﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>ketra1416's Xanga</title><link>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from ketra1416</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>New Blog</title><link>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/618411072/new-blog/</link><guid>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/618411072/new-blog/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2007 16:47:56 GMT</pubDate><description>I have a new blog.&lt;br&gt;It is called Novel Nonsense and you can find it at &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://novelnonsense.blogspot.com" target="_new"&gt;www.novelnonsense.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/618411072/new-blog/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Post 178 - Time</title><link>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/614616674/post-178---time/</link><guid>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/614616674/post-178---time/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 12:53:20 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/Life_Interludes/613382642/4th-writing-request.html" target="_new"&gt;A Writing Request from Life_Interludes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Time. It seems that everyone constantly has time on their minds. None probably more so than me. I have looked back and considered, "Did I make the right choices?" I'm sure most everyone would take the chance in a heartbeat if they were given the chance to go back in time and do it all over again. I know I would. I know there are so many things I would do differently. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The other night I borrowed a DVD from my aunt. It's a movie that I've been wanting to see for a long time. "Last Holiday" starring Queen Latifah, is a flick about an average woman that discovers that she has a rare disease and only has 3 weeks to live. So she quits her job, cleans out her accounts and cashes her bonds, and travels and does the things that she'd always wanted to do but never had the chance to. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/ketra1416/ac26a146172559/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="10m" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xac.xanga.com/26a80a7660700146172559/z41331985.jpg" height="140"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;There is also a country song by Tim McGraw called "Live Like You Were Dying."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
He said: "I was in my early forties,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"With a lot of life before me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"An' a moment came that stopped me on a dime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"I spent most of the next days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"Looking at the x-rays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"An' talking 'bout the options an' talkin’ ‘bout sweet time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
I asked him when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it sank in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
That this might really be the real end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
How’s it hit you when you get that kind of news?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
Man whatcha do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
An' he said: "I went sky diving, I went rocky mountain climbing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"And I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
An' he said: "Some day, I hope you get the chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"To live like you were dyin'." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
He said "I was finally the husband,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"That most the time I wasn’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"An' I became a friend a friend would like to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"And all of a sudden goin' fishin’,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"Wasn’t such an imposition,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"And I went three times that year I lost my Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"Well, I finally read the Good Book,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"And I took a good long hard look,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"At what I'd do if I could do it all again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"And then: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"I went sky diving, I went rocky mountain climbing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"And I loved deeper a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nd I spoke sweeter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
An' he said: "Some day, I hope you get the chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"To live like you were dyin'." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
Like tomorrow was a gift,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
And you got eternity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
To think about what you’d do with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
An' what did you do with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
An' what can I do with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
An' what would I do with it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"Sky diving, I went rocky mountain climbing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"I went two point seven seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"And then I loved deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;er and I spoke sweeter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"And I watched Blu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e Eagle as it was flyin'."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
An' he said: "Some day, I hope you get the chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
"To live like you were dyin'." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;
&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ever since I saw that movie and heard that song, it makes me think about time, and the fact that we really don't have all that much of it. We should use what we have to the best of our ability, or as those ancient Greeks would say, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carpe Diem&lt;/span&gt;," or "Seize the Day." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><comments>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/614616674/post-178---time/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Post 177 - Happenings</title><link>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/614510174/post-177---happenings/</link><guid>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/614510174/post-177---happenings/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 20:10:32 GMT</pubDate><description>Okay. I just read my last post, which I wrote about a month ago. Geez. I sound depressed. Since it has obviously been a while since I wrote, I'll just let everyone know how I'm doing and what's been happening in the life of me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaleb has learned to crawl. He'll be on one side of the room, I'll turn around and voila, he'll be on the other side of the room putting something random in his mouth. This is the age at which I have to be on my guard. Sometimes I wish I had a few extra eyes on the back of my head. He is also napping less and awake more, so that means even more time to keep an extra close eye on the ever moving baby.