<?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-6098552420504065668</id><updated>2011-08-01T13:42:58.534-06:00</updated><title type='text'>House of Payne</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-7328375796239497634</id><published>2010-03-22T13:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T14:32:45.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation, all I ever wanted</title><content type='html'>Although it has been awhile since I posted last, not much has happened in our family. K2 is now six, S turned eight and got baptized and K1 and I celebrated our 10th anniversary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a celebration it was. K1 told me he planned a trip for us to Vegas for a week, he already cleared the time with his parents to stay with our kids. I was very excited, but wondered what we could be doing in Vegas for a week. He was very excited and asked me to not read his emails (I only do this when he is out of town and needs me to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day came for us to leave, and it started like any other day. I went to the gym, took S to school and finished packing. My father-in-law took us to the airport and off we went to Vegas. Once we arrived in Vegas K1 handed me a anniversary card and at the bottom it said "Let's go somewhere else, gate D32". So with a smile on my face I headed to gate D32, once there I found out we where flying to LA, still unsure of our exact plans, I got off the plane in LA and K1 was talking to some guy (I forgot his name, he use to play basketball for BYU and then the Celtics and now he is on the management team for the Celtics.) Anyway, we were walking and talking with this guy and he asked K1 what we are doing in LA and K1 said "we are on our way to Maui" To which I responded "we are?" and I think I might have jump for joy a little. See, I have never been to Hawaii and ask K1 all the time when we can go, because he has an Aunt and Uncle that live on Maui. Well, today was my day and I boarded another plan and landed in Maui that night. We did stay at his Aunt and Uncle's home and they even let us borrow a car for the week. There home or compound as some have called it, is beautiful. We spent the next week exploring the whole island via; car, boat, paddle boards, hiking and snorkeling. We got to watch the whales and K1 even got in the water to swim by them. We ate at some great restaurants and enjoyed getting to hang out some with Lisa and Wendell. Maui is a beautiful place and so green. We saw rainbows almost ever day. But as the saying goes, "all good things must come to an end". K1 did a great job planning and keeping it a secret from me. I can not wait to see what he plans for our 20th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy the pictures. Sorry there are so many, this isn't even all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2594073385397390715&amp;amp;site=widget-7b.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2594073385397390715&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/p1/2594073385397390715/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2594073385397390715&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/p2/2594073385397390715/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;amp;id=2594073385397390715&amp;amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/m/2594073385397390715/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2594073385397390715&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7b.slide.com/p4/2594073385397390715/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-7328375796239497634?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/7328375796239497634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=7328375796239497634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7328375796239497634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7328375796239497634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2010/03/vacation-all-i-ever-wanted.html' title='Vacation, all I ever wanted'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-8478959879408339916</id><published>2009-11-19T08:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T08:53:36.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Sharon</title><content type='html'>I hope you are well, and helping out when needed. I think of you often, and wonder what you are doing. Are you teaching people to ride a bike or how to ski? Have you had the chance to talk with Pop and finally hear all his stories? Knowing you, you are being very helpful with the work that needs to be done.Your boys are doing better and both of them remind me of you and your love for life. I have started running races, your brother wishes it was bike races, but one step at a time I tell him. I am trying to be more active and adventurous like you, but I don't think I will ever be as brave. Have you picked out a plot for your mansion and is there another one close by? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better let you get back to work. I will talk to you again soon. I love you and miss you. You truly are the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the kids say hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**for those of you that don't know, my sister-in-law passed away 2 years ago today form Brain Cancer.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-8478959879408339916?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/8478959879408339916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=8478959879408339916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8478959879408339916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8478959879408339916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-sharon.html' title='Dear Sharon'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-3789659897963654548</id><published>2009-10-21T08:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:08:02.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Act of Kindness</title><content type='html'>It is good to know that in these trying times, that strangers will still be kind to each other. Yesterday while I was leaving Costco, J decided to throw a fit and wouldn't get in the cart and wanted to go back into the store to get a hot dog. I picked him up, and tried to steer the cart at the same time. When a young man coming towards me asked if he could push my cart to my car for me. I was glad to have the help. Then when I was done loading the car, J was still screaming in the car and I went to return my cart, and a lady passing by said she would take it for me. Now these people did not work for Costco, they just acted on their own. So to them I say THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember that kindness is still important in the world today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-3789659897963654548?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/3789659897963654548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=3789659897963654548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3789659897963654548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3789659897963654548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/10/act-of-kindness.html' title='Act of Kindness'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4768977157107124584</id><published>2009-10-13T10:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:34:45.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-48.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3458764513853497672&amp;amp;site=widget-48.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513853497672&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-48.slide.com/p1/3458764513853497672/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513853497672&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-48.slide.com/p2/3458764513853497672/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;amp;id=3458764513853497672&amp;amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-48.slide.com/m/3458764513853497672/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3458764513853497672&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-48.slide.com/p4/3458764513853497672/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4768977157107124584?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4768977157107124584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4768977157107124584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4768977157107124584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4768977157107124584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/10/camping-pictures.html' title='Camping pictures'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4898534103033859368</id><published>2009-10-13T09:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:35:21.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moab Camping Trip</title><content type='html'>So I took my kids and one of S's friends to Moab last weekend to camp out, during K1's 24 hour bike race. K1 left on Tuesday, to visit with clients and pre-ride the course. I left Friday, after K2 got out of school, around 1pm. Everyone was fed before we left and J even got an enema, because he was so over clogged. J was feeling better and fell asleep pretty quick. There was a movie on and everything seemed to be going well. K2 even fell asleep and then the girls needed a pit stop. I stopped in Price, to let them go and I topped off the gas tank. K2 woke up and started saying his stomach hurt. I asked if he needed to use the bathroom and he said no. Then he leaned over the seat next to him and...yep you guessed it, he puked. I spent the next half hour, making sure the kids didn't run away and cleaning his car seat, the car floor and the chairs. K2 has a pillow that his Grandma made him and that he truly loves, it was drenched with.. well you know and I wanted to throw it away, but he was throwing a fit, so I put it in  a bag and it went in the back of the car. I explained to him that by the time I was able to wash it, it may not come clean. He didn't care at that point, he just wanted to keep it. Once we started going again, K2 started complaining that he was hungry, well of course you are, but I am not feeding you anything right now. So for the next hour he whined, but J fell back asleep. I stopped again, just off of I-70, before we turned for Moab. Everyone used the bathroom, I got some crackers and gogurt out to snack on, the kids loved to view and then we got back in the car to finish off our drive. We did make it to the campsite and the kids loved the camper we had to camp in and K2 was not sick again the rest of the trip. &lt;br /&gt;We did have a ceremonial burning of the pillow on Saturday night. K2 agreed that we needed to get rid of it and he would ask grandma if she would make a new one for him.&lt;br /&gt;J did come down with a fever on Saturday and still has not recovered and even has added a cough and runny nose.&lt;br /&gt;Overall though we all had fun. The kids ran around and played from the time they got up (7:30) to the time they went to bed (9pm). No one got hurt, the weather was great and the kids got to ride on a four wheeler, which made there day. I am looking forward to going back next year, but maybe on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4898534103033859368?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4898534103033859368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4898534103033859368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4898534103033859368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4898534103033859368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/10/moab-camping-trip.html' title='Moab Camping Trip'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-6987583337988314896</id><published>2009-10-01T08:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T08:24:00.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sweetie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SsIfeKQuUXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dtNpnrlo8dI/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SsIfeKQuUXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dtNpnrlo8dI/s320/family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386902707299570034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SsIfdlh-4eI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lvYacHFzZJ4/s1600-h/HELEN_BOUNCE2274+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SsIfdlh-4eI/AAAAAAAAAZw/lvYacHFzZJ4/s320/HELEN_BOUNCE2274+(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386902697439846882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SsIfdekAYII/AAAAAAAAAZo/XePOxC-rxUg/s1600-h/Ke+above+Orem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SsIfdekAYII/AAAAAAAAAZo/XePOxC-rxUg/s320/Ke+above+Orem.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386902695569285250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41 years ago today, this man was born. I am forever grateful for him and his dedication to his family. I hope he has at least 41 years in him. Happy Birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-6987583337988314896?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/6987583337988314896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=6987583337988314896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6987583337988314896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6987583337988314896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-sweetie.html' title='Happy Birthday Sweetie'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SsIfeKQuUXI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/dtNpnrlo8dI/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4424605233483414048</id><published>2009-08-28T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T10:38:00.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops I did it again</title><content type='html'>So, I completed another half marathon, last Saturday. I beat my time from my first half, but ended up running with a stomach bug. Overall I was glad I did it and enjoyed the 2 days of leg pains afterward. Thanks to Shelley and Tammy for doing it with me and Mariah for training with us. It is great to have friends to push you to do positive things. I think I am done with races for this year, but will keep training for next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4424605233483414048?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4424605233483414048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4424605233483414048' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4424605233483414048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4424605233483414048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/08/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops I did it again'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-1515238433660455015</id><published>2009-08-26T10:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:37:48.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325772635051&amp;amp;site=widget-ab.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325772635051&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/p1/3314649325772635051/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325772635051&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/p2/3314649325772635051/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;amp;id=3314649325772635051&amp;amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/m/3314649325772635051/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3314649325772635051&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ab.slide.com/p4/3314649325772635051/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not believe he is already 3 years old. He is getting ready to start preschool, it seems like yesterday I was complaining that I was too hot and looked like I swallowed a pumpkin. J is a great kid and we love that he is in our family. He loves to snuggle, he enjoys emptying trash cans and dusting. He is a real joy and knows how to melt your heart. So Happy Birthday big J.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-1515238433660455015?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/1515238433660455015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=1515238433660455015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1515238433660455015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1515238433660455015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-can-not-believe-he-is-already-3-years.html' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-2856070485211614226</id><published>2009-08-01T11:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T11:54:14.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been awhile since I posted last and not much has changed. I turned 39 last month, and realized I am going to be 40 next year. I am still running and have another 1/2 marathon coming up this month. I survived a week of no hubby or kids, dust, heat, ice cold showers, my cot, and 13 teenage girls, that didn't have their phones or ipods. (I am in charge of girls camp at my church.) So July came and went without any trouble, August, means back to school Sierra, starting school for Kohl, starting preschool for Jansen and some free time for me. (yipee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a couple of weddings this month and a trip to California to visit my parents. Jansen turns 3 on the 14th and he has his party all planned, thanks to his older brother and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a recent picture of the kids. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SnSA7d22RaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/WWlH7-wV_dA/s1600-h/100_6757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SnSA7d22RaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/WWlH7-wV_dA/s320/100_6757.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365054815220417954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-2856070485211614226?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/2856070485211614226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=2856070485211614226' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2856070485211614226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2856070485211614226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SnSA7d22RaI/AAAAAAAAAZg/WWlH7-wV_dA/s72-c/100_6757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-7133065664868256463</id><published>2009-06-21T09:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:54:24.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's</title><content type='html'>I have been lucky enough to be blessed with 4 men that have helped me get to where I am today. One gave me life, one showed me how to live my life, one gave another life and one shares my life with me. I am grateful for all of them and for what they have taught me and for what they are teaching my children. I want to wish a very Happy Fathers Day to all of them and to all fathers out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sj5XWGxlVlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ZAhMV4d3mFg/s1600-h/100_1444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sj5XWGxlVlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ZAhMV4d3mFg/s320/100_1444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349809444650047058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sj5XV3NIoqI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/pn-pOIOC95A/s1600-h/gentryfamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sj5XV3NIoqI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/pn-pOIOC95A/s320/gentryfamily.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349809440470639266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sj5XVvXEE0I/AAAAAAAAAZI/YftjHRuqPVQ/s1600-h/100_1562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sj5XVvXEE0I/AAAAAAAAAZI/YftjHRuqPVQ/s320/100_1562.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349809438364799810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sj5XVVLN6MI/AAAAAAAAAZA/DGdvXNt35T8/s1600-h/HELEN_BOUNCE2270+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sj5XVVLN6MI/AAAAAAAAAZA/DGdvXNt35T8/s320/HELEN_BOUNCE2270+(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349809431335790786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-7133065664868256463?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/7133065664868256463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=7133065664868256463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7133065664868256463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7133065664868256463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers.html' title='Father&apos;s'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sj5XWGxlVlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/ZAhMV4d3mFg/s72-c/100_1444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-423513879485292282</id><published>2009-06-18T12:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:33:08.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Break</title><content type='html'>The only thing my family has a break from is school. Sickness has hit my family hard since right before school let out. All but, K1 got the stomach flu, then K1 got sick with another type of flu, (pretty sure it was swine flu). He is still coughing, but overall feels better. Then K2 and J started with the cough, got fevers, J said his ear hurt, doctor confirmed double ear infection, got him on antibiotics but the cough will not go away. K2 has had a high fever, lots of coughing, headache, very irritable and mean, then today complained of his chest hurt (he thinks). So of to the doctor again, on the way there S tells me her throat hurts when she coughs. So the doctor looks at her and doesn't see anything but a could and she gets a cough medicine to help her sleep at night. In the meantime, K2 is given a mask and the doctor examines him. He has an ear infection and the doctor thinks borderline swine flu. So he is not allowed to have any contact with his friends or people outside the home. His lungs sound good and so we have to watch and listen to him. We will try to keep him in his room and away from the others. but at this point, I think it is too late. I have sanitized everything and have threatened the kids with there lives, if they don't wash their hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So need less to say, I do enjoy the fact that we are not rushing to and from preschool and school and I am not having to drag kids out of bed. But would really like to start enjoying a BREAK from being sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-423513879485292282?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/423513879485292282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=423513879485292282' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/423513879485292282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/423513879485292282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-break.html' title='Summer Break'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-2666178940157182224</id><published>2009-06-01T11:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:52:22.969-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up</title><content type='html'>It seems that the last month has gone by so quickly. With all the end of the school year programs and preschool graduations, it is already June. Today is the first day of summer break, and what am I doing? Well, I am trying to get my strength back from being sick and helping another child find the bucket when he needs it, clean house, get rid of any germs, air out the house, catch up on meetings missed and follow through on items for my church calling. Yes, it is only Monday and the 1st day of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family doesn't have any big summer plans. We will try to keep up with our reading and daily worksheets, maybe do a craft once a week, hang out with friends and family. Go to some bike races and running races. Most of all we will try to survive the summer and each other. If you have any suggestions, please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A GREAT FIRST WEEK OF SUMMER BREAK&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-2666178940157182224?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/2666178940157182224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=2666178940157182224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2666178940157182224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2666178940157182224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/06/catch-up.html' title='Catch up'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4437866009787916083</id><published>2009-05-10T12:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:18:25.199-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers</title><content type='html'>A very Happy Mother's Day to all my mother's. Weather it is my own other, or my mother-in-law, or my step mother. These women have made me the mother I am today. So thank you to them and to all the other mother's that have helped me along the way. I hope you all have a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith and his mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SgcW7gvXDtI/AAAAAAAAAYA/39mNX8xCk6Q/s1600-h/mompayne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SgcW7gvXDtI/AAAAAAAAAYA/39mNX8xCk6Q/s400/mompayne.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334257495300312786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and me and 2 of my sisters. (Robin and Renee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SgcW7lHeIxI/AAAAAAAAAX4/X6yHnHy2bMk/s1600-h/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SgcW7lHeIxI/AAAAAAAAAX4/X6yHnHy2bMk/s400/mom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334257496475181842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My step-mom Ginnie and Jansen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SgcW73vn3QI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ZL7RCackTq0/s1600-h/100_1565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SgcW73vn3QI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ZL7RCackTq0/s400/100_1565.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334257501475429634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4437866009787916083?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4437866009787916083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4437866009787916083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4437866009787916083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4437866009787916083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers.html' title='Mothers'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SgcW7gvXDtI/AAAAAAAAAYA/39mNX8xCk6Q/s72-c/mompayne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-6133788526389409878</id><published>2009-04-22T09:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T10:10:58.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LITTLE DRUMER BOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2de259dded4c786b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2de259dded4c786b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D530CAF9DF7901C59FAB55DEA5FE8275E3AC6F168.352CB4B9A7FCFECAF4A333AEF60C257D2ACF2655%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2de259dded4c786b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCbSoAuBtBkGGuRcjLd_W668Fbjw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2de259dded4c786b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D530CAF9DF7901C59FAB55DEA5FE8275E3AC6F168.352CB4B9A7FCFECAF4A333AEF60C257D2ACF2655%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2de259dded4c786b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCbSoAuBtBkGGuRcjLd_W668Fbjw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big J keeps us laughing all the time. He loves to play the drums and he is a one man band. I think the movie "Drum line" has nothing on this little guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-6133788526389409878?