheet of paper, WRITE NUMBERS 1 through 11 in a COLUMN on the LEFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BESIDE the NUMBERS 1 &amp;amp; 2,&lt;br /&gt;WRITE DOWN ANY 2 NUMBERS YOU WANT.DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE NUMBER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BESIDE the NUMBERS 3 &amp;amp; 7,&lt;br /&gt;WRITE DOWN THE NAMES OF TWO MEMBERS OF THE OPPOSITE SEX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION: DO NOT LOOK AHEAD or IT WILL NOT TURN OUT RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITE ANYONES NAME (like FRIENDS or FAMILY. .)&lt;br /&gt;next to 4, 5, &amp;amp; 6 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON`T CHEAT OR YOU`LL BE UPSET THAT YOU DID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRITE down FOUR SONG TITLES in 8, 9, 10, &amp;amp; 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, MAKE A WISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU READY?HERE IS THE KEY TO THE GAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NUMBER of PEOPLE YOU MUST TELL ABOUT THIS GAME is found in SPACE 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PERSON IN SPACE 3 IS THE ONE YOU LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PERSON YOU LIKE but your relationship CANNOT WORK is in SPACE 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CARE MOST about the PERSON you put in SPACE 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PERSON YOU NAME IN NUMBER 5 IS THE ONE WHO&lt;br /&gt;KNOWS YOU VERY WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PERSON YOU NAMED IN 6 IS YOUR LUCKY STAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SONG IN 8 IS THE SONG THAT MATCHES WITH THE&lt;br /&gt;PERSON IN NUMBER 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TITLE IN 9 IS THE SONG FOR THE&lt;br /&gt;PERSON IN 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE 10 TH SPACE IS THE SONG THAT TELLS YOU MOST ABOUT&lt;br /&gt;YOUR MIND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND 11 IS THE SONG TELLING HOW YOU&lt;br /&gt;FEEL ABOUT LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMBER 1 IS YOUR&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY NUMBER SEND THIS TO A MINIMUM OF 10 PEOPLE WITHIN AN HOUR OF READING THIS. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(I didn't do this, I posted it here instead!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DO, YOUR WISH WILL COME TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU FAIL TO, IT WILL BECOME THE OPPOSITE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS STRANGE HOW IT SEEMS TO WORK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-365561825912637864?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/365561825912637864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=365561825912637864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/365561825912637864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/365561825912637864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-fun.html' title='Friday Fun'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1650429148334670654.post-2915538072768352684</id><published>2009-02-12T09:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:22:12.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday's Thought</title><content type='html'>You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom.  What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving.  The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else.  When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that, my dear friend, is about the end of any nation. You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."         ~~  Dr. Adrian Rogers  ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1650429148334670654-2915538072768352684?l=throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2915538072768352684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1650429148334670654&amp;postID=2915538072768352684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2915538072768352684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1650429148334670654/posts/default/2915538072768352684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughourkitchenwindow.blogspot.com/2009/02/thursdays-thought.html' title='Thursday&apos;s Thought'/><author><name>Swimming Texas Babies</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FeaKofnETKg/TLJgOOIuvMI/AAAAAAAAAoM/qsJNzluXrr8/S220/Lynette+Kitchen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
