tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8279944342006972782024-03-13T11:18:40.451-07:00momma2KMHSKristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.comBlogger126125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-90049125036822336382012-05-31T16:16:00.003-07:002012-05-31T16:39:21.903-07:00Nervous and Scared............<div align="center">I knew coming to Tennessee that I would meet my dad for the first time. Of course I was kinda scared and nervous.. Yes I am 36 years old and maybe I shouldn't be nervous but I was.. Its a long story of why I never met him.. My mom was pregnant when she was still a senior in high school and living in Germany. When my grandparents found out she was pregnant, they sent her to the states to get her away from my dad. He attempted to send letters but my Great Grandma kept them from her. Everyone goes on with their life and I was 16 when I found out from the dad that raised me that I wasn't his. I was crushed but what could you do.</div>When I was 18, on the night of my graduation, my Aunt on my moms side called saying that my dads twin sister had found them and wanted to know if I would call them..<br />I called to say hi, but was to nervous to really talk.. Every summer, we went to Harriman Tennessee to stay the summer with my grandparents on my moms side. I called my Aunt Phyllis, who is my dads twin and told her I was ready to meet them.. My Aunt Phyllis and Aunt Alena came down to meet me, it was new but fun to me! I ended up coming to Clarksville and met the rest of my family that lives here. Everyone but my dad!<br />I stayed here and lived with my aunt for a few years! My dad tried calling me two times and that was all.. I moved on with my life now married and just dropped the fact of ever meeting my dad..<br />I honestly didn't care to, not even going to lie... <br />Life carries on and everyone goes their on ways..<br />2 weeks ago, my Aunt Phyllis calls me and tells me that my Grandpa is dying.. I did everything in my power to get her, and knowing that on that long drive here I would be meeting my dad for the first time and my children would be meeting their grandpa for the first time..<br />I let go of that pride that I had of not caring to know my father and realize that my children need a grandpa in their life... ( they lost their gpa on their dads side last December)<br />So We get here and he is the first person I see. He hugs me, tells me he loves me and starts talking to kids.. We have been here for two weeks and its slowly getting easier to talk to him.. Spencer spent the night with him and his wife, their grandma.<br />Spence had a blast and loves him.. I am glad he has took to him as well as he has. The other two are like me and I guess its gonna take them a lil longer to warm up to him. But now the questions of who I look like and Michael looks like are answered!<br />I know everyone wants us to bond and have this father/daughter relationship but its gonna take time, I cant be pushed into anything. I have faith that one day we will have the relationship that he longs for and my family longs for us, but right now its just gonna take some time!<br />I still don't have that feeling in my heart that I need to have a dad in my life at the age of 36 but I have been asked if I really do want it and maybe I have this wall up because I am afraid of being hurt!<br />I honestly don't know the answer to that, Maybe its something I will figure out one day. But until then, I am just gonna take it one day at a time!Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-64235650600379358852012-05-30T12:21:00.003-07:002012-05-30T12:28:53.131-07:00Anger......<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I am not an angry person, so when anger gets thrown my way the only way I know how to react is to cry. I cant yell back or be angry back! I understand that my family is going thru so much right now and the only way for people to deal with grief is to YELL and be ANGRY! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I just have to keep telling myself that no one is angry with me per say, but angry with the situation. Angry with death... Even though death is a part of life, no one knows how to cope with it.. We all have to cope in our own ways.. Some yell and some cry..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I just keep telling myself, this to shall pass... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">I know my Grandpa wouldn't want all this bickering and hatefulness, So I will just take it all in and hope it all passes soon..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">My grandfather is in surgery as I type, hes having a skin graph done and it should take about three hours! His chances of surviving is 50-50..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Please pray for my family, please pray for my grandpa, please pray for the anger and that it will soon be gone!