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2de259dded4c786b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/6133788526389409878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=6133788526389409878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6133788526389409878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6133788526389409878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-drumer-boy.html' title='LITTLE DRUMER BOY'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-632145860948417988</id><published>2009-04-04T18:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T08:34:15.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it</title><content type='html'>With a pained look on my face and tears in my eyes, I completed my first half marathon. I had prerace jitters that didn't go away until after the race began. I tried to keep a 10 minute mile pace with friends, but was surprised when I had to back off from them before mile 1. Once I hit mile 1 I looked at my watch and saw that I did it in 8 mins and 58 seconds. Well that explained why I couldn't keep up with them, they were just too fast for me. I stopped for 30 to 40 seconds at each water station to drink and stretch,then kept running. I was glad to see hubby, kids and friends in between mile 5 and 6. Once I hit mile 7, I was happy to see that I had made it past the half way point. I saw the family again between mile 9 and 10 and got high fives from the kids. It really does something to your self esteem, when you have someone cheering you on. I got a little worried around mile 10, when you are going down and then up again for at least 1/2 a mile. My body started to rebel and I started to doubt myself. I didn't give up though and started to bounce my head in time with the music on the Ipod. I called the hubby at mile 12 to make sure they were at the finish, because I was almost done. He told me to step up my pace and I told him I couldn't. As I rounded the corner and saw the finish line and my family, I gave it all I had left and crossed the finish line. I then went to stretch and started to cry. I don't know really why I was crying, but it felt good. I didn't hit my goal time, (wasn't that far off) but considering the weather I think I did really well. Here are a few photos for your enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SdgCfxnsUpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/_g-fUBxZqLM/s1600-h/DSC_0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SdgCfxnsUpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/_g-fUBxZqLM/s400/DSC_0841.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321005704657261202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SdgCftUjRSI/AAAAAAAAAXo/dSQszJyGon4/s1600-h/DSC_0840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SdgCftUjRSI/AAAAAAAAAXo/dSQszJyGon4/s400/DSC_0840.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321005703503234338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SdgCfvJTYHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/4f2RVx5FTRY/s1600-h/DSC_0838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SdgCfvJTYHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/4f2RVx5FTRY/s400/DSC_0838.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321005703992926322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SdgCffbAj7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/EAgoE6GM7MI/s1600-h/DSC_0837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SdgCffbAj7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/EAgoE6GM7MI/s400/DSC_0837.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321005699772223410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SdgCfF7A3kI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/lB3b02MrsgU/s1600-h/DSC_0833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SdgCfF7A3kI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/lB3b02MrsgU/s400/DSC_0833.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321005692927139394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-632145860948417988?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/632145860948417988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=632145860948417988' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/632145860948417988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/632145860948417988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-did-it.html' title='I did it'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SdgCfxnsUpI/AAAAAAAAAXw/_g-fUBxZqLM/s72-c/DSC_0841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-2623575609241331998</id><published>2009-04-03T13:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T13:17:51.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The day has come</title><content type='html'>So tomorrow is the big day. Race day that is. I have been training for this specific event for over a month now and my only down fall is extreme cold and hills. My body doesn't respond well to running uphill. As much as I try, my body rebel's. I did some light training runs this week and then gave my body a rest the past two days. I have done alot of stretching and always have water in my hand to drink. With all this preperation you would think I am ready, but I am extremely nervous. The weather here is going to be cold, with rain and snow mix. I think once the race starts I will feel a little better. Of course when I finish I will feel alot better. I still have my goal time to finish in, but may have to adjust it due to weather. Did I mention I hate running when it is really windy out? K1 has been out of town for a couple of days and is due back tonight. So being a single parent has enough stress, but I have added to it with this race. Well, that is enough complaining for today. Toon in tomorrow for the exciting results of my first half marathon. Thanks to everyone who has offered me advise and training tips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-2623575609241331998?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/2623575609241331998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=2623575609241331998' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2623575609241331998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2623575609241331998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-has-come.html' title='The day has come'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4750447091286755314</id><published>2009-03-23T10:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T10:16:58.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It has begun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sce14jk0dkI/AAAAAAAAAXI/4TYtHqeyFSY/s1600-h/100_6143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sce14jk0dkI/AAAAAAAAAXI/4TYtHqeyFSY/s400/100_6143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316417868361135682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since S started bringing lunch to school this year, I have written her little notes on her napkin. She enjoyed it so much she would leave me notes on my napkin to find at home. She even commented on how her friends would ask "what did your mom write today?" I loved doing this and would imagine her opening her lunch and reading the note and smiling and enjoying her food so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my time has passed. S asked me to stop writing her notes on her napkins. I asked her why and she said "no reason i just don't want them anymore". My heart sank, I thought I had at least until the middle of second grade to write her notes. Then as if that wasn't enough, I kissed her goodbye and she turned her cheek to me and said "stop please". What else should I expect? It is only Monday and I am so depressed. My little girl is growing up to fast and doesn't want the cute things I have to offer her. Oh, well I guess she is preparing me for her teenage years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4750447091286755314?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4750447091286755314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4750447091286755314' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4750447091286755314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4750447091286755314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-has-begun.html' title='It has begun'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sce14jk0dkI/AAAAAAAAAXI/4TYtHqeyFSY/s72-c/100_6143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-5810970457651986458</id><published>2009-03-15T09:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:25:06.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sb0gHrxiOYI/AAAAAAAAAXA/l5HVu3ab5aQ/s1600-h/100_6348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sb0gHrxiOYI/AAAAAAAAAXA/l5HVu3ab5aQ/s400/100_6348.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313438451748714882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent all day yesterday changing diapers and airing out the house. Jansen has Rotavirus and my house smelt like a sewage dump. I went through a whole pack of wipes and half a sleeve of diapers. The doctor told me that he knew it was Rotavirus right away by how jansen stunk up the office. I wasn't impressed with the oncall doctor and was glad Jansen left a foul smell there. Jansen refuses to eat or drink, so we are on dehydration alert. We had finally gotten him off bottles and then he got sick last week with Croup and wouldn't drink, so the doctor suggested trying the bottle again, to see if he would drink. Well that didn't help than and it hasn't helped now. We can get some gatorade in him one teaspoon at a time, by putting it in a medicine cup and telling him it is time for his medicine. He has never had a problem taking medicine. The boy is so tired, but can not sleep because he keeeps going potty and has to be changed. This can last 2 - 3 days, poor kid. Meanwhile he will catch a nap where ever and whenever he can. Hopefully the luck of the Irish will be with our family this week and everyone will be healthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-5810970457651986458?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/5810970457651986458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=5810970457651986458' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5810970457651986458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5810970457651986458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-again.html' title='Not again'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sb0gHrxiOYI/AAAAAAAAAXA/l5HVu3ab5aQ/s72-c/100_6348.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-3433435190599812925</id><published>2009-03-13T14:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:12:53.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sbq804288EI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Bn-kD3rPUgY/s1600-h/dresses+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sbq804288EI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Bn-kD3rPUgY/s400/dresses+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312766327239012418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where: Amy &amp; Eric Barzeele's house&lt;br /&gt;       343 West 40 South, Lindon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: Thursday, March 26th&lt;br /&gt;Time: 12:30 - 2:30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sizes: 2T - 14 (infant also)&lt;br /&gt;Girls: 2pc, shirtsets &amp; dresses&lt;br /&gt;Boys suits, shirts &amp; pants at discount prices&lt;br /&gt;Also 30% off Flutterbye products&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my sister's neighbor. I love their Flutterbye hair accessories, they also have the cutiest flip flops ever. Any questions you can ask me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-3433435190599812925?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/3433435190599812925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=3433435190599812925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3433435190599812925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3433435190599812925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/03/dress-sale.html' title='Dress Sale'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/Sbq804288EI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Bn-kD3rPUgY/s72-c/dresses+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-260778106873381552</id><published>2009-03-07T10:37:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:29:02.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so proud</title><content type='html'>S kept telling me she needed to writ and essay for school. I was a little confused, because she is in 1st grade and I hadn't heard anything about it. So I talked to her teacher and found out that the school was having a contest during Freedom week and you could write an essay on "What the Flag means to me". So with that knowledge K1 and I decided to let S write her first essay. So one night as I put the boys to bed, S and K1 started on the essay. Within 1/2 S had her rough draft done, K1 told me that she came up with everything and he helped with spelling. So here is her essay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the flag means to me. by S Payne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see our flag, it reminds me of my grandpa. He served in the Navy for 38 years. I also think about the freedoms we have. We are lucky we have a free Country. Freedom means you have a choice to do what you want to do. I read a story that talked about the first flag made, it flew at Fort McHenry. It was made with 400 yards of material. Our flag is the symbol of our Country and our Freedom.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned this in, and then one day when she came home from school she told us she got her essay back. She then hands me a folder, that has a gold medal attached to it, which I assume they just give to everyone who enters, but I was wrong. I opened the folder and found her essay and a certificate that said "Essay Contest Wiiner" Freedom Week "What the Flag means to me" 1st Grade awared to S Payne. Apparently she won the overall award for 1st grade. I was so happy for her, she showed everyone and even called her grandparents to tell them about it. I am glad she got her dads ability to write stories and even make up song on the fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SbK8OOaHkEI/AAAAAAAAAWg/E7S4V2_ohQU/s1600-h/100_6335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SbK8OOaHkEI/AAAAAAAAAWg/E7S4V2_ohQU/s400/100_6335.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310513863195070530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-260778106873381552?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/260778106873381552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=260778106873381552' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/260778106873381552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/260778106873381552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-so-proud.html' title='I am so proud'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SbK8OOaHkEI/AAAAAAAAAWg/E7S4V2_ohQU/s72-c/100_6335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-5285405145973437346</id><published>2009-03-06T09:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:46:51.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE RIGHT SHOES</title><content type='html'>I recently purchased a pair of running shoes. I have put this off for a year, I wanted to make sure I was going to stick with running. It was a painless task and who knew I could really enjoy running with the right support. My feet don't get hot and they don't ache for hours after a good run. Thanks to some gift cards K1 earned at work, I didn't even have to pay the shoes myself. My running has improved and so has my attitude. So if any of you are wondering if it is worth getting running shoes, I say yes do it and your feet will thank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I am 4 weeks away from the big 1/2 marathon I am training for. I have increased my running time and speed and lowered my heart rate. I am still behind my running mate by about 1/2 a mile. I do need some tips though. If any of you reading this know how I should train the week of the event and what I should eat, please let me know. I am up to 7.5 miles, without stopping in 1 hr 15minutes. Not bad for a rookie. Only 5.5 miles away from my goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-5285405145973437346?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/5285405145973437346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=5285405145973437346' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5285405145973437346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5285405145973437346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/03/right-shoes.html' title='THE RIGHT SHOES'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-320036028988702621</id><published>2009-02-24T18:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:18:52.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting serious</title><content type='html'>So after taking some time off from the normal gym routine, it is time to get serious again. With some nudging from a friend, I have signed up to do a half marathon on April 4th. This gives me about a month to remind my body how to run and not die in the process. As you may remember, I just started running last year and have done a   10k and a 4mile race. While my time is still slow, I am very nervous about jumping upto a 13mile race. I have to remind myself, that I will not come in first, but encourage myself to at least improve my own personal time and have fun. I know there will be food at the end and parametics, so that should be comforting. The kids will be their to cheer me on, so I can not disapoint. So here's to doing someting I have never done before and hopefully accomplishing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-320036028988702621?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/320036028988702621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=320036028988702621' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/320036028988702621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/320036028988702621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/02/getting-serious.html' title='Getting serious'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4683991140705595341</id><published>2009-02-10T08:02:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T08:07:33.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SZGXVnz1INI/AAAAAAAAAWI/dZX_63VaRqA/s1600-h/DSC_0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SZGXVnz1INI/AAAAAAAAAWI/dZX_63VaRqA/s400/DSC_0143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301184634111205586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is 7 today. In honor of her birthday, I would like to share 7 things about her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She is very helpful&lt;br /&gt;2. She loves to draw and do crafts&lt;br /&gt;3. She is very kind&lt;br /&gt;4. She always helps others at school&lt;br /&gt;5. She is a great reader&lt;br /&gt;6. She races on her dad's bike team&lt;br /&gt;7. Has always been a good sleeper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very glad that she is in our family. So S I hope you have a wonderful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4683991140705595341?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4683991140705595341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4683991140705595341' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4683991140705595341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4683991140705595341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SZGXVnz1INI/AAAAAAAAAWI/dZX_63VaRqA/s72-c/DSC_0143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-5378989381470922264</id><published>2009-02-05T18:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:11:13.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How did you do it?</title><content type='html'>Someone asked me recently what my secret to loosing weight ways. I thought I would share it with everyone. So brace yourself for the "secret" to my weightloss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. get mouth surgery&lt;br /&gt;2. have nothing but liquids for 3 days&lt;br /&gt;3. drink nothing but Ensure for 1 week&lt;br /&gt;4. eat soft foods for 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;5. drink a lot of carnation instant breakfast for 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side effects: always hungry, frequent bathroom stops, sore mouth, stitches falling out, not being able to remove the acrylic plate on the roof of your mouth and others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it, my new secret diet. I don't recommend taking such drastic measures but it does work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-5378989381470922264?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/5378989381470922264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=5378989381470922264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5378989381470922264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5378989381470922264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-did-you-do-it.html' title='How did you do it?'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-191023367842043074</id><published>2009-01-30T11:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:36:39.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters</title><content type='html'>A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they talked about life, about marriage, about the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;responsibilities of life and the obligations of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon her daughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Don't forget your Sisters,' she advised, swirling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. 'They'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be more important as you get older. No matter how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much you love your husband, no matter how much you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the children you may have, you are still going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to need Sisters. Remember to go places with them now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then; do things with them.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Remember that 'Sisters' means ALL the women...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;women relatives too. 'You'll need other women. Women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought. Haven't I just gotten married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my husband and the family we may start will be all I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to make my life worthwhile!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with her Sisters and made more women friends each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year. As the years tumbled by, one after another,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gradually came to understand that her Mom really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knew what she was talking about. As time and nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters are the mainstays of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more than 38 years of living in this world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is what I've learned:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SAYS IT ALL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distance separates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobs come and go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love waxes and wanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men sometimes don't do what they're supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues forget favors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careers end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many miles are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between you. A girl friend is never farther away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than needing her can reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valley's end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beside you...Or come in and carry you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family, all bless our life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The world wouldn't be the same without women, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither would I. When we began this adventure called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would need each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very grateful for all the sisters (woman) in my life. If your reading this you are one of them. So thank you for helping me become who I am today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-191023367842043074?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/191023367842043074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=191023367842043074' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/191023367842043074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/191023367842043074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/01/sisters.html' title='Sisters'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-7816405903282114643</id><published>2009-01-26T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:14:43.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY BOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SX39T35mbEI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yDUg8pi2TU4/s1600-h/100_5691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SX39T35mbEI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yDUg8pi2TU4/s320/100_5691.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295667254722456642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SX39TiedkuI/AAAAAAAAAV0/XgzQSFm1ky8/s1600-h/100_5468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SX39TiedkuI/AAAAAAAAAV0/XgzQSFm1ky8/s320/100_5468.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295667248971485922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SX39TZf0uYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/jZtKBRXokJo/s1600-h/dsc_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SX39TZf0uYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/jZtKBRXokJo/s320/dsc_0138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295667246561278338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SX39TKaaRzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/wXPaMPBBEEU/s1600-h/DSC_0136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SX39TKaaRzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/wXPaMPBBEEU/s320/DSC_0136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295667242512041778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-7816405903282114643?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/7816405903282114643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=7816405903282114643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7816405903282114643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7816405903282114643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='BIRTHDAY BOY'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SX39T35mbEI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yDUg8pi2TU4/s72-c/100_5691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-8408254950922482810</id><published>2009-01-26T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T10:34:33.