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today, I emailed a local group that puts on a spook walk every year about volunteering. Their proceeds go to a local charity that gives food away called Agape Mission. I've always wanted to work for a spook walk. I went to the Castle of Muskogee a couple of years ago, and we're planning on going again this year. Ever since I went I thought that it would be awesome to work for something like that. Plus, it'll be for something charitable. Volunteering will give me something exciting to do and something to look forward to.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh yeah... I finally got my hair done. And no, it wasn't anything too drastic. I got my hair cut to a little above the shoulder with some blonde highlights. I like it. It's a bit classy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Greg and my anniversary will be in about a week. We'll be married for 2 years on the 17th. Wow. Time flies. We are thinking about driving somewhere. At first we were thinking about going to Corpus Cristi in Texas, but seeing as that is an 11 hour drive and we only have 2 days, we decided against it. Another thought is Memphis, Tennessee. I think that it will be fun. Greg's been there a couple times before, and really wants to go back. (He wants me to see Graceland. That's Elvis's house for those of you that don't know.) Well, wherever we go, it's sure to be a blast. Kaleb will sure enjoy it. He loves everything. Geez, he's just so happy all the time!</description><comments>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/614510174/post-177---happenings/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Post 176 - Life Changes</title><link>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/609915651/post-176---life-changes/</link><guid>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/609915651/post-176---life-changes/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 22:08:19 GMT</pubDate><description>The past few weeks I've had these feelings in the pit of my stomach that have made me feel like I need to do something better in my life. I watch these reality TV shows where people start from nothing and become these rich and famous celebrities. I see these things on the internet, magazines, television. It surrounds me. It's like the world is mocking me. "What are you going to do with your life, Kristin???" &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So far, all I've managed to do is get married and have a kid. Now, I'm not saying that I regret any of it. I love my husband and my son more than anyone could possibly know, but I still feel like I have something missing in my life. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I sit here everyday and stare at the computer screen or a television screen. It's been three years since high school, and I occasionally run into someone that I knew then, but that is it. As horrible as it sounds, I have no friends. I feel very isolated. I'll go to my aunt's house sometimes, and my mom and sisters come over to my house. Greg and I will go to Tulsa sometimes to go shopping for groceries, or just splurge. Aside from family, I see no one else. I am a bit depressed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I used to be very thin and in shape, but now... well, let's just say that when I try to do a push-up nothing happens. I won't go so far as to say I'm fat, but I have definitely filled out in a few places since I had the baby. I have a sickly pale hue to my skin, and I have dark circles under my eyes. I've never been able to get a tan, and I've never really had the money to go to a tanning salon. I don't feel very pretty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What I need is a&amp;nbsp; few life changes. I am thinking about possibly joining a health club and starting to work out. I'm also going to get a hair cut and maybe even dyed. I am going to start tanning and get a bit less transparent. I need to feel beautiful.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/609915651/post-176---life-changes/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Post 175 - It's Been Awhile</title><link>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/607513623/post-175---its-been-awhile/</link><guid>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/607513623/post-175---its-been-awhile/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2007 14:58:39 GMT</pubDate><description>Yeah. I know. I haven't written in this thing for a while.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm lazy today. So I'm not going to write in full paragraphs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hate summer. It is too hot. Ug.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We are 100% moved in. Thank God.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaleb has a cold. Poor baby. It is the first time he's ever been sick.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I will get some house pics on here soon... I hope.</description><comments>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/607513623/post-175---its-been-awhile/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Post 174 - New House!!!</title><link>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/605231516/post-174---new-house/</link><guid>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/605231516/post-174---new-house/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2007 17:54:33 GMT</pubDate><description>I am writing this from the office in our new house... with a huge smile on my face. This house is amazing. We are still working on that unpleasant unpacking business, but other than that I am really happy for the first time in a long time. There are so many ideas I have for this house. So many different places to put stuff. I have a whole room dedicated to my art and craft stuff. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An entire room&lt;/span&gt;. Kaleb has his own room. Then there is Greg's computer room, which he wants to call the "office" because it sounds classier. We also have our bedroom, the two living areas (one with a fireplace), the fabulously large kitchen and dining room, and the huge garage so we won't have to bring in all of Greg's junk. YES. I will post some photos as soon as we get everything cleaned up... which I will go do right now. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Toodles.&lt;br&gt;Your friend in the Xangaverse,&lt;br&gt;Kristin&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/605231516/post-174---new-house/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Post 173 - Nervous Twitch</title><link>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/603853713/post-173---nervous-twitch/</link><guid>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/603853713/post-173---nervous-twitch/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jul 2007 01:23:10 GMT</pubDate><description>Okay, everyone. The time is almost upon us. Greg and I are getting our house on freaking Monday at 3:00. Before, I was deliberately trying to keep a "go with the flow" type mood. You know, relax and not worry or get too anxious or excited. That way time will go by faster. Because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; knows that the more you look forward to something you really want, the slower time goes by. But it is nearly impossible to continue this facade when your crazy husband is practically bouncing off the walls in his excitement. So I guess I'll just have to wait... as impatiently as I can.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In other news, I got my new driver's license today. And I don't even want to say how bad the picture looked, but I'm going to. (Because I need something to get my new house off my mind!) My driver's license looked BAD. (Do I sense a bit of redundancy?) I look stoned. Really stoned. Oh well, it's not like I'm the only one. I mean, can you honestly say that you know of any one person whose license photo looks good?