</span></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-19475492832208025842012-05-29T11:39:00.003-07:002012-05-29T11:46:55.322-07:00Cousins......<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5C4cAOhLA6I/T8UZJXcrYzI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dOXL3j4ILl0/s1600/045.JPG"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5748028148112122674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5C4cAOhLA6I/T8UZJXcrYzI/AAAAAAAAAfk/dOXL3j4ILl0/s320/045.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cSoE5SS-hXE/T8UZJEqNbkI/AAAAAAAAAfY/-Re-Hniwyr8/s1600/039.JPG"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5748028143068606018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cSoE5SS-hXE/T8UZJEqNbkI/AAAAAAAAAfY/-Re-Hniwyr8/s320/039.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwR3ZjyblTY/T8UYqJhhYhI/AAAAAAAAAfM/pnmPgB0Do5c/s1600/050.JPG"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5748027611798397458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HwR3ZjyblTY/T8UYqJhhYhI/AAAAAAAAAfM/pnmPgB0Do5c/s320/050.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4FzioTXN5g/T8UYp6VuHCI/AAAAAAAAAfA/mGkADPdkmVU/s1600/029.JPG"><img style="width: 240px; height: 320px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5748027607722368034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4FzioTXN5g/T8UYp6VuHCI/AAAAAAAAAfA/mGkADPdkmVU/s320/029.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j9JOGFctMOw/T8UYpgNbCdI/AAAAAAAAAe0/VscrSTuyC9w/s1600/014.JPG"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5748027600708241874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j9JOGFctMOw/T8UYpgNbCdI/AAAAAAAAAe0/VscrSTuyC9w/s320/014.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LW8_rr055_0/T8UYpX44UTI/AAAAAAAAAeo/vHbNKJD0yq8/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5748027598474596658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LW8_rr055_0/T8UYpX44UTI/AAAAAAAAAeo/vHbNKJD0yq8/s320/001.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8VHh9x7tv5Y/T8UYpLFI0EI/AAAAAAAAAec/HDL-u7o33hU/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="width: 320px; height: 240px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5748027595036348482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8VHh9x7tv5Y/T8UYpLFI0EI/AAAAAAAAAec/HDL-u7o33hU/s320/022.JPG" /></a><br /></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-46113662759354765652012-05-29T10:57:00.002-07:002012-05-29T11:09:29.982-07:00I am not ready to say goodbye...<div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;">My Grandpa is really sick, hes been in ICU for 2 weeks.. He is in kidney failure, heart failure and his lungs keep retaining fluid. On top of all of this, a week ago he started swelling from his waist down. They said he was in toxic shock and had to do emergency surgery to remove gangrene.. It was life or death.. He almost died on the operating table, it took alot to keep him alive. He just came off the breathing tube this past weekend. He said he knows he is dying and he sees the light, he said he is ready to go!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;">My grandpa has to have another surgery, it was supposed to be tomorrow but hes not strong enough for the surgery right now.. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;">Please continue to pray for my grandpa and my family. I wish our visits were not limited to just 4 visits a day =(</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;">I know my grandpa has lived a long and happy life, But I am not ready to say goodbye!</span></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-33428561620810002082012-05-29T09:44:00.002-07:002012-05-29T09:44:34.099-07:00back again.......<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I am going to try and keep up this time......</span>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-1427794147160520332012-01-25T16:08:00.000-08:002012-01-25T16:13:26.756-08:00its that time of year again.....Life is about to become more hectic around here.. <div>Its baseball and softball season....</div><div>Spencer got asked to be on a traveling baseball team and he is pretty excited!</div><div>He will be playing in Deep East Texas baseball this year. He has the same coach as last year in league ball but he has decided to take the boys and travel this year! </div><div>Hannah will be playing league softball with 12 and under girls! She loves softball and is eager to get out there and play again...</div><div>I am going to try and blog on a regular basis but with work, school and now ball, I cant make any promises!