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG 5</title><content type='html'>I am a day late, with this post. Yesterday was K2's birthday, he is 5 years old. The day started at 7:15am (as usual) with K2 coming in and waking me up and saying he is hungry. I made him breakfast, but a movie on an headed back to bed. Around 8:30am K2 came in and asked if today was his real birthday? I told him yes,this was the day he was born. He then asked "how did the day happen?" I have told him the story before, but he likes to hear it. So this is how it went;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning of January 25th 2004, started like any other morning. Sierra slept in, K1went to Sundance to teach snowboarding, I was finally of bed rest restriction (after 6weeks) my mother-in-law was in town helping and I felt ok. After lunch time I decided to take a nap, K1 came home early and I started contracting. After about 1/2 hour of painful contractions, we decided to go to the hospital to get checked out. Mind you I had been on bed rest and medication to stop my labor for 6 weeks. I was already at 4cm and 90%, so on the way to the hospital I couldn't stop crying from the pain. (a good sign when your pregnant) When they checked me at the hospital the nurse said "yep you are going to have this baby today, and she told the other nurse to call the doctor". I was 6cm and still 90%. The on call doctor was not one I cared for so K1 called mine and he was just getting out of church (only in Utah) and would head over as soon as he changed. He got to there in about 1/2 hour, I already had my epidural, but it wasn't working so well. The doctor broke my water and within 1/2 hour I was ready to go. 7 mins. later you were out. Jan 25th 5:52pm 7pounds 4ounces and 20inches long, you weighed more then the doctor thought you would. My epidural didn't work well for some reason and I felt more than I had with S. It was a rather quick delivery, we checked in the hospital at 1:15om and he was out at 5:52pm. I have heard of much worse but hope never to experience worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K2 has been a joy in our family. We have never set an alarm clock since he was born. He is an early bird and always ready to go, and doesn't stop. He keeps us alert and laughing. He is quite the comedian. He is looking forward to kindergarten in the fall and is already practicing his reading. He knows his address and phone number and is already requesting the same kindergarten teacher his sister had. He says "that way it is easier for me, because I already know her name and she knows me". Good thinking. He also has his first crush, yes it is on his babysitter. She is a great girl that lives in our neighborhood. Although I don't get much down time, I love having K2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to you K2, hope you had a great birthday and a great year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-8408254950922482810?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/8408254950922482810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=8408254950922482810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8408254950922482810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8408254950922482810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-5.html' title='The BIG 5'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-1367487978704471696</id><published>2009-01-18T20:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:15:55.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All is well</title><content type='html'>My surgery went well and I am recovery well. My face is bruised and swollen. It is hard to talk sometimes and I have alot of prescriptions to take. I have a retainer on the roof of my mouth to protect where they took the gum graph from and that is very annoying. I have to eat soft foods for 3 weeks, hey I might loose those last 6 pounds I have been working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would post pictures but they are not very pretty and may grose some of you out. K1 says I look like the elephant man, but it is not that bad. the rightside of my face is sagging and doesn't move, it is very weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you all for your concerns and well wishes. I may call some of you soon to help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-1367487978704471696?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/1367487978704471696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=1367487978704471696' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1367487978704471696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1367487978704471696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-is-well.html' title='All is well'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-573186341233213615</id><published>2009-01-14T09:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:15:57.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I am having surgery</title><content type='html'>But, no I am not having my stomach cut. K2 has told a couple people that his mom his having her stomach cut for surgery. I thought I should clear up the rumors. On friday the 16th I am going in to have tissue graph surgery in my MOUTH. This is wear they take gum from the roof of my mouth and graph it to (in this case) 2 of my teeth that have no gum left on them to cover the root of my tooth and hopefully save me from having any permament damage to the tooth. It will be painful and take a couple moths to fully recover from. K1 is taking the day off work to get me to and from the surgery, then I am flying to California to spend the weekend with my family and an Uncle that is visiting from Boston. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you think my stomach looks flatter it is because I have been working really hard at it in the gym. Not that I would be aposed to having surgery done on it, but this time it is not the case. I told K2 that I am not having my stomach cut and he said "you said you are having surgery and that means you are getting your stomach cut" I don't know where he gets these things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news though is that no one else has been sick in our family and thanks to Trixy's miracle cream J's bum is back to normal color. Thanks Trixy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-573186341233213615?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/573186341233213615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=573186341233213615' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/573186341233213615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/573186341233213615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-i-am-having-surgery.html' title='Yes, I am having surgery'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-8493094527271247881</id><published>2009-01-08T09:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:00:06.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick and Tired</title><content type='html'>It is amazing how those two words go together so often. Our family has dodged the flu until last night. S said her stomach hurt at dinner, I wasn't sure if it was because she was hungry or getting sick. We have been trying to avoid everyone we know is sick, but sometimes you just get sick. My kids always wait until mom and dad are in bed for the night, to get sick. So S wanted mommy to snuggle her, well as you know it is hard to snuggle someone on a twin bed that is tossing and turning. So S and me spent the night on the sofa bed. It was a restless night, with very little sleep. That is were the tired part comes into play. So, S and I have had very little sleep and my back hurts from the sofa bed. S is home from school and K2 is at preschool, this helps with the noise level at our house. On top of all that, J has been very loose the past couple of days (you know what I mean) so his poor little bum is so red. He hates to be changed or have medicine put on. So we have to fight him and he screams and is very strong. Any suggestions on how to soothe his little bum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, we had put S to bed with a bucket, just in case. So at least I don't have laundry to do. Well at least not from last nights adventures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-8493094527271247881?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/8493094527271247881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=8493094527271247881' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8493094527271247881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8493094527271247881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick-and-tired.html' title='Sick and Tired'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-7692134928083186690</id><published>2008-12-19T16:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:14:29.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavenly Monson</title><content type='html'>I just had to share a sweet story with you all. K2 was saying prayers the other day and he said; "Thank you for Heavenly Monson and bless him too". K1 and I thought it was cute and just a fluke. K2 has continued to say Heavenly Monson and we don't correct him because it fits in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you reading this and don't know who President Monson is, he is the President of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-7692134928083186690?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/7692134928083186690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=7692134928083186690' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7692134928083186690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7692134928083186690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/12/heavenly-monson.html' title='Heavenly Monson'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-5800768385381222119</id><published>2008-12-12T15:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:21:31.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeans</title><content type='html'>I need help finding jeans. I have 3 pairs, but one has paint on it and one is pretty old amd the one I really like is too big. I know poor me. My problem is that I don't know where to find good, cute, flatter my butt jeans that don't cost too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked K1 for jeans for Christmas and he said I need to try some on and then just tell him where to go. This should be easy, but it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you have any advice or know of a good place or even want to take me someplace, please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-5800768385381222119?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/5800768385381222119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=5800768385381222119' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5800768385381222119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5800768385381222119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/12/jeans.html' title='Jeans'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-7017006474073501403</id><published>2008-12-05T12:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:54:05.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elf Disco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A86702' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=3OuxvzKdcY8DFNgi&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=ElfYourself' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=3OuxvzKdcY8DFNgi&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=ElfYourself'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=3OuxvzKdcY8DFNgi&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=ElfYourself'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Send your own &lt;a href='http://www.elfyourself.com'&gt;ElfYourself&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/sendables'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyODUwNjgwMzIxOCZwdD*xMjI4NTA2ODM5MjE4JnA9NDE4ODEzJmQ9MjAyNjc1Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz*2N2UzZjBmNzFkY2Q*MzAyYWIwNWI1MmFkMGU3M2Y4Ng==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-7017006474073501403?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/7017006474073501403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=7017006474073501403' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7017006474073501403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7017006474073501403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/12/elf-disco.html' title='Elf Disco'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-688133223010062133</id><published>2008-12-01T10:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:25:33.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jewelery Boutique</title><content type='html'>Come see unique jewelry for low prices. I am hosting a jewelry boutique this week. All items are from Bali, any questions call me. Please tell your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday Dec. 3rd&lt;br /&gt;Open House 4 - 8pm&lt;br /&gt;1641 North 980 West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light refreshments will be served&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-688133223010062133?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/688133223010062133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=688133223010062133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/688133223010062133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/688133223010062133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/12/jewelery-boutique.html' title='Jewelery Boutique'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-80012429970383762</id><published>2008-11-27T13:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T13:21:38.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful for;</title><content type='html'>1. husband and kids&lt;br /&gt;2. parents (mine and k1's)&lt;br /&gt;3. family and friends&lt;br /&gt;4. modern technology&lt;br /&gt;5. my health&lt;br /&gt;6. gospel and the peace it gives me&lt;br /&gt;7. warmth from the roof over my head and clothes I wear&lt;br /&gt;8. K1's job and the finance it provides&lt;br /&gt;9. food I have to eat and feed my family&lt;br /&gt;10.children's laughter (nothing can cheer me up quicker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list could go on and on. I hope you don't wait till Thanksgiving to think about what you are thankful for. I try to reflect back every week, and tell people I am grateful for them and what they do for me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up this morning and ran a 4 mile race with a great friend and it was so beautiful outside. The crisp air, the snow on the mountains, and little bit of sun. What a great time to reflect on all the joy I have around me. Of course there are rough times, but they don't compare to the wonderful things. I thought about all the wonderful people in my life and hope they know just how grateful I am for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a great Thanksgiving where ever you may be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-80012429970383762?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/80012429970383762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=80012429970383762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/80012429970383762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/80012429970383762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-thankful-for.html' title='I am Thankful for;'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-3981830646232708098</id><published>2008-11-23T09:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T09:31:29.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calories burned</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered how many calories you burn in a day. I have thought about this lately, not quite sure why. I have a heart rate monitor that will tell me calories burned, I wear this when I workout. I decided to wear it all day and see what it would tell me. So yesterday, I put it on at 7:30am and went for a run, I only did 1 1/2 miles because my lungs were burning from the cold. I did some yard work and then ran errands and other normal mom stuff. When it came time to get ready for bed I took off the monitor and read the calories burned for the day. I had had the monitor on for 11 hours 48 Min's and 23 seconds, the calorie count was 3760. I was a little surprised and very pleased. It is nice to know that doing my "mom" job I can burn allot of calories. This doesn't give me the right to eat that many calories now, but makes me feel better about the 3 reese's peanut butter cups I ate at 9pm last night. So all you mom's out there can rest assure that our job is worth it in so many way's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know I have been trying to regain my pre-baby figure. I started back in April and have had some great help from friends. I started by changing my workouts to include weights, going to the gym more often and cutting back on my snacks. I then got in the habit of drinking more water and eating smaller portions. I can honestly say it worked for me. Seven months later I am down 16 pounds and 2 1/2inches in the waist. I would like to loose 5 to 6 pounds more and still tone up my stomach more, but now that I am 38 years young, I know it might take time and may never get to exactly what I want. I am happy with the results and even put a dress on last week and didn't have to wear a girdle with it. It made me cry. I also feel allot better and have more energy to handle my daily mom duties. So a big thanks to Shauna for showing me what to do with the weights and going to the gym with me so early in the morning, thanks to LauraLee for encouraging me and getting me running with her and Shelley.Thanks to Shelley for getting me to race and pushing my limits. Thanks to K1 for allowing me the time to do all this. I am doing another race on Thanksgiving day and hope the cold air doesn't kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my next experiment I want to put the monitor on K2 and see how many calories he burns in a day. I can only imagine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-3981830646232708098?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/3981830646232708098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=3981830646232708098' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3981830646232708098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3981830646232708098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/11/calories-burned.html' title='Calories burned'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-8440523024472864541</id><published>2008-11-19T12:19:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:19:12.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SSRo6fv84qI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PHo6Qr519ng/s1600-h/100_2566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SSRo6fv84qI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PHo6Qr519ng/s400/100_2566.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270452818094645922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to believe that a year has gone by since Sharon passed away. This picture was taken about 2 months before she passed away. She was diagnosed in May 2006 with Brain Cancer and given no more than 4 years to live. A year and a half later we would be saying our goodbye's. Over that year and a half she had several surgeries and took countless amounts of drug's and even endured chemo and radiation treatment's. It was not an easy time for her or the family, but through it all she kept her sense of humor. Not a day goes by that I am not reminded of her strength, wisdom and humor. Over the last year I have watched her boys struggle in school and with their dad. I have also watched her husband grow in a role he never thought possible. I have seen her parents shed so many tears of watching their only daughter pass before them. I have seen her brothers struggle to make sense of this and share so many wonderful stories about their sister. I too have shed tears for her and still laugh at the stories she could tell. I have felt her presence at certain times and her courage has gotten me through some tough times. K1 and others have noticed bits of Sharon in S and so much of Sharon in seen in her boys. I can have peace in knowing she is not suffering and she is waiting to greet me with open arms when my time comes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our family celebrates the birth of a new little girl, that carries her Aunt's name, we will never forget the sorrow of this day, but look forward to living righteously and being together as a family once more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-8440523024472864541?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/8440523024472864541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=8440523024472864541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8440523024472864541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8440523024472864541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-is-hard-to-believe-that-year-has.html' title='Remembering'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SSRo6fv84qI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PHo6Qr519ng/s72-c/100_2566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-3124694938034861019</id><published>2008-11-18T15:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:00:29.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney World Photos....Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-25.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2666130979421529637&amp;amp;site=widget-25.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2666130979421529637&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-25.slide.com/p1/2666130979421529637/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2666130979421529637&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-25.slide.com/p2/2666130979421529637/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2666130979421529637&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-25.slide.com/p4/2666130979421529637/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got the camera back. Here are pictures of our trip to DisneyWorld.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-3124694938034861019?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/3124694938034861019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=3124694938034861019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3124694938034861019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3124694938034861019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/11/disney-world-photosfinally.html' title='Disney World Photos....Finally'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-6429064877356383698</id><published>2008-11-17T15:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:49:18.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SSHx89V5vgI/AAAAAAAAAO4/bYv4ZDrOJow/s1600-h/audrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SSHx89V5vgI/AAAAAAAAAO4/bYv4ZDrOJow/s400/audrey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269759068561063426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey Sharon Payne was born at 4:05pm on Sunday November 16th. She is 6 pounds 13 ounces and 18 inches long. She is the second grand-daughter on the Payne side and she ends S's reign as the only girl. She was born to K1's brother and sister-in-law and was 3 weeks early. We are glad that she is here and healthy and that they can join the no longer sleeping until 10am, packing your whole house for a trip to grandma's, turning the volume on the t.v. down so you don't wake the baby club.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-6429064877356383698?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/6429064877356383698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=6429064877356383698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6429064877356383698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6429064877356383698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/11/welcome-to-family.html' title='Welcome to the family'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SSHx89V5vgI/AAAAAAAAAO4/bYv4ZDrOJow/s72-c/audrey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-7138035204763687794</id><published>2008-11-14T08:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:59:51.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids..what a joy</title><content type='html'>So, I just had to share some conversations I have had lately with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K2: "mommy, I wonder who J will marry when he gets older?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "I don't know"&lt;br /&gt;K2: "why not, you know everything"&lt;br /&gt;me: "I don't know who he will marry or who you or S will marry"&lt;br /&gt;K2: "I am going to marry S"&lt;br /&gt;me: "well she is your sister, so you can not marry her"&lt;br /&gt;K2: "but I love her and you love daddy"&lt;br /&gt;me: "I know you love her, but she is your sister and we just don't do that"&lt;br /&gt;K2: "you made me sad mommy:&lt;br /&gt;me: "I am sorry that you are sad, but you will find someone when you get older that you love even more then you love S"&lt;br /&gt;K2: "no I won't"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me very happy that he loves his sister so much. Flash forward about 10 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K2: "S, stop talking to me"&lt;br /&gt;S: "please leave me alone"&lt;br /&gt;K2: "I don't love you anymore and you are not my friend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell they have a love hate relationship, like most sibilings I know.&lt;br /&gt;Here is another one for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "J, please stop hitting S"&lt;br /&gt;J: "no way"&lt;br /&gt;me: " J, we do not talk that way"&lt;br /&gt;J: "pooh pooh"&lt;br /&gt;me: "okay J you need time out, let's go"&lt;br /&gt;J: "no way, pooh pooh"&lt;br /&gt;K2: "J, if you tell her your sorry, she will let you out and you won't get the spice"&lt;br /&gt;J: "ok, I sorry mommy"&lt;br /&gt;K2: "That is good, you don't want the spice"&lt;br /&gt;J: "no way pooh pooh"&lt;br /&gt;K2: "oh well, you need spice to make you not say bad words"&lt;br /&gt;K2: "mom go ahead and spice him"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, we have tried everything to get K2 to not call people names. After time outs and taking things away I resorted to cayenne pepper. K2 can not stand it and he has done really well. J has started with the name calling and so he has gotten it a couple of times. Please don't think I am mean, I just have to stick with what works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-7138035204763687794?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/7138035204763687794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=7138035204763687794' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7138035204763687794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7138035204763687794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/11/kidswhat-joy.html' title='Kids..what a joy'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4039949011258300868</id><published>2008-11-08T20:17:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T08:40:02.