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/603853713/post-173---nervous-twitch/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Post 172 - Meetup</title><link>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/603600287/post-172---meetup/</link><guid>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/603600287/post-172---meetup/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 16:45:47 GMT</pubDate><description>Last night I went to Tulsa to go to a Meetup. A Meetup is a group organized at meetup.com of different people. The one that I went to a little place in downtown Tulsa called the Gypsy Coffee House. This place was awesome! Normally, when you think about a coffee house you think that it's going to be a bit like a restaurant: tables and chairs everywhere with relatively bland decor. But the Gypsy had tons of big comfy couches everywhere, stained glass in the windows, colorful and eclectic decorations including the starry theme painted on the ceiling and black curtains pulled back on the walls, and did I mention fabulous food? I got this awesome Atkins Chicken Wrap (but I am by no means on a diet- it just sounded good) that had diced chicken breast, melted cheese, alfalfa sprouts, and avacado chunks. Yummy! This was also the second time that I had left Kaleb and the longest. Well, I have to go. Toodles.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/603600287/post-172---meetup/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Post 171 - Hairdo</title><link>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/602972081/post-171---hairdo/</link><guid>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/602972081/post-171---hairdo/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 21:47:14 GMT</pubDate><description>I wonder what I would look like as a blonde or a redhead? Weird, I'll bet. Greg, Kaitlyn, and I were playing with the Cosmopolitan Virtual Makeover program. This is what happened. Hilarious, no? The program is a bit dated though. There aren't very many recent looking hairstyles. It all looks very '80s and '90s. It was copyrighted 1997. You can also still see some of my real hair behind the other hair in the photos. It's still pretty cool though.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I actually am going to go get my haircut (and possibly dyed or get some highlights), but I don't know what to do with it. I'm open to suggestions. (Also, please ignore the ginormous pimple in the middle of my forehead. Ug.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/ketra1416/a0070134365627/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="kristin" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xa0.xanga.com/070d943a70333134365627/z98324801.jpg" height="273"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/ketra1416/a1266134365632/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="blonde kristin" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xa1.xanga.com/266d653b70230134365632/z98324805.jpg" height="310"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/ketra1416/dbcdb134367079/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="blonde kristin 2" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://xdb.xanga.com/cdbc1b31c4535134367079/z98325887.jpg" height="316"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/ketra1416/7a534134367305/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="Redhead Kristin" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x7a.xanga.com/534d6b3120030134367305/z98326048.jpg" height="309"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/ketra1416/306d3134369664/photo.html"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photo.xanga.com/ketra1416/306d3134370197/photo.html"&gt;&lt;img title="Dark Blonde Kristin" style="border-style: none; border-width: 0px;" src="http://x30.xanga.com/6d3d8a3025c32134370197/z98327886.jpg" height="311"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; </description><comments>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/602972081/post-171---hairdo/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Post 170 - Hello Over Yonder!</title><link>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/602407960/post-170---hello-over-yonder/</link><guid>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/602407960/post-170---hello-over-yonder/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 06:07:09 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Message to Aunt Cindy, Uncle Ken, The Princess, and The Homeless Waif:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(This is in response to a comment left on my last post, Post 169 - Dream Job.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your message cracked me up. When you said that you saw a fish that looked like Granny, the first thing that came to my mind was a puffer fish. Now that may not have been what you saw in the Deep Sea 3-D IMAX movie, but I can assure you that it is just as hilarious to think about. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alex, you are more than welcome to stay with us for as long as you like. We'll definitely have the room! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is where I do a happy dance...&lt;/span&gt;) We actually got a call today from our Realtor that things are going good. Time is snailing by. I am anxiously awaiting the day (3:00 on July 16th) that we sign those papers and get that key in our hands.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It sounds like you guys had a blast on the fourth. Greg had to go to work early, but he got off at around 8-ish. This left me with absolutely nothing to do. So Kimberly and I went to the mall and did some shopping. The mission: buy something girly for Kimberly. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gasp!&lt;/span&gt;) Would you believe that I actually got &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; to try on some skirts? And what is more astounding than that... she now has one in her possession, and she likes it! (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gasp!&lt;/span&gt; again) My diabolical little plan is working... now I just have to get my claws into mom with her boy-scout wear (Ugh). &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/winky.gif"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After the mall, we went to see Brenda. It turns out that she had gotten the day off and was having a fun ol' time lazing about the house. It turns out that she is getting better from her cold. (I hope that Ken gets better soon. There's nothing worse than being sick in the summer time.) When I got back to the house, Greg was back from work. We didn't go see any big fireworks, but we did go over to his brother's house to shoot off some little ones with our 1 year old nephew, Kayden. Kaleb liked the bright lights, but the poor little guy was whimpering when we lit one with high-pitched noises. We'll be going to see some big fireworks Saturday night that had been postponed from last Sunday either at Dewey or Eastland Mall.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, it is ridiculously late. So I'm off to bed. Don't have too much fun up there. And Kathryn, tell Grandma Becky hi!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love,&lt;br&gt;Ketrasaurus (I am &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; going to start using that...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://ketra1416.xanga.com/602407960/post-170---hello-over-yonder/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>