</div><div><br /></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-50429628278417601272012-01-25T16:04:00.001-08:002012-01-25T16:06:10.925-08:00Wordless Wednesday<div><br/><img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-rv60-5fqzKQ/TyCY1x7_uMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/cfuUY1I4PEg/IMG_20120109_173707.png' /><br/><img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-hh8w_Ty7LgY/TyCY47f8X0I/AAAAAAAAAdo/pGdR-xiG1Yw/IMG_20120109_173422.png' /><br/><img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-dN6GI20GYqA/TyCY7TuXF6I/AAAAAAAAAdw/ohqHpIp4cBY/IMG_20120109_173400.png' /></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-8131111239436248942012-01-25T16:01:00.001-08:002012-01-25T16:01:25.859-08:00My 5th niece....<div><p>I am going to be an Aunt again.. My not so baby sister is going to have her first baby this summer, we found out yesterday she is having a girl and her name will be Paislee Marie!</p>
<br/><img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-EwxLNkhGpgY/TyCXx8hJ8UI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/S2QG3Vzi6pg/ColorTouch-1327199871842.png' /><br/><img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-meL31b-I9h0/TyCX0MCP2WI/AAAAAAAAAdY/E9dCrwRVrGs/PART_1327503025277.png' /></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-89566543002608611882011-09-21T03:44:00.001-07:002011-09-21T03:44:39.887-07:00Wordless Wednesday<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-D84cZFvYXTo/TnnAE3KLHVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/xd6MJpSbg8U/s640/blogger-image-1080489592.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-D84cZFvYXTo/TnnAE3KLHVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/xd6MJpSbg8U/s640/blogger-image-1080489592.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pjkUlVBMqk0/TnnAFrtSzHI/AAAAAAAAAdM/XpYDX8PC50Y/s640/blogger-image-427644447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pjkUlVBMqk0/TnnAFrtSzHI/AAAAAAAAAdM/XpYDX8PC50Y/s640/blogger-image-427644447.jpg" /></a></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-41993256456477509712011-09-20T19:58:00.001-07:002011-09-20T19:58:49.185-07:00Ouchie......Two weeks ago I was trying to rearrange my living room and ended up dropping my computer tower on my foot. I watched it for a few hours and put ice on it. The swelling just got worse and the pain was bad. I went to emergency room and they said it was just a bad bruise and was just swollen. The next day it was worse and really purple. Next dr said it was to swollen to for sure see a break but he figured it was fractured, told me to have it re rayed in a week. So yesterday I went back to Doctor and he said my second toe is broke. All the swelling in my foot is down but my toe is still swollen and hurts really bad. So all they can do is buddy tape it. I gotta go back in two weeks for another xray! <br />
So for now I have to just take it easy and keep it taped. It really hurts :(<br />
<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--6br_lOXgJo/TnlS6C2oacI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/93lqXoyc2ik/s640/blogger-image--663364452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--6br_lOXgJo/TnlS6C2oacI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/93lqXoyc2ik/s640/blogger-image--663364452.jpg" /></a></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-41625167696635745482011-09-07T11:31:00.000-07:002011-09-07T11:36:20.126-07:00Day 3.....Its day 3 of the wildfires in Linden Texas.. <div>It seems just as they get one contained another one sparks. They are waiting for air people to come in from Greenville Texas, Once they get there then they are going to start dropping water in hopes that the fires can be put out!</div><div>We are still praying for rain and praying for all the men and women out there fighting this horrible fire. They are out there risking there life..</div><div>Continue to pray for us please!!!!!</div><div><br /></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-23006228287729480332011-09-07T01:32:00.000-07:002011-09-07T01:32:58.404-07:00Life With My Special Ks: Create-A-Pepper!!<a href="http://www.myspecialks.com/2011/09/create-pepper.html?spref=bl">Life With My Special Ks: Create-A-Pepper!!</a>: It's that time of year again! Childhood Cancer Awareness Month means that it's Create-A-Pepper Month and that means it's Chili's night month...Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-26355413339362477462011-09-07T01:19:00.000-07:002011-09-07T01:29:18.152-07:00My heart is breaking......<div><div style="text-align: center;">My heart is breaking for my friends and family of my hometown... I am proud to say I grew up in the smallest town ever, Linden Texas.. This past week has been horrible here.. I now live about ten miles from Linden..</div><div style="text-align: center;">My hometown is burning up from wildfires. It has already burnt up over 29,000 acres of land, structures and homes..</div><div style="text-align: center;">So many families have been evacuated, its very sad. It