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom of speech</title><content type='html'>So much has been on the news lately about Prop 8 in California. I never really speak about politics, because I feel I don't always sound smart. I feel I need to say something and since this is my blog I am going to speak or write my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in California and my parents still live there. They have been very involved with Prop 8 and getting information out about it. This is not church doctrine material, it is the same information you would get in the mail and most likely throw away without reading it. Many people have spent alot of hours to get the word out about Prop 8 and it makes me so sad that the LDS Religion is being blamed for it passing. It has been said that church and state should be kept separate, and that "The Mormons should stay out of it". Well if a Mormon lives in California then they have the right to vote and are allowed to be involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this post on a friends blog and thought I would share it. It made me so sad, thanks Nicole for posting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear family and friends, Monday Oct. 27, 2008 I had a very disturbing experience yesterday that I would like to share with those of you that live outside of California (or outside of the San Francisco Bay area). This weekend we have stake conference. Our stake conference always begins with a stake temple session on Friday or Thursday night. Early Friday morning I received a call from the second counselor in our bishopric to let me know that there would be numerous protesters outside the temple, and to remind everyone to stay calm and to drive carefully. The beautiful Oakland Temple is located right across the bay from San Francisco, very close to the city of Berkeley. Apparently the opposition to proposition 8, the amendment that seeks to make marriage in Ca, between a man and a woman again, has realized the deep involvement of the church and begun to protest right outside of the temple and harass temple patrons. The fastest way to get to the temple from our house is to take the 680 freeway, but the exit is a bit tricky. The off ramp is extremely short and straight uphill. You then make an almost blind left turn, an immediate right and another left into the parking lot. As we approached the off ramp I realized there would be trouble, there was a backup onto the freeway from cars stalled on the off ramp. As we moved forward inches at a time, we realized this was due to a large group of loud protesters who were standing on both sides of the street, yelling, screaming and waving signs. When we got to the top of the off ramp, ready to make our turn, one protester jumped out right in front of our car. It took my husband all his self control to carefully maneuver around him to the left and proceed to the temple. I tried not to listen to all they were shouting at us, but I was shaking as I got to the temple front door. Several of the sisters, especially the ones driving on their own, were crying (which made me snap out of it and go into the RS President mode to comfort them). Later, as I was sitting in the perfect quiet of the chapel, I couldn't help but think of Lehi's dream, and the people who mocked the Saints from the big spacious building but 'we heeded them not'. It was a truly surreal experience, I'd never thought that I would have to go through an angry crowd to go to the temple. As we left late at night, the protesters had dispersed, temple security (who all looked very large and Tongan) stood by the gates. I never saw a single police man. Please pray for those of us in California fighting for prop 8--it's getting kind of scary out here!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This truly is just like Lehi's dream. I feel that I have to fight for what I believe in. I don't dislike or even hate those who have a different view on what a marriage should be, but they should also have the same respect for me and what I believe a marriage should be. I hope no one is offended by this post but I couldn't keep quite anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all those that worked so hard in California and other states to get the word out. May God bless us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4039949011258300868?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4039949011258300868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4039949011258300868' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4039949011258300868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4039949011258300868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/11/freedom-of-speech.html' title='Freedom of speech'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4339196729118183287</id><published>2008-11-05T08:52:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:17:35.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A great book for kids</title><content type='html'>Looking for a great gift for your favorite preschool teacher? Does your child need a new book to entertain them? Do you know someone that loves the alphabet and music? Well, I have the solution, it is called "Critter Crew with Melody Lou". This is a great kids book and CD of alphabet sounds and songs. My sister-in-law edited this book and her sister wrote the music and lyrics for the book. It is on it's way to stores, but I have it early. In stores it is $24.95, but I can offer it to you for $20, but if you buy more then 1, I will give it to you for $15 a book. Please stop by to see it or go to www.crittercrewbooks.com and let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget Christmas is coming and teachers love new books in the classroom. The songs are fun and easy. S loves to sing them, K dances around and J just follows along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pass this along to anyone you think might want one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4339196729118183287?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4339196729118183287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4339196729118183287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4339196729118183287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4339196729118183287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-book-for-kids.html' title='A great book for kids'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-6010068191706212920</id><published>2008-10-30T21:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:10:03.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and found</title><content type='html'>Good news, the camera has been found. Someone turned it in and the people at Disney mailed it to us and we should have it back in 5 to 7 days. So look for pictures from the trip next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-6010068191706212920?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/6010068191706212920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=6010068191706212920' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6010068191706212920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6010068191706212920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/10/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost and found'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-9056640802447151304</id><published>2008-10-29T12:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T13:53:45.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney and smiles, always go together</title><content type='html'>This is a long post of our trip to DISNEY WORLD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY ONE (Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;Travel to Orlando on two different planes with three children. They all did really well (thanks for all the tips, play dough and silly putty worked the best) J had a visit to the doctor on Monday before we left and so he was pretty drugged up for the trip there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY TWO (Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;Animal Kingdom was the park visited today. The kids loved all the animals and K2 had a blast in Dinosaur Town. We saw the Nemo show, road the new Everest roller coaster and even watched a parade. S got her face painted like an Indian princess, she was very happy about the way it turned out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Three (Thursday)&lt;br /&gt;Magic Kingdom is always a joy. Dumbo was the ride of choice today. J said again after every ride he did. We had a character breakfast at the 1900 cafe and the food was fantastic, but the characters kept passing right by us and another table. After several complaints we left. The kids seemed ok with us leaving and going back to ride more rides. S was a little scared on splash mountain and they both refused to ride thunder mountain. The rain hit late tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY FOUR (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;It was a rainy day at Epcot.We traveled the world today and the kids discovered all the Kidcot stops for arts and crafts in each country. This was great because it made the kids excited to stop at each country. We had a great lunch in Germany and even a great show. My wonderful in-laws took the kids back to the hotel and K1 and I had dinner alone and rode a couple rides before heading back to the hotel. Although it was raining off and on, it was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Five (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;Still rainy, but off to Hollywood Studios. The new ride there is Toy Story Mania. This ride is awesome for all ages. We rode it at least three times, it is a 3-D adventure of shooting at targets and getting point, almost like the Buzz Lightyear ride at Magic Kingdom. We saw the Indiana Stunt Show, Beauty and the Beast stage show, which had J clapping and dancing. Tower of terror, which the kids refused to ride. S said she heard me screaming and she knew it was scary. I can not help it, it makes me scream every time I ride it. We saw the fireworks at night and headed to bed rather late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY SIX (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;It was our day of rest as well. No parks today, we went to lunch at the Whispering Canyon at the Frontier Lodge and had a blast. This is a very family friendly restaurant. The kids get to ride stick horses around and loud is welcome. We walked around the grounds and caught a bus back to our hotel for nap time. About 20mins after returning home, K1 asked me for the camera, so he could charge it and I realized I did not have it and I left it on the bus. We called the lost and found and they said it would take about 30mins to contact all the buses and we need to call back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY SEVEN (Monday)&lt;br /&gt;Still no camera. I am just so sad about loosing all the pictures we have taken. We went back to Magic Kingdom for a couple hours and then to Hollywood Studios and finally to Epcot for dinner and a great choice of sweets in France and the fireworks show one last time. We kept checking all day, but still no camera had been turned in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY EIGHT (Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;Time to check out and head back to reality. We went back to the airport and started our trip home. the kids did really well and people even made comments on how well they did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to be home and get the kids back on schedule. Overall our trip was fantastic. We lost 2 pacifier's, ! camera, and used all the wipes and had to buy more for the trip home. K2 was up at 5:40am today and is currently napping. I only had 2 loads of laundry to do because we had a washer and dryer in our room. The suitcases are already empty and we are now getting ready for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the camera will return and I will be able to show you pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-9056640802447151304?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/9056640802447151304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=9056640802447151304' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/9056640802447151304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/9056640802447151304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/10/disney-and-smiles-always-go-together.html' title='Disney and smiles, always go together'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-2055674882334621030</id><published>2008-10-18T10:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:15:58.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HI HO HI HO</title><content type='html'>It is off to Disney World we go. Our family planned this trip back in March. We have been threatening our children for 7 months, if you don't behave you will not go. As Aunt Bonnie said " it is now time to follow through with the plan". My dad and step-mom have been gracious enough to let us use their Disney points to stay on property and K1's parents are coming along to help and have fun themselves and my mom and step-dad even gave the kids Christmas money early so they could buy something they really want. (within reason of course) I hope my kids know what great grandparents they have and will truly appreciate them someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we leave on Tuesday and I am looking for any ideas you may have to keep three kids busy on the plane ride their. I will have the DVD player, some never before seen sticker books and the uno game. Any other suggestions would be helpful. I know S can only do so much of her homework before she will tell me she is bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are packing and doing laundry and some are even bike riding, in the hopes that I will pack for him. We have also been fighting our first colds of the season, glad it happened before we left. So as usual this trip is well needed and deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post once we return with all our adventures and possibly even mis-adventures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-2055674882334621030?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/2055674882334621030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=2055674882334621030' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2055674882334621030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2055674882334621030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-ho-hi-ho.html' title='HI HO HI HO'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-3657361537241167915</id><published>2008-10-15T16:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:31:29.659-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Zion</title><content type='html'>I am finally getting around to posting pictures from our family's annual Zion trip. &lt;br /&gt;K1 and his family have been doing this trip for 17 years now. Family and friends gather for a weekend of hiking. Over the years the hikes have changed to accommodate children. We usually do a family friendly hike on Friday and then a more serious hike on Saturday. We take turns watching children, so everyone that wants to can go. We use to camp and that has changed to renting a home, although once the kids are old enough we want to return to camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was a little different though. We took our trip without one family member. The one who is always out front and leading the way, she did this in life and in death. Sharon was on every one's mind and talked about often this year. K1 even said S reminded him of Sharon on some of the hikes. S wore her aunt's old hat and soon took on the role of leading everyone and telling the younger kids she was in charge. (and none of them complained) We also had some poor weather for the Saturday hike and had to cancel it. We took the kids on the shuttle bus (aka fun bus, according to J) and did some smaller hikes in the rain. Overall it was a great trip and the kids look forward to next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1369094286740736158&amp;amp;site=widget-9e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286740736158&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/p1/1369094286740736158/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286740736158&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/p2/1369094286740736158/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=1369094286740736158&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9e.slide.com/p4/1369094286740736158/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-3657361537241167915?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/3657361537241167915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=3657361537241167915' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3657361537241167915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3657361537241167915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/10/trip-to-zion.html' title='Trip to Zion'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-163677058983665618</id><published>2008-10-09T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T08:00:01.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest things</title><content type='html'>So the refrigerator guy came today and K2 watched him move the refrigerator and this is what happened next;&lt;br /&gt;K2: "mommy, that man is really strong"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "your right K2 he is"&lt;br /&gt;K2; "it is because he is fat, fat, fat...(I stopped him)&lt;br /&gt;Me: "we don't talk that way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so embarrassed, and know the man is right behind me listening, because K2 doesn't talk quietly. So the man ordered the part needed and told me he would be back on Friday to install it. I hope it goes better on Friday, Good news though is that, the part is covered by the warranty. YEAH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-163677058983665618?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/163677058983665618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=163677058983665618' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/163677058983665618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/163677058983665618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/10/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids say the darndest things'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4648237351934389887</id><published>2008-10-08T11:06:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:23:44.611-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Having trouble?</title><content type='html'>Have any of you ever had trouble with your appliances? How about the same one twice in 2 months? When we moved into this house there was a side by side refrigerator. We had it replaced because the freezer side hit the wall and you couldn't open it all the way. We got a freezer on bottom in August of 2004. August of 2007 the freezer stopped working and it came down to the electronic board having to be replaced. In August 2008 the whole thing stopped cooling and freezing, this time it was the overload system. Not two months later we are at it again, this time the compressor is shot. At least this time the company has to pay for it, but we have to go through there repair person. I talked to customer service yesterday and the earliest they could get to me was Tuesday the 14th. I explained that this is my refrigerator and I need it fixed sooner. They then gave me a couple numbers of other repair people to call on my own to see if they could get it fixed sooner. So I have a repair person coming today between 3-6pm to hopefully fix it. I am highly disappointed with my Amana fridge and the customer service I have received from them. Whirlpool bought Amana and the service is still bad. I have been dealing with them since last year and it is the same story every time. Then to top it off, my washing machine is having problems. i guess it didn't like all the attention the refrigerator was getting. I spend at least 2 days a week with this thing, always filling and refilling it with clothes, you think that would be enough. What does it want from me? I hope all of you have a great relationship with your appliances.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4648237351934389887?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4648237351934389887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4648237351934389887' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4648237351934389887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4648237351934389887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/10/having-trouble.html' title='Having trouble?'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-6347599729726155007</id><published>2008-10-01T08:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T08:36:22.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 40</title><content type='html'>K1 is 40 today. He has done so many things in life and has accomplished much. I am so glad to have him in my life and to share a wonderful family together. Hope you have a greaet day and you don't look a day over 35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ad.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1369094286740400301&amp;amp;site=widget-ad.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:375px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286740400301&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ad.slide.com/p1/1369094286740400301/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286740400301&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ad.slide.com/p2/1369094286740400301/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=1369094286740400301&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ad.slide.com/p4/1369094286740400301/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-6347599729726155007?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/6347599729726155007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=6347599729726155007' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6347599729726155007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6347599729726155007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-40.html' title='The Big 40'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-567935143734244179</id><published>2008-09-23T14:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:31:37.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you see this?</title><content type='html'>Josh Groban is one of my favorite singers. I love to listen to him when I have had a bad day. I was very surprised when people were talking about his performance on the Emmy's. So I had to look at it for myself and this is what I found. I enjoyed it, hope you do to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9cQWelvgC4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A9cQWelvgC4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-567935143734244179?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/567935143734244179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=567935143734244179' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/567935143734244179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/567935143734244179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/09/did-you-see-this.html' title='Did you see this?'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4573373545935696941</id><published>2008-09-15T10:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:51:24.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas review</title><content type='html'>I made it back from my trip. I had a great time, scrapbooking, craft shopping, people watching, Phantom seeing, karaoke listening weekend. I stayed at Bonnie's Lake Las Vegas home, which has an awesome view of the lake and the village. Friday and Saturday night we were put to sleep (not) by the lovely karaoke singers at the club across the way. They were ok, until about 1am when all the liquor hit them and they really thought they could sing well. (thank heavens for ear plugs) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cathy and I arrived about 4pm on Thursday and once the car was unpacked, we walked around the village, then enjoyed a lovely dinner on the balcony of the home and started crafting. I got quite a bit of scrapbook done with all there help and even got to use Sandi's cricket. (that is a cool toy) Friday, they took me to ever craft and stamp store in town. Then we had a lunch break at In and out burger. I found out they are going to open a burger shop in Provo and SLC, sometime soon, I can hardly wait. We did alot more scrapbooking and then that night there was a local band "Concrete Hillbilly" who performed on the stage right below us. Then at 10pm the karaoke group started and they didn't stop until 2am. You can imagine that the more they drank the better they thought they sounded and so that is when the earplugs went in. Saturday was the big Scrapbook Expo, we headed out at 9am and went to Cashman Center close to downtown Vegas. There were alot of vans in the parking lot, and we were expecting a huge crowd. Last year there was about 200 booths, so we prepared to spend all day. When we entered we saw about 30 booths and no big crowds. The ladies were disappointed and apologized to me and I was not sad at all. I was kid free and loving it. We did all the booths, made some take home items and headed out to go get some show tickets at about noon. Once we had our show tickets in hand we walked around the Venetian, had lunch and then got ready for the show. We saw The Phantom of the Opera at the Venetian. I had never seen it and so the ladies felt I needed to. It was a great show, I had nothing to compare it too, but everyone agreed that they did an awesome job and the special affects were great. I had a fabulous time driving down the strip after the show as we returned to the house. This time there was a jazz band on stage and after they finished, it was karaoke again. this time they didn't sing as late, but still an earplug night. Sunday we squeezed in more scrapbooking before Cathy and I headed home. The car was packed and we said our goodbye's, then the long drive home begun. We made a stop in St. George for lunch/dinner at in and out, had to get my fill. Then got home around 7pm. I found the house clean and everyone in one piece. All went well here and they missed me, they said as they rummaged through my stuff to see if I brought them anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to the next girls trip. Everything is back to normal at my house. K2 was up twice during the night with a fever, J was up at 6:30am ready to start his day. I am glad I got some sleep and regained some energy for my mommy job that is back in full swing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot; my sister Leah had her baby Friday evening. He is only 30 weeks and 1 pound 7 ounces and 12 inches long. (about the size of two bills lined up together)This was an emergency c-section because he just wasn't gaining weight and he started to show signs of distress. He is breathing on his own with out oxygen and is hook to alot of tubes for monitoring and feeding. He doesn't have a name yet, but he is doing well. My sister is recovering well also and looks forward to spending at least the next 2 months visiting her baby boy at the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-a5.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2810246167489417381&amp;amp;site=widget-a5.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167489417381&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a5.slide.com/p1/2810246167489417381/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167489417381&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a5.slide.com/p2/2810246167489417381/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2810246167489417381&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a5.slide.com/p4/2810246167489417381/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4573373545935696941?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4573373545935696941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4573373545935696941' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4573373545935696941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4573373545935696941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/09/vegas-review.html' title='Vegas review'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-2367573578826634850</id><published>2008-09-10T20:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:32:34.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>So, K1 came back from his business trip today and I head out tomorrow with my mother-in-law for some scrap booking time in Vegas. I am more then ready for this trip. The kids have colds and are very whinny. I have pack up some supplies and will hopefully get S's pre-school and Kindergarten pictures scrap booked while I am gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited to spend time with my mother-in-law, Aunt Bonnie and Aunt Sandi. I have never hung out with them by myself, since I married into the family. I hope to learn alot of crafting tips and other things from them. They are great women and I am glad they have invited me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the house will still be standing when I return and that K1 will have all his hair. One thing I can guarantee, is that the house will be clean. K1 is always good at that and I am very grateful to him for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will post when I return with all the crazy Vegas activities (nothing like my younger days) and how things went here. I am sure you will all want to hear that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-2367573578826634850?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/2367573578826634850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=2367573578826634850' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2367573578826634850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2367573578826634850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/09/viva-las-vegas.html' title='Viva Las Vegas'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-3118087800844642231</id><published>2008-09-05T09:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T12:44:55.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week</title><content type='html'>So, I have to tell you, this has been a very crazy week, I have had both boys home all week, because K2's preschool teacher had to go to Idaho for a funeral. Although J has enjoyed having K2 home with him, I have been pulling my hair out. They are fighting all the time, and J is starting to hit back and tell me NO. S has been a little whiny at the end of the day and not wanting to do her homework. She said " I don't like doing homework", if she is this way now, what will it be like in 10 years? Then, I finally had my eyes checked after several years of complaining that my eyesight was getting worse. I got my glasses this week and have had to get use to wearing them, but who knew that everything really looked that fabulous. (I am not so sure about contacts, but that will most likely happen next) I also made a payment to the wrong company and didn't realize it until they called to tell me I was late. I fought with them over the phone, I made the payment and I gave them all my info and then later that day I got a letter from the other company that I had a credit with them for the same amount the other company said I stilled owed. WOW..I was so embarrassed. I haven't been to the gym much this week because I haven't been feeling so well and my temper is very short. (sorry kids, I really do love you) K1 is going on a business trip next week and when he gets back I get to go with my mother-in-law and K1's Aunt Bonnie and Aunt Sandi to Vegas for 4 days. I am looking forward to the break. Thanks to K1 for taking time off work, so I can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't get me wrong, I love my family and the opportunity I have to stay home and raise them. I live in a geat neighborhood and have a very supportive family and great friends. It is just nice to get away from the everyday things and people that are always wanting me to make, find and fix things for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope the weekend will be mellow and that my trip will rejuvinate me enough to last until my next trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-3118087800844642231?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/3118087800844642231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=3118087800844642231' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3118087800844642231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3118087800844642231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-week.html' title='What a week'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4184701123776393820</id><published>2008-08-31T16:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:04:33.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No one to play with</title><content type='html'>J was so sad after he found himself alone with me. S and K2 were off to school and he cried for an hour. Nothing I did seemed to help and so I decided to video it and share with everyone. It was pretty cute, but I felt bad for him. He will have to get use to it, because next year will be even worse since K2 will be in kindergarten. The rec. center pool opens this week, so maybe some water time with mom will help ease his pain. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9c0abff6210b4b98&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4184701123776393820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4184701123776393820' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4184701123776393820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4184701123776393820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-one-to-play-with.html' title='No one to play with'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4125131822138562655</id><published>2008-08-21T08:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T08:37:00.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwvifDyU7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/UcgbzkJNrpg/s1600-h/100_4851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwvifDyU7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/UcgbzkJNrpg/s320/100_4851.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236612736224482226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwvjLn8PJI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5NvWM2jKbk0/s1600-h/100_4854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwvjLn8PJI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5NvWM2jKbk0/s320/100_4854.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236612748187286674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwvjvS7A8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/EXI0uXi9Do8/s1600-h/100_4875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwvjvS7A8I/AAAAAAAAAOE/EXI0uXi9Do8/s320/100_4875.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236612757762802626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwvkJZetYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/OZ-Y5OW-B_I/s1600-h/100_4943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwvkJZetYI/AAAAAAAAAOM/OZ-Y5OW-B_I/s320/100_4943.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236612764769629570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwvkzFZVPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/cklXSsq9AIM/s1600-h/100_4870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwvkzFZVPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/cklXSsq9AIM/s320/100_4870.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236612775959680242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday August 9th S went to The Princess Festival. She had a great time dancing with Prince Charming and learning to curtsy with Cinderella. She even grossed out watching the Prince kiss Sleeping Beauty. Thanks to my sister for taking her, since  K1 was out of town I had to stay with the boys. S is looking forward to next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She alao has been bike racing. Last week she entered her second race and got 3rd place. She was so excited to get her ribbon. She has another race this weekend and since school has started she has been able to practice as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of school, She is very excited for 1st grade. She is happy about 2 recesses and eating lunch at school. Monday was a good day, Tuesday she said was awesome and she asked me if it was Friday yet, when I asked why she said "because I want to buy lunch". So Wednesday she bought lunch and enjoyed it alot. I had to make a special trip to the store on Monday night, because I realized I didn't have any lunch stuff for her to take. Who knew it would be so hard to pack a school lunch. So far she likes her class and teacher. I can not believe she is so grown up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4125131822138562655?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4125131822138562655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4125131822138562655' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4125131822138562655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4125131822138562655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-princess.html' title='My Princess'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwvifDyU7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/UcgbzkJNrpg/s72-c/100_4851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4326610320474701232</id><published>2008-08-18T21:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:36:54.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Birthday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwrSuHtlJI/AAAAAAAAANM/0u-C3BkjTos/s1600-h/100_4876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwrSuHtlJI/AAAAAAAAANM/0u-C3BkjTos/s320/100_4876.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236608067343062162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwrTAv4bEI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZiDZeJ9qOWM/s1600-h/100_4882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwrTAv4bEI/AAAAAAAAANU/ZiDZeJ9qOWM/s320/100_4882.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236608072343383106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwrTfGkp4I/AAAAAAAAANc/zP8Sym4Cybk/s1600-h/100_4891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwrTfGkp4I/AAAAAAAAANc/zP8Sym4Cybk/s320/100_4891.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236608080491620226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwrTwKimoI/AAAAAAAAANk/BUYwrO1H6Jc/s1600-h/100_4924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwrTwKimoI/AAAAAAAAANk/BUYwrO1H6Jc/s320/100_4924.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236608085071665794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwrUaDYtWI/AAAAAAAAANs/1Kf5MpM05Bc/s1600-h/100_4928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwrUaDYtWI/AAAAAAAAANs/1Kf5MpM05Bc/s320/100_4928.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236608096315946338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4326610320474701232?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4326610320474701232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4326610320474701232' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4326610320474701232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4326610320474701232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/08/lots-of-birthday-fun.html' title='Lots of Birthday Fun'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SKwrSuHtlJI/AAAAAAAAANM/0u-C3BkjTos/s72-c/100_4876.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-2317545619305189451</id><published>2008-08-14T07:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T07:58:58.351-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Big J</title><content type='html'>Two years ago today I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. He is the sweetest baby and a great sleeper. He was the only boy in the nursery at the hospital with about 6 girls. The nurses would put him in the middle of all of them, so he had a harem, since he was born. He has 2 cousins that are a day older then him. So we give a big be-lated shout out to Stephen and Spencer. They have not yet met as they live in New York, someday they will join forces and tear up someone's home together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to many more birthday's with this sweet boy. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIG J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-79.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2810246167486115961&amp;amp;site=widget-79.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167486115961&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-79.slide.com/p1/2810246167486115961/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2810246167486115961&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-79.slide.com/p2/2810246167486115961/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2810246167486115961&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-79.slide.com/p4/2810246167486115961/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-2317545619305189451?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/2317545619305189451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=2317545619305189451' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2317545619305189451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2317545619305189451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-big-j.html' title='Happy Birthday Big J'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-6902416848776150629</id><published>2008-08-08T09:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T10:40:09.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighter.....</title><content type='html'>I have been planning to cut my hair for a couple months now. I have had long hair most of my life and decided it was time for a change. So once I decided to do it I thought why not donate my hair to Lock of Love. This is an orginization that makes wigs for those that loose their hair due to illness. As most of you know I lost my sister-in-law from cancer last year. She didn't loose all her hair, but did loose some during her battle. I am doing this in her honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once S found out what I was doing she wanted to get involved. She has asked K1 and me if she could cut her hair also. K1 really likes her long hair and was very hesitant about letting her. I had to remind him that she wasn't asking permission to get a tatoo, it is just hair and it will grow back. He finally got on board and so yesterday S and I went and got our hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor did the deed for us, 10 1/2 inches later, S had a huge grin on her face and is very happy with the way it turned out. Then it was my turn, I was really nervous and hesitated a little. But after 10 inches with the intial cut and a couple more during the rest of the cut, I have short hair. I am still in the getting use to it fase and S told me it was a little cute, K2 is not sure and J just stares at me. K1 has to get use to it too. So I will let you know in a couple weeks, but until then here are a few pictures for you to judge yourself. Don't be shy leave me a comment and let me know your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-e3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1369094286739438819&amp;amp;site=widget-e3.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286739438819&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e3.slide.com/p1/1369094286739438819/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286739438819&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e3.slide.com/p2/1369094286739438819/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;amp;id=1369094286739438819&amp;amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e3.slide.com/m/1369094286739438819/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=1369094286739438819&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e3.slide.com/p4/1369094286739438819/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-6902416848776150629?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/6902416848776150629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=6902416848776150629' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6902416848776150629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6902416848776150629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/08/lighter.html' title='Lighter.....'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-6525625784444806705</id><published>2008-08-01T11:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:01:56.779-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it sunny in here?</title><content type='html'>So I left some items I had taken to camp with me, on the kids bathroom counter. I was in my room folding laundry and I thought all 3 kids were playing in the livingroom. Then I here a small voice say "Mommy, soap". I was a bit puzzled and came out of my room to find this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SJCgmLnZXgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1ajZGt00JIA/s1600-h/100_4814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228855745190649346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SJCgmLnZXgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1ajZGt00JIA/s320/100_4814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SJCgmuR5ufI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aeQpP05RqcU/s1600-h/100_4812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228855754495736306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SJCgmuR5ufI/AAAAAAAAAMw/aeQpP05RqcU/s320/100_4812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SJCgmw0OwWI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Wu_dChHBLcY/s1600-h/100_4813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228855755176591714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SJCgmw0OwWI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Wu_dChHBLcY/s320/100_4813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he got the right sunscreen to cover his face and it has been hot enough to need it. K1 always tells me to put things away, right away and not wait tell later. This would be a good reason why it should be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-6525625784444806705?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/6525625784444806705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=6525625784444806705' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6525625784444806705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6525625784444806705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-it-sunny-in-here.html' title='Is it sunny in here?'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SJCgmLnZXgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1ajZGt00JIA/s72-c/100_4814.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-6487359326271149472</id><published>2008-07-29T10:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T10:04:17.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-01.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2738188573446608129&amp;amp;site=widget-01.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573446608129&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-01.slide.com/p1/2738188573446608129/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2738188573446608129&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-01.slide.com/p2/2738188573446608129/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2738188573446608129&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-01.slide.com/p4/2738188573446608129/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-6487359326271149472?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/6487359326271149472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=6487359326271149472' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6487359326271149472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6487359326271149472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_29.html' title='Picture&apos;s'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-1226014508554396739</id><published>2008-07-29T09:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:20:56.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping with the girl's</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, I was encharge of planning Girl's Camp for the young woman at my church. I was given this calling back in January and started looking for an assistant right away. After months of planning and meeting with people, it came time to go to camp and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;I left my family behind on Tuesday the 22nd and headed to Mia Shalom for the week. The weather was great, not too hot and a little rain. The girl's all did great. There was very little complaining about the cabin assignments, they all helped set up camp and even enjoyed splashing each other in the canoe's. We wore them out the first day and they were all in bed and asleep by 10pm. The leaders were a little nervous, and wondered what they were planning for the next night.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went on their hikes, according to their year and every group got lost, but all returned safely. We played alot of games, sang songs, roasted marshmellow's, ate good food and laughed alot. The girl's in my church are awesome, I am sad that my time with them is over. They all seemed to enjoy themselves and it was so cool to hear them complement each other. They worked together as a group and no one was ever left out.&lt;br /&gt;While I was gone, S decided to ride her bike without her training wheels and K1 had her in her first bike race, the next day. S had a great time and can't wait to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;I do hope I am given the opportunity to go to camp again. A big thank you to all that helped make this a great girl's camp. To my family who supported me and to my in-laws who helped watch my kids while I was gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-1226014508554396739?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/1226014508554396739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=1226014508554396739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1226014508554396739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1226014508554396739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/07/camping-with-girls.html' title='Camping with the girl&apos;s'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-1720707386076972690</id><published>2008-07-10T11:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:00:49.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME</title><content type='html'>So today I turn 38. Yep, I am only 2 years away from 40. I have never been one to care about my age. (since I seem to act childish most of the time) For some reason though I have been very emotional about this birthday. It could be that my request for gifts have gotten less personal. Last year I requested a swing set, so my kids would have something to do and this year I requested a tree for my front yard. Thanks to my hubby and in-laws (and to Ben Platt for planting it), I now have a tree in my front yard. It could also be that I am struggling to find my HIDDEN talents and use them, or that I haven't decided if I should have another kid, or that I am just hormonal. What ever the reason this one is tough for me. As some of you know I have tried to change my eating habits, I have been working out more and even ran a race for the first time in my life. Oh my gosh it just hit me......I am having a mid-life crisis. Is this possible at 38?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I could have one at any age, but thought you had to be going through menopause for that. I guess that is next in my life at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that I have 3 wonderful kids (most of the time), a great husband, and wonderful family and friends all around me. I have a home (well, 2...does anyone want to buy a townhouse in Provo?), clothes to wear and food to eat. I do have more then some and for this I am grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids have been making plans for my Big day. S asked me yesterday; "Mommy do you know what I want to get you for your birthday?" I said , "NO?" She then said, "Well I need to call daddy to tell him because I haven't been shopping yet." K1 is taking an early lunch today to take her shopping. K2 told me he wants to get me and elephant for my birthday. I said, "Where would we put an elephant?" K2 replied, "In the backyard, of course." I said, "We don't need an elephant." To which he replied, "but I , I mean YOU really need one." So, it comes down to the fact that K2 really wants an elephant and my birthday is a good excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the gym this morning and had a great workout with a friend. Good start to my day, once S got up she came into my room and asked me to follow her, I went to the kitchen and found that she had prepared a bowl of my favorite cereal (special k with strawberries) for me It has been a good day so far. I am sure I will get over being 38 just in time to turn 39 and have something else to talk about.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to this BIRTHDAY I say " BRING IT ON"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-1720707386076972690?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/1720707386076972690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=1720707386076972690' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1720707386076972690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1720707386076972690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-3325807662394911245</id><published>2008-07-07T07:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T14:11:13.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I SURVIVED.....</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago I thought it would be fun to sign up for the Provo Freedom Run. I talked my friend into doing it with me and I started running more often, well ok for the first time. This year I have really been focusing on working out and eating better, so I figured why not try running a 5K. Well my friend signed up for the 10K because it was the same price as the 5K. So not wanting to run it alone,I signed up for the 10K. K1 thought I was crazy and said" you can't just decide one day that you are going to run a race". Well, I did and wow, what an experience. Friday morning I was a little nervous but felt great. The race started and I soon realized I had not run up hill at all in my training, so after 1 mile of a slight incline my friend left me. (although I kept her in my sights for the next couple of miles) Once I hit the part of the course that is on the parade route, I realized I couldn't stop and walk at all because of the hundreds of people staring at me. I kept going and going and going. I hit mile 5 and my legs were starting to feel it, but I had some good music in my ear and felt I could last 1 more mile. Half way through that last mile it starts back uphill again and try as I might, I had to stop running and take to walking quickly. I came into the finish line 6 mins. behind my friend and with K1 and the kids cheering me on. I finished under my goal time and I was not last. Overall I am very happy with my results and look forward to doing better next year. Thanks K1 for your support and encouraging words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;feeling good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SHJ2kZSKxHI/AAAAAAAAAMY/vyrOYIMB3f0/s1600-h/100_4609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220365285710283890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SHJ2kZSKxHI/AAAAAAAAAMY/vyrOYIMB3f0/s320/100_4609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;glad to be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SHJ2k7m-nwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/qdsFQ9ziCVA/s1600-h/100_4623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220365294924373762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SHJ2k7m-nwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/qdsFQ9ziCVA/s320/100_4623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-3325807662394911245?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/3325807662394911245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=3325807662394911245' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3325807662394911245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3325807662394911245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-survived.html' title='I SURVIVED.....'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SHJ2kZSKxHI/AAAAAAAAAMY/vyrOYIMB3f0/s72-c/100_4609.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-1791807047605446852</id><published>2008-06-27T09:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T09:55:38.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to the dentist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SGULvttB1JI/AAAAAAAAAMI/S19tF1bm5FM/s1600-h/100_4467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216588657728803986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SGULvttB1JI/AAAAAAAAAMI/S19tF1bm5FM/s320/100_4467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SGULv6RfetI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rLDEruO_F18/s1600-h/100_4470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216588661102967506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SGULv6RfetI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/rLDEruO_F18/s320/100_4470.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;S had a dentist appointment to get her permanent molars sealed. I knew S would have a hard time with this and gave the dentist my permission to use gas if S started to freak out. She did fine until they found a small cavity in one of the molars and decided to fill it. The drill scared her and not even the movie she was watching was helping. They brought out the gas and put it on and she wouldn't breathe through her nose. I did have her blanket with me and that helped some. After 1 1/2 they finished and S was doing ok. She told me later that she never wants to go back again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole time I was in the waiting area with the boys. They were getting bored and nap time was upon us. They played video games, watched a movie and J even had time to entertain us with his xylophone skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you enjoy the pictures and video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8dc7964d2c4f44a6" 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://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8dc7964d2c4f44a6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5290122F2D57E00ABCF5D72ED6D692F72EDD5045.6C0F554CDC01FB4F0D1EA65104A45F483FE664BF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8dc7964d2c4f44a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrHICloaJY2XqHgRTJksC5zLXN3Q&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://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8dc7964d2c4f44a6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5290122F2D57E00ABCF5D72ED6D692F72EDD5045.6C0F554CDC01FB4F0D1EA65104A45F483FE664BF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8dc7964d2c4f44a6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrHICloaJY2XqHgRTJksC5zLXN3Q&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/6098552420504065668-1791807047605446852?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/1791807047605446852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=1791807047605446852' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1791807047605446852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1791807047605446852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/06/trip-to-dentist.html' title='A trip to the dentist'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SGULvttB1JI/AAAAAAAAAMI/S19tF1bm5FM/s72-c/100_4467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-8354334375777543196</id><published>2008-06-11T16:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T16:50:07.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so gracefull....</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, I am the Young Women's Camp Director for my church this year. It has been a challenge and a blessing for me. I am enjoying getting to know the girls and hanging out with them.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I was able to go to an activity with some of the girls. We had homemade pizza, died shirts and even jumped on the trampoline. Most of my family and friends know that I am not very gracefull. When the girls asked us leaders to come play, we agree'd. I needed some assistance staying in one place. The girls were very helpful and one even told me, right before we went home, to work on my confidence for next time.&lt;br /&gt;I have placed a couple video's of my adventure for your enjoyment. All I can say is " thank goodness I emptied my bladder first". 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width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-1309215088779095092</id><published>2008-06-03T08:15:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T11:51:21.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been awhile.........</title><content type='html'>So much has happened the last couple of weeks. I will give you a run down and then post some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I had Mom's Day at S's school. We played games, read books and she even wrote me a note. The funniest part was this little song they sing and the actions they do with it. Look for the video below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, S had her end of school play. She was in Click Clack Moo, Cows that type. She was a hen and did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, K2 had his preschool program. He did awesome, what a performer. He has one more year of preschool before kindergarten. He loves Ms. Tammy and looks forward to summer camp at her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, S had her Dance Festival at school. All the kindergartener's did a dance together. S was burried in the middle of the group so I wasn't able to get very good pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, S also had her Spring Finale for clogging. She is looking forward to taking a break from this for the summer. K2 wants to try it out for the summer and see if he likes it. Daddy would like him to focus on biking instead, to which Kohl replies "no way". His time will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between all this, we have been going to daddy's bike races, planning girl's camp, throwing a baby shower for a good friend and spending time with grandparents. So life has been a little crazy, but now that summer is here it should mellow out. 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SEVdn4wmhRI/AAAAAAAAALw/mwhu8qfllpM/s320/100_4290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SEVdocQrtUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Z2Nl01tJscA/s1600-h/100_4289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207671493486163266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SEVdocQrtUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Z2Nl01tJscA/s320/100_4289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-1309215088779095092?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1e5956ddc0cca6e5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/1309215088779095092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=1309215088779095092' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1309215088779095092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1309215088779095092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-has-been-awhile.html' title='It has been awhile.........'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SEVdmlRJlPI/AAAAAAAAALY/bKpSNUfe4Kk/s72-c/100_4236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4101940231405797809</id><published>2008-05-12T11:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T15:05:59.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Revue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SCiAiIVu_vI/AAAAAAAAALA/kkEED7Nv828/s1600-h/100_4218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199547093641789170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SCiAiIVu_vI/AAAAAAAAALA/kkEED7Nv828/s320/100_4218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breakfast made by kids and hubby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SCiAiYVu_wI/AAAAAAAAALI/zzzJtcw8cQQ/s1600-h/100_4220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199547097936756482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SCiAiYVu_wI/AAAAAAAAALI/zzzJtcw8cQQ/s320/100_4220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gifts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SCiAioVu_xI/AAAAAAAAALQ/3IPY1c6OT6U/s1600-h/100_4221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199547102231723794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SCiAioVu_xI/AAAAAAAAALQ/3IPY1c6OT6U/s320/100_4221.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kohl made at preschool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bc9bab765d821360" 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://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbc9bab765d821360%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6366CA574846B700BED69AEF26E85D7C20494175.3A07F11DEAED7FDCEE38DC642EE9DFF863978305%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbc9bab765d821360%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D21SBfvT3ZhSV3CfhPidJdmd4PXs&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://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbc9bab765d821360%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6366CA574846B700BED69AEF26E85D7C20494175.3A07F11DEAED7FDCEE38DC642EE9DFF863978305%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbc9bab765d821360%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D21SBfvT3ZhSV3CfhPidJdmd4PXs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I spent the evening with family and friends. I am grateful for the opportunity I have been given to be a mom and for all the joy it brings me. Hope you all had a great day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4101940231405797809?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bc9bab765d821360&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4101940231405797809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4101940231405797809' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4101940231405797809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4101940231405797809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-revue.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Revue'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SCiAiIVu_vI/AAAAAAAAALA/kkEED7Nv828/s72-c/100_4218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4278120298198323919</id><published>2008-05-01T12:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T12:51:14.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The baby blues</title><content type='html'>J has started to play the harmonica and he is getting pretty good. He loves to put on shows for us, I see a career in his furture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4a826d32eb0dcddc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4a826d32eb0dcddc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13A7A7628CA271393069150FC76F793A6ACBE021.59D7950272E2D1B219E3554DE2D5A6BA910A9C77%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4a826d32eb0dcddc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEJjnOn4QOuZjuos9SM3CqrvrPh0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4a826d32eb0dcddc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13A7A7628CA271393069150FC76F793A6ACBE021.59D7950272E2D1B219E3554DE2D5A6BA910A9C77%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4a826d32eb0dcddc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEJjnOn4QOuZjuos9SM3CqrvrPh0&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/6098552420504065668-4278120298198323919?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4a826d32eb0dcddc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4278120298198323919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4278120298198323919' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4278120298198323919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4278120298198323919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-blues.html' title='The baby blues'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-2156128434431521780</id><published>2008-04-22T12:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T12:09:18.128-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming lessons begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-10.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1873497444995686928&amp;amp;site=widget-10.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1873497444995686928&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-10.slide.com/p1/1873497444995686928/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1873497444995686928&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-10.slide.com/p2/1873497444995686928/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;amp;id=1873497444995686928&amp;amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-10.slide.com/m/1873497444995686928/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-2156128434431521780?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/2156128434431521780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=2156128434431521780' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2156128434431521780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2156128434431521780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/04/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Swimming lessons begin'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-8972954239018388319</id><published>2008-04-16T09:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T10:04:16.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys love dirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SAYfpgqhQOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lkI5BC2c704/s1600-h/100_4096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189870418594447586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SAYfpgqhQOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lkI5BC2c704/s320/100_4096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SAYfqQqhQPI/AAAAAAAAAKA/yQUxEHGJYNU/s1600-h/100_4097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189870431479349490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SAYfqQqhQPI/AAAAAAAAAKA/yQUxEHGJYNU/s320/100_4097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last weekend we all went to Hurricane Utah to see K1's bike race. The kids were very excited and cheered him on to a second place finish in his division. The weather was warm with a little breeze and there was alot of dirt to play in. S and K2 ran around and played with other kids, but J was happy to sit and play in the dirt. I had to but my feelings of a dirty child aside and let him have fun. He ran it through his fingers and tossed it in the air. He laid in it and just enjoyed the whole dirt experience. Overall it was a great trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-78ce7e5d33121e40" 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://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D78ce7e5d33121e40%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75433348B916A7E0FEBE37A62A6812EBEB3DC119.5424787A3C544D994B63A0E0F2F102E5ABECB48B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D78ce7e5d33121e40%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKwy8sTDD4qpMJNtzpovjfjGQ3OU&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://v7.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D78ce7e5d33121e40%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75433348B916A7E0FEBE37A62A6812EBEB3DC119.5424787A3C544D994B63A0E0F2F102E5ABECB48B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D78ce7e5d33121e40%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKwy8sTDD4qpMJNtzpovjfjGQ3OU&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/6098552420504065668-8972954239018388319?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=78ce7e5d33121e40&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/8972954239018388319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=8972954239018388319' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8972954239018388319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8972954239018388319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/04/boys-love-dirt.html' title='Boys love dirt'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/SAYfpgqhQOI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lkI5BC2c704/s72-c/100_4096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-6429936591657433422</id><published>2008-04-04T09:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T09:48:26.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It is finally sinking in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R_ZLUSV4v2I/AAAAAAAAAJg/nNgGnqlFtlk/s1600-h/100_3160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185414832856809314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R_ZLUSV4v2I/AAAAAAAAAJg/nNgGnqlFtlk/s320/100_3160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R_ZLUyV4v3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/SyK_T_E9bXE/s1600-h/100_3161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185414841446743922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R_ZLUyV4v3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/SyK_T_E9bXE/s320/100_3161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R_ZLVCV4v4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/VmeWGCi_r5A/s1600-h/100_3162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185414845741711234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R_ZLVCV4v4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/VmeWGCi_r5A/s320/100_3162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So after having to drag S out of bed every morning and get her ready for school, she is finally doing it herself. All week she has gotten up on her own, gotten dressed and even made her bed. When asked one morning if she made her bed she said yes and I can show you. I went to go to her room and she brought me the camera and showed me the pictures she had taken of her clean room. While I don't like her using the camera, I was proud of her for doing such a good. I can only hope we won't loose track over the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-6429936591657433422?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/6429936591657433422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=6429936591657433422' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6429936591657433422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6429936591657433422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-is-finally-sinking-in.html' title='It is finally sinking in'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R_ZLUSV4v2I/AAAAAAAAAJg/nNgGnqlFtlk/s72-c/100_3160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4872101459977477571</id><published>2008-04-01T10:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T14:28:29.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did they go?</title><content type='html'>Some of you may be asking yourselves where all my friends blog links went? Some of you may not have noticed and others may not care. I have put most of my links on a secure link so it is not visible from my site any more. This is for your safety and comfort. Some of you have expressed concern of being on other people's blogs, I understand your concerns and I am taking steps to help you feel safe. I have left a couple of links on my blog for convience for some other people. If you would like me to put you on my secure link just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this helps you all feel a little safer in the blogging world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4872101459977477571?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4872101459977477571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4872101459977477571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4872101459977477571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4872101459977477571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/04/where-did-they-go.html' title='Where did they go?'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-1339400057902486747</id><published>2008-03-26T13:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T13:38:26.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AQUABOY</title><content type='html'>Battling soap scum, tub grime and shampoo hordes. Able to swim the length of an entire tub in .2 seconds. With the unique ability to communicate with plastic bath animals and survive 80 degree tubwater for 20 mins. or more, AQUABOY is commited to keeping our tub community and himself  sparkling clean.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-qjOCV4v0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9iL8DhzqWbA/s1600-h/100_4077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182133782785343298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-qjOCV4v0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9iL8DhzqWbA/s320/100_4077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-qjOSV4v1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Y-FVsNcpSXo/s1600-h/100_4078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182133787080310610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-qjOSV4v1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Y-FVsNcpSXo/s320/100_4078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMING TO THEATER'S SOON&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-1339400057902486747?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/1339400057902486747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=1339400057902486747' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1339400057902486747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1339400057902486747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/03/aquaboy.html' title='AQUABOY'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-qjOCV4v0I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9iL8DhzqWbA/s72-c/100_4077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-3631465219965983904</id><published>2008-03-25T09:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T10:12:18.161-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Easter Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-kiqyV4vvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/I6nr1J5dFnA/s1600-h/100_4045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181710964729888498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-kiqyV4vvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/I6nr1J5dFnA/s320/100_4045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-kisCV4vwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/f5xfeucfYwQ/s1600-h/100_4046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181710986204724994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-kisCV4vwI/AAAAAAAAAIw/f5xfeucfYwQ/s320/100_4046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-kisSV4vxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9XRc3pIGsYQ/s1600-h/100_4053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181710990499692306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-kisSV4vxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/9XRc3pIGsYQ/s320/100_4053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-kisyV4vyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/P_Y_fAqLz4o/s1600-h/100_4063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181710999089626914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-kisyV4vyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/P_Y_fAqLz4o/s320/100_4063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-kitSV4vzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bZCPHNjEMuQ/s1600-h/100_4064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181711007679561522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-kitSV4vzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bZCPHNjEMuQ/s320/100_4064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We woke up to find the Easter bunny had left us all a little treat. Jansen was sick, but still got excited about the candy in his basket. S, K2 and I went to church and K1 stayed home with J and tried to get some rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church, we went to my in-laws and found that the Easter bunny had hidden eggs for us there and also had small baskets for us all. We had a great dinner and celebrated pop's, greg's and mel's birthdays. It is always nice to visit with family...although their is yelling and crying all around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although my kids love the treats and to find eggs, I am very proud that they remember the true meaning of Easter. Kohl told us that it is about the empty tomb and Sierra said it is about Jesus dying on the cross. So there is not much details but I think they get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our family hopes you all had a wonderful day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/6098552420504065668-3631465219965983904?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/3631465219965983904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=3631465219965983904' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3631465219965983904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3631465219965983904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-easter-celebration.html' title='Our Easter Celebration'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-kiqyV4vvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/I6nr1J5dFnA/s72-c/100_4045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-3092387010479548000</id><published>2008-03-19T10:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T10:25:26.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-E7wnDTyvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kZ6Cs94EqNg/s1600-h/100_3933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179486752755403506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-E7wnDTyvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kZ6Cs94EqNg/s320/100_3933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-E7xHDTywI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MIBrCS3qM5M/s1600-h/100_3945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179486761345338114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-E7xHDTywI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MIBrCS3qM5M/s320/100_3945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So my kids love lunch, but they always want the same thing..peanut butter and honey sandwich. So I decided to let them pick a few items from the pantry and create there own sandwich. Here is what they came up with; peanut butter, jelly, honey, raisins, chocolate chips and marshmellows. K2 put everything inside and S only did pb&amp;amp;h inside and made a face with the other items. Although, I would not eat this, they enjoyed being creative and eating their creation....now if this would only work with vegetables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/6098552420504065668-3092387010479548000?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/3092387010479548000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=3092387010479548000' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3092387010479548000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3092387010479548000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/03/lunch.html' title='Lunch......'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R-E7wnDTyvI/AAAAAAAAAIY/kZ6Cs94EqNg/s72-c/100_3933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-1144869339090449665</id><published>2008-03-17T09:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T09:55:42.652-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY SAINT PARTRICK'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R96TAnDTyqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Y_f4Ki5lsEo/s1600-h/100_3955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178738260214794914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R96TAnDTyqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Y_f4Ki5lsEo/s320/100_3955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R96TCnDTyrI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uTXmjgdWUCA/s1600-h/100_3977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178738294574533298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R96TCnDTyrI/AAAAAAAAAHw/uTXmjgdWUCA/s320/100_3977.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R96TDnDTysI/AAAAAAAAAH4/X14CRxizZHo/s1600-h/100_3980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178738311754402498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R96TDnDTysI/AAAAAAAAAH4/X14CRxizZHo/s320/100_3980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R96TEnDTytI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NKiBC3-Y01A/s1600-h/100_3981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178738328934271698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R96TEnDTytI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NKiBC3-Y01A/s320/100_3981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R96TF3DTyuI/AAAAAAAAAII/2q7NLMJWhlc/s1600-h/100_3983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178738350409108194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R96TF3DTyuI/AAAAAAAAAII/2q7NLMJWhlc/s320/100_3983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Our house was invaded by the "Magic Leprechaun". The kids woke up to find he or she had left us some things to wear and some of their favorite cereal.  We all our green on and enjoyed the great cereal we were left. So thank you to the Leprechaun who helped start our day of green off right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We know Easter is right around the corner, but don't forget this fun day. Have a great one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-1144869339090449665?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/1144869339090449665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=1144869339090449665' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1144869339090449665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1144869339090449665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-saint-partricks-day.html' title='HAPPY SAINT PARTRICK&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R96TAnDTyqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Y_f4Ki5lsEo/s72-c/100_3955.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4475013845946861013</id><published>2008-03-15T21:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T11:54:16.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The cupcake challenge</title><content type='html'>A lady in my neighborhood,(translation..a very smart and beautiful friend) is challenging everyone to go green and to make changes in how they do things. She is also giving away a cupcake recipe book. So this post is dedicated to that challenge and my extreme love for cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to turn the water off when I brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to take shorter showers.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to do better at recycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family has already made some changes in our home. At the begining of winter we adjusted the thermosat in our home and also turned our water heater from high to medium. I also changed the setting on our dishwasher, so it will wash in warm water instead of hot and it is set for air dry instead of heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know their is alot more we can do and I hope to continue to make changes. Thanks Kami for the challenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4475013845946861013?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4475013845946861013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4475013845946861013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4475013845946861013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4475013845946861013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/03/cupcake-challenge.html' title='The cupcake challenge'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-6471781923831433957</id><published>2008-03-10T09:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T09:57:33.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To the one I love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9VaTXDTynI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BqvA0sM-uy0/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176142635384162930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9VaTXDTynI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BqvA0sM-uy0/s320/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eight years, three kids, 2 houses, lots of trials and lots of joy. This is what I get for finding a wonderful man that wanted to spend eternity with me, despite my faults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met in August of 1999, got engaged in November of 1999 and married on March 10th 2000. I was 29 and K1 was 31, he was the first to get married in his family and I was the 4th. My brother got married 2 weeks before I did, my parents weren't stressed but glad to get 2 more kids married off. (they have 9)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I moved to Utah in June of 1999, my sister and I had a conversation once about the type of guy I wanted to marry. I told her: tall, olive skin, athletic, loves the arts. She told me keep dreaming. Well, I did find all that in K1. Why the olive skin and tallness, you my ask. I come from a line of short and very pale people, I wanted my kids to have a chance at being tall and tan. Silly, I know but it just might work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;K1 is a great husband, father, son, and brother. He is always willing to help with house work (without being asked) and enjoys playing with the kids. So I hope we get at least 8 more years and maybe 1 more kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on this day, I say thank you honey for seeing beyond my good looks and talents and making me your wife. hee hee...I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-6471781923831433957?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/6471781923831433957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=6471781923831433957' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6471781923831433957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/6471781923831433957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-one-i-love.html' title='To the one I love'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9VaTXDTynI/AAAAAAAAAHU/BqvA0sM-uy0/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-2947472029481368571</id><published>2008-03-07T08:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T09:03:39.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Be-lated Birthday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9FkNHDTyiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/NjR_uPgytK8/s1600-h/100_3332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175027623219415586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9FkNHDTyiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/NjR_uPgytK8/s320/100_3332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9FkN3DTyjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/QwdS4xeLP10/s1600-h/100_3308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175027636104317490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9FkN3DTyjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/QwdS4xeLP10/s320/100_3308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9FkOnDTykI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ztDQ3kUFgCI/s1600-h/100_3822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175027648989219394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9FkOnDTykI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ztDQ3kUFgCI/s320/100_3822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9FkP3DTylI/AAAAAAAAAHE/JAveBb56z88/s1600-h/100_3828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175027670464055890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9FkP3DTylI/AAAAAAAAAHE/JAveBb56z88/s320/100_3828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9FkQnDTymI/AAAAAAAAAHM/V9DbgKyr9QE/s1600-h/100_3849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175027683348957794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9FkQnDTymI/AAAAAAAAAHM/V9DbgKyr9QE/s320/100_3849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am a bad mom. What's new! K2 had a birthday on Jan. 25th. K1 and I were on our cruise, so we celebrated with him before we left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K2 is 4 years old and full of life. He is an early bird and loves to ride his bike. He is such a joy in our home and keeps us very busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S had her birthday on Feb. 10th. She is 6 years old and all girl. She, her friend and 2 cousins went to dinner and had a sleep over. Of course her brother wanted to be encluded in everything. S is very creative. She writes stories and makes up songs, love to paint and mold clay. She is a great reader and loves to help with cleaning and cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so proud to be their mom and glad to have them in my life. So Happy Birthday S and K2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-2947472029481368571?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/2947472029481368571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=2947472029481368571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2947472029481368571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2947472029481368571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-be-lated-birthday.html' title='Happy Be-lated Birthday....'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R9FkNHDTyiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/NjR_uPgytK8/s72-c/100_3332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4929651351854563133</id><published>2008-03-03T10:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T10:52:34.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If Jack Sparrow had a son...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8w1DbtBHQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YhXiN2V5eJk/s1600-h/100_3907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173568405034310914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8w1DbtBHQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YhXiN2V5eJk/s320/100_3907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8w1D7tBHRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CeVGXT3Z0CU/s1600-h/100_3913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173568413624245522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8w1D7tBHRI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CeVGXT3Z0CU/s320/100_3913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8w1EbtBHSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ae-4TUeAcsk/s1600-h/100_3917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173568422214180130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8w1EbtBHSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ae-4TUeAcsk/s320/100_3917.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; would he look like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would like to think that he is a little cuter than Jack Sparrow, but aren't most kids cuter than their parents. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Similarities;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;They both wobble when they walk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They are both hard to understand at times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They both love the bottle (and wonder why it is always gone)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They both love the ladies and the ladies love them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;With all this in common it is hard to dispute, he just might be a little Jack Sparrow. Well, at least he is my Jack Sparrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4929651351854563133?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4929651351854563133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4929651351854563133' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4929651351854563133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4929651351854563133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-jack-sparrow-had-son.html' title='If Jack Sparrow had a son...'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8w1DbtBHQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/YhXiN2V5eJk/s72-c/100_3907.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-3684981340948098389</id><published>2008-02-26T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T10:27:15.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Nursery....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8RHopBoJaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/PWCWYq6Afyw/s1600-h/100_1138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171337035661190562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8RHopBoJaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/PWCWYq6Afyw/s320/100_1138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8RHpJBoJbI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-8e_yP62bhU/s1600-h/100_1495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171337044251125170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8RHpJBoJbI/AAAAAAAAAGE/-8e_yP62bhU/s320/100_1495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8RHpZBoJcI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XicZeIdWzuc/s1600-h/100_2451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171337048546092482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8RHpZBoJcI/AAAAAAAAAGM/XicZeIdWzuc/s320/100_2451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8RFi5BoJZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3zKMUhUWubc/s1600-h/100_3285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171334737853687186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8RFi5BoJZI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3zKMUhUWubc/s320/100_3285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you believe that 18 months has gone by already. My sweet little man is so big that he gets to attend Nursery at our church now. This means that mom and dad get to enjoy their classes kid free. (or so we hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J went right into class on Sunday, washed his hands and started playing with the toys and other kids. I should of know it was too good to be true. An hour later they came and got me, J was crying and must have just realized his parents were not around. I calmed him down and took him back to his class. He was fine as long as I was holding him and didn't sit down. It was time to clean up the toys and get ready for snack time. I thought this is it, he loves to eat, so I should be able to leave soon. Oh no, he didn't want anything to do with the snacks. He did end up coloring, but I still had to remain with him for the next hour. We will try again next week and hope we have better luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-3684981340948098389?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/3684981340948098389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=3684981340948098389' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3684981340948098389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3684981340948098389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/02/time-for-nursery.html' title='Time for Nursery....'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R8RHopBoJaI/AAAAAAAAAF8/PWCWYq6Afyw/s72-c/100_1138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4619146238513400964</id><published>2008-02-20T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T13:32:50.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever feel like doing this?</title><content type='html'>You have to check this out. I have often thought of doing this, if I wasn't such a chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1073803/video/R/CFD_1002/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1073803/video/R/CFD_1002/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4619146238513400964?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4619146238513400964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4619146238513400964' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4619146238513400964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4619146238513400964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/02/do-you-ever-feel-like-doing-this.html' title='Do you ever feel like doing this?'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-3784976767271399348</id><published>2008-02-17T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:07:59.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of Rest?</title><content type='html'>So Sunday is never really a day of rest in my house. Today, I was at home with 3 sick kids. My in-laws graciously took K2 to there house and S, J and I hung out at home. J had been running a temp. of 103.2 and I was trying everything I know to get it down. At 6pm it was upto 104 and I decided it was time he was seen by a profressional. Insta-care had a 2 hour wait to be seen, so I headed to Timpanogos Hospital ER. We were seen within 15mins, temp still high, barking cough and very miserable. After 1 hour of monoriting, they decide to give him a breathing treatment because his airway is swollen. My sister came and picked up S for a sleepover..Thank You Renee.. After the treatment came a nasal swab for RSV, this is were they inject saline up the nose and then vacuum suck it out and test it. J was a good sport, but very upset. Hey I would be too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has croup, they gave him Motrin for the fever and a liquid steroid to open the airway and lungs. J dosed off and on between coughing and nurses checking his vitals. After 3.5 hours he had improved and we were sent home, J was so happy when the doctor said we could go that he immediately smiled at her and said bye bye. Doctor and I both laughed, J is now resting and I am cleaning the house that I left suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forgot to tell you that after I got checked in and J was being treated, they came to me for my insurance information, I gave them my card and the registration attendant informed me that Timp. is not a IHC hospital and I would have to pay the out of cercuit fee or I could leave and go to Orem Community. My sister-in-law works at at Orem Community and I knew that they were packed, so I decided to stay. Well, I have always gone to Timp. for care and forgot that K1 changed jobs last summer and our insurance carrier was also changed. So that should be a fun bill, but as long as J gets better it will be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you may be asking yourself where is K1 through all this. Well, for those of you that truely know my family, know that my kids only really get sick when he is out of town. So yes he is out of town and due back tomorrow. the craziness will be over and I will need a vacation. Oh, yeah I just had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do wish I had the camera for all of this. J had the oxygen monitor attached to his toe, his ID braclet on his ankle and was wearing only a diaper. his cheeks rosey from fever and lots of drool. Oh so cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-3784976767271399348?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/3784976767271399348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=3784976767271399348' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3784976767271399348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3784976767271399348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-of-rest.html' title='Day of Rest?'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-5425430307118147953</id><published>2008-02-05T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:13:15.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So. Caribbean Cruise Trip review</title><content type='html'>As most of you know K and I went to the Southern Caribbean for a 7 day cruise. We travelled with 27 other couples who were all LDS. It was  great to travel with people who share the same beliefs as us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent 2 days in San Juan Puerto Rico and visited the two Forts there. They are very fasinating and take a few hours to explore. We passed by the leper colony,which is still in use and they don't like any outsiders in their city. Saturday evening we boarded the ship and woke up Sunday in  St. Thomas, we did some snorkelling and snailing around the island. Monday we woke up in St. Maarteen and to the news of President Hinkley's passing. Our group had a humanitarian project planned for that day and thought it very fitting that we should be doing service on that day. We visited an orphanage  and school for mentally and physically disabled children. It was quite humbling to see these sweet children who had been abandon who aside from needing alot of care and supervision, really needed love. Sadly for whatever reason their parent(s) were not able to give it to them and so they end up in facilities like this one. The leader of the Orphanage had never had anyone visit and offer assistance in any way and was amazed at our desire to visit and the generous gifts that our group pitched in an bought for the kids. It was an emotional experience. From there we went to the LDS Branch building on the island and helped the missionaires and locals paint their church and the walls around it's grounds. With our large group we were able to accomplish this amzaing task in three hours. The branch members were so grateful and generous and fed us more food than we could eat. I have never felt the spirit so strong before in my life, as I did that day. It was an amazing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After St. Maarten we sailed to Antigua, here a group of us took taxi's to Long Bay on the other side of the island. We snorkled, played Ultimate Frisbee in the water and generally just relaxed on the beach for the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we were on St. Lucia, most of the group were scheduled for a tour of the island via van. We stopped for photos of the views, tried local fruits and foods and had an amazing lunch overlooking Soufrire near the Pitons. We visited a waterfall and the caldera of the Volcano where there are hotpots and later boarded a Catamaran and travelled back to the ship. Along the way we stopped to do a little snorkelling. This was a long, but very fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday we arrived in Barbados and K and I went scuba diving with the Moyles and Tom. The first dive was a wreck dive, 5 different wrecks all in the same area. I freaked out a little an it took some time to get down, but I eventually made it and got to enjoy diving around the wrecks. The rest of the group actuallly went through some of the old boats which was neat. I opted out of the second dive, but the rest of the group say a sting ray, turle, eels and lots of fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a day at sea in route back to San Juan. We enjoyed the ship a bit, ate alot of food of course and made many new friends. All in all a great trip, we were very happy to come home of course and see our sweet children. Maybe in a few years they'll be old enough to take with us on such and adventure, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy the slide shows below.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-5425430307118147953?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/5425430307118147953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=5425430307118147953' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5425430307118147953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5425430307118147953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-caribbean-cruise-trip-review.html' title='So. Caribbean Cruise Trip review'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-5772831591158190695</id><published>2008-02-05T15:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T15:35:39.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caribbean trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-44.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1369094286723919940&amp;amp;site=widget-44.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=0&amp;amp;id=1369094286723919940&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-44.slide.com/p1/1369094286723919940/bb_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=0&amp;amp;id=1369094286723919940&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-44.slide.com/p2/1369094286723919940/bb_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;at=0&amp;amp;amp;id=1369094286723919940&amp;amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-44.slide.com/m/1369094286723919940/bb_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-5772831591158190695?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/5772831591158190695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=5772831591158190695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5772831591158190695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5772831591158190695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/02/check-out-my-slide-show_05.html' title='Caribbean trip'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-7095919320464783488</id><published>2008-02-05T15:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T15:32:58.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humanitarian project</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-04.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1369094286723919108&amp;amp;site=widget-04.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=0&amp;amp;id=1369094286723919108&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-04.slide.com/p1/1369094286723919108/bb_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=0&amp;amp;id=1369094286723919108&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-04.slide.com/p2/1369094286723919108/bb_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-7095919320464783488?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/7095919320464783488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=7095919320464783488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7095919320464783488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/7095919320464783488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/02/check-out-my-slide-show.html' title='Humanitarian project'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4154053175443463036</id><published>2008-01-23T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:19:01.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Aboard</title><content type='html'>The bags are packed, toes painted, hair cut and colored, Grandparents are here to watch the kids. It must be time to leave on our cruise. So we are off to San Juan to board the Royal Caribbean Serenade of the Seas for 7 days of rest and relaxation. Well, at least we will be able to reconnect with each other, hopefully we will still enjoy each others company like we did before we were married and had kids and spent less time with one another. I am looking forward to the sunshine and maybe getting a tan. Talk to you all in a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4154053175443463036?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4154053175443463036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4154053175443463036' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4154053175443463036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4154053175443463036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-aboard.html' title='All Aboard'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-3032412411189167889</id><published>2008-01-21T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:08:35.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN FUN FUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R5VB6fh5-MI/AAAAAAAAAEw/G7LILHavS7c/s1600-h/100_3309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158101421374699714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R5VB6fh5-MI/AAAAAAAAAEw/G7LILHavS7c/s320/100_3309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R5VB6_h5-NI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vicBbP7QofY/s1600-h/100_3310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158101429964634322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R5VB6_h5-NI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vicBbP7QofY/s320/100_3310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R5VB7vh5-OI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VjgpMiN6N-8/s1600-h/100_3308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158101442849536226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R5VB7vh5-OI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VjgpMiN6N-8/s320/100_3308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R5VB7_h5-PI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cKu1WUzeSVE/s1600-h/100_3318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158101447144503538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R5VB7_h5-PI/AAAAAAAAAFI/cKu1WUzeSVE/s320/100_3318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R5VB8vh5-QI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uOg3VM5mFfI/s1600-h/100_3351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158101460029405442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R5VB8vh5-QI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uOg3VM5mFfI/s320/100_3351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last Saturday, we took the gang to Kangaroo Zoo, to celebrate Kohl's 4th birthday. He will be 4 on Friday the 25th, but K1 and I will be out of town. Our family has never been there and I don't think the kids will let us forget it now. S and K had a blast, big J was not too sure of things. K2 has told us he wants to go there on his real birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today with all the snow and a day off from school, daddy took a half day and played in the snow with the kids. One snowcave, homemade sled ramp and 2 hours of play later, it was time to come in and warm up with hot coco and warm baths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love the snow. The joy it brings to the kids face and the time we can spend outside together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-3032412411189167889?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/3032412411189167889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=3032412411189167889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3032412411189167889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/3032412411189167889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-fun-fun.html' title='FUN FUN FUN'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R5VB6fh5-MI/AAAAAAAAAEw/G7LILHavS7c/s72-c/100_3309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-1741691202099547959</id><published>2008-01-11T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T14:01:27.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brave little man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R4fKZfh5-LI/AAAAAAAAAEo/j-Cx99pTDg0/s1600-h/100_3291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154310837858072754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="261" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R4fKZfh5-LI/AAAAAAAAAEo/j-Cx99pTDg0/s320/100_3291.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what the washing machine looks like, after having a sick kid all night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R4fILPh5-II/AAAAAAAAAEQ/g2QyaGID-V0/s1600-h/100_3276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154308394021681282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R4fILPh5-II/AAAAAAAAAEQ/g2QyaGID-V0/s320/100_3276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So after going &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;through 5 pairs of p.j.'s, 4 crib sheets, numerous burp rags, nose sucked out twice and 1 bath, Jansen still manages to say cheese for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was up most of the night coughing and throwing up due to having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;croup&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R4fILfh5-JI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Smwl_aXvoRE/s1600-h/100_3284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154308398316648594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R4fILfh5-JI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Smwl_aXvoRE/s320/100_3284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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/6098552420504065668-1741691202099547959?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/1741691202099547959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=1741691202099547959' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1741691202099547959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1741691202099547959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/01/brave-little-man.html' title='Brave little man'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R4fKZfh5-LI/AAAAAAAAAEo/j-Cx99pTDg0/s72-c/100_3291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-8053442653350699213</id><published>2008-01-09T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T12:24:17.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of neighbors do you have?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R4Ue5_h5-GI/AAAAAAAAAEA/WIeeq6o1lTs/s1600-h/100_3277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153559330250422370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R4Ue5_h5-GI/AAAAAAAAAEA/WIeeq6o1lTs/s320/100_3277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R4Ue7_h5-HI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C6PYHD28hik/s1600-h/100_3282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153559364610160754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R4Ue7_h5-HI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C6PYHD28hik/s320/100_3282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you about my neighbors. This morning Keith went to leave for work and had to shovel the driveway first. About 5 mins. into his shoveling, along came rescue neighbor #1, AKA Casey Nelson and his sidekick Brynley. Casey has a snowplow on his Rhino(I think that is what it is) and he was clearing alot of driveways. Within minutes the driveway was clear, so Keith started to put some ice melt down and along came rescue neighbor #2, AKA CJ Heringer, with his snow blower. CJ was clearing the sidewalks on our side of the street. CJ then started clearing some driveways also. Between #1 and #2 our driveway and sidewalk where cleared in record time. Of course the snow kept coming and a little shoveling will still be required, but thanks to our wonderful neighbors the hardest work is over.....at least for today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can honestly say " I love my neighbors ".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks so much....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/6098552420504065668-8053442653350699213?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/8053442653350699213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=8053442653350699213' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8053442653350699213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8053442653350699213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-kind-of-neighbors-do-you-have.html' title='What kind of neighbors do you have?'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R4Ue5_h5-GI/AAAAAAAAAEA/WIeeq6o1lTs/s72-c/100_3277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-1994197548779929114</id><published>2008-01-07T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T15:58:29.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The weight is coming off</title><content type='html'>So after 1 week of smaller meals, no sugar (ok, less sugar) and working out 30 - 60 mins. a day, I am down 2 pounds. Yeah!!!! If, I keep it up I may just hit my goal of 5 pounds by cruise day. I have to say hitting the gym at 6am has been tough and is usually crowded, but it has helped me deal better with my kids. Keith likes it because, it means I am showered and dressed for the day before he ever leaves for work.  We all know that, if mom is happy the whole house seems happy.  So let's stay happy and healthy in 2008.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-1994197548779929114?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/1994197548779929114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=1994197548779929114' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1994197548779929114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/1994197548779929114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/01/weight-is-coming-off.html' title='The weight is coming off'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-8596659495592390737</id><published>2008-01-02T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:50:26.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The countdown begins</title><content type='html'>I have been waiting for January. Why, you may ask? Keith told me back in October that we were going on a Southern Caribbean cruise in January 2008. We leave on the 24th and return Feb. 2nd. We fly to San Juan and board Royal Caribbean Cruise Line. We are stopping in St. Thomas, St. Maarten, Antigua, St. Lucia and Barbados. Hopefully, I will come back relaxed and a little tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is I have to wear a swimsuit. This means my month will be full with trips to the gym and no dessert after any meal. This will be the real trick to enjoying my vacation. If I loose 5 pounds I will be happy. That's the key right, set small goals so your not disappointed. Any advice anyone can offer on achieving this goal would be appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa, we will be kid free for our trip. I have not had a vacation without them in over a year. I really look forward to a peaceful night sleep and using the bathroom without having someone banging on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The warmth and relaxation awaits me. YEAH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-8596659495592390737?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/8596659495592390737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=8596659495592390737' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8596659495592390737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8596659495592390737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2008/01/countdown-begins.html' title='The countdown begins'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-8198316779321313234</id><published>2007-12-28T10:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T10:13:53.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tubing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UudPh5-DI/AAAAAAAAADo/b3kR3eMYTSM/s1600-h/100_3249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149072828887857202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UudPh5-DI/AAAAAAAAADo/b3kR3eMYTSM/s320/100_3249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3Uud_h5-EI/AAAAAAAAADw/2sRjcouhdZI/s1600-h/100_3250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149072841772759106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3Uud_h5-EI/AAAAAAAAADw/2sRjcouhdZI/s320/100_3250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UuePh5-FI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cU3cg2Uhq50/s1600-h/100_3253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149072846067726418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UuePh5-FI/AAAAAAAAAD4/cU3cg2Uhq50/s320/100_3253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the kids tubing for the first time. We went to Solldier Hollow and spent 2 hours flying down the hill. I wasn't able to get that many pictures, but here is a few going up the lift. I would recommend this to anyone who wants to have alot of fun. After a couple of runs, the kids were ready to go down the hill by themselves. of course mom and dad followed behind them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-8198316779321313234?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/8198316779321313234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=8198316779321313234' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8198316779321313234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8198316779321313234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2007/12/tubing.html' title='Tubing'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UudPh5-DI/AAAAAAAAADo/b3kR3eMYTSM/s72-c/100_3249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-5278628696542985440</id><published>2007-12-28T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T10:09:07.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in the mountains</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;In laws home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UtJvh5-CI/AAAAAAAAADg/GejtbGD1rAc/s1600-h/100_3242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149071394368780322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UtJvh5-CI/AAAAAAAAADg/GejtbGD1rAc/s320/100_3242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;S and cousin Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UqGvh59_I/AAAAAAAAADI/XySaEbJYia8/s1600-h/100_3243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149068044294289394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UqGvh59_I/AAAAAAAAADI/XySaEbJYia8/s320/100_3243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;S and K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UqG_h5-AI/AAAAAAAAADQ/kl9Q_JEJF8Q/s1600-h/100_3246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149068048589256706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UqG_h5-AI/AAAAAAAAADQ/kl9Q_JEJF8Q/s320/100_3246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;K and cousin Wyatt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UqHfh5-BI/AAAAAAAAADY/srebN89Eezc/s1600-h/100_3244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149068057179191314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UqHfh5-BI/AAAAAAAAADY/srebN89Eezc/s320/100_3244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Christmas at our new mountain retreat or as the kids call it "Grandma &amp;amp; Pop Pop's house. They moved in just before the holiday. It is a beautiful home with lots of space for the kids to play. After the gift opening and some breakfast we went out to sled down the driveway. We liked it so much that we stayed for three days. Grandma said we have to come back every weekend and of course the kids don't mind. We did realize that our van is not the best car to take there and packed the whole gang into the subaru for the trip. It was tight, but thank goodness it is not a long trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope everyone had a great holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-5278628696542985440?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/5278628696542985440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=5278628696542985440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5278628696542985440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5278628696542985440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-in-mountains.html' title='Christmas in the mountains'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R3UtJvh5-CI/AAAAAAAAADg/GejtbGD1rAc/s72-c/100_3242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-2532199913010578795</id><published>2007-12-21T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T19:43:49.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It must be Christmas.......</title><content type='html'>because my kids are sick and my husband is off to the Vegas Bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Jansen was very whinny and had a slight fever. Today, I took Kohl to the doctors     because he was so hoarse and said his throat hurt when he swallowed. So he has an ear and throat infection and is just a typical sick 3 year old. (yes, that good) So, tonight there will be alot of drugs passed out and hopefully some peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that every Christmas my kids get sick. It makes for an exciting Christmas. So here's hoping we make it through to Sunday, (when daddy comes home) without anymore trips to the doctor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-2532199913010578795?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/2532199913010578795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=2532199913010578795' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2532199913010578795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/2532199913010578795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-must-be-christmas.html' title='It must be Christmas.......'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-8162749456631865466</id><published>2007-12-19T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T13:34:51.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surf's Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sierra had her first dance show a couple of weeks ago. She is the one in the yellow lei.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d23165a15a22d373" 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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd23165a15a22d373%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A8E2BD4458DCA33F1BB5C0771708346DD06023F.4C52208034DE2921857DBA3AC234B72F3D9A5572%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd23165a15a22d373%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR1jqEl08b_dsooNLmvlTHF-4v9w&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.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd23165a15a22d373%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329865197%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A8E2BD4458DCA33F1BB5C0771708346DD06023F.4C52208034DE2921857DBA3AC234B72F3D9A5572%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd23165a15a22d373%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR1jqEl08b_dsooNLmvlTHF-4v9w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-8162749456631865466?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d23165a15a22d373&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/8162749456631865466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=8162749456631865466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8162749456631865466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/8162749456631865466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2007/12/surfs-up.html' title='Surf&apos;s Up'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-5799987621631057882</id><published>2007-12-19T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T11:11:23.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R2leVvh598I/AAAAAAAAACw/351Mjg6eJic/s1600-h/100_3123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145747776876443586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R2leVvh598I/AAAAAAAAACw/351Mjg6eJic/s320/100_3123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R2leV_h599I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Av7A_xRr9ws/s1600-h/100_3122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145747781171410898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R2leV_h599I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Av7A_xRr9ws/s320/100_3122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Candy eating elf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R2ldlfh597I/AAAAAAAAACo/pq0Lu73vC-o/s1600-h/100_3117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145746947947755442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R2ldlfh597I/AAAAAAAAACo/pq0Lu73vC-o/s320/100_3117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sierra admiring her decorating job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R2ldC_h596I/AAAAAAAAACg/a8_Fp0yl4Nc/s1600-h/100_3120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145746355242268578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R2ldC_h596I/AAAAAAAAACg/a8_Fp0yl4Nc/s320/100_3120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy and Kohl decorating the house&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R2lcufh595I/AAAAAAAAACY/sAmB2TlIEeI/s1600-h/100_3121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145746003054950290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R2lcufh595I/AAAAAAAAACY/sAmB2TlIEeI/s320/100_3121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our family had a great time decorating our gingerbread house. We had too fight off the candy eating elf, but I think it turned out great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/6098552420504065668-5799987621631057882?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/5799987621631057882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=5799987621631057882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5799987621631057882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5799987621631057882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2007/12/missing-candy.html' title='Missing candy'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R2leVvh598I/AAAAAAAAACw/351Mjg6eJic/s72-c/100_3123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4406495692597851799</id><published>2007-12-14T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T12:08:01.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>I find myself getting caught up in the stress of the holiday season. I wonder if I have gotten the right gifts and if they will be liked. I worry that I may have forgotten someone, did the cards all get out, will the packages I shipped get their in time? When will I have time to wrap things and will the kids ever stop whining and asking if today is Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was reminded of the true meaning of Christmas. I attended my churches women's group dinner and program. The dinner was great an the conversations were nice too, but I really enjoyed the program. It touched my heart and made me realize, that all the worrying and stress I feel is not necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very grateful for all my family , friends and neighbors. I am grateful for my husband and all he does to provide for our family. I am grateful for my children and all the silliness they bring into my life. For the patience they have with me and all the smiles, hugs and kisses they give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most off all, I am grateful for my savior Jesus Christ. I know that with him in my life anything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my hope and prayer that each and everyone of us will have the true meaning of Christmas in our hearts this time of year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4406495692597851799?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4406495692597851799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4406495692597851799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4406495692597851799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4406495692597851799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2007/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-5026325767911433354</id><published>2007-12-07T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T21:11:51.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Familyof Elves</title><content type='html'>So click the link below and see what my family looks like as a bunch of elves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="blocked::http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=" href="http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1232114163"&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1232114163&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-5026325767911433354?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/5026325767911433354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=5026325767911433354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5026325767911433354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/5026325767911433354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2007/12/familyof-elves.html' title='Familyof Elves'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6098552420504065668.post-4872059320005114513</id><published>2007-12-07T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T15:30:29.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Labor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R1nI3fnRTQI/AAAAAAAAABI/_-CABCM8j2Y/s1600-h/100_2980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141361305324702978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R1nI3fnRTQI/AAAAAAAAABI/_-CABCM8j2Y/s320/100_2980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R1nI4fnRTRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vP5V4oDcL6A/s1600-h/100_2981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141361322504572178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R1nI4fnRTRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vP5V4oDcL6A/s320/100_2981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jansen wants to do everything the big people do. Keith was vacuuming up the pine needles from the tree and Jansen got his vacuum out to help. I truely believe in child labor, especially when it cuts my work load in half.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6098552420504065668-4872059320005114513?l=ohmypayne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/feeds/4872059320005114513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6098552420504065668&amp;postID=4872059320005114513' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4872059320005114513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6098552420504065668/posts/default/4872059320005114513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohmypayne.blogspot.com/2007/12/child-labor.html' title='Child Labor'/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03458560493093841361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/S6k4U82YQ3I/AAAAAAAAAaA/7Z03185aHt4/S220/100_7948.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DxVYwv_6zOk/R1nI3fnRTQI/AAAAAAAAABI/_-CABCM8j2Y/s72-c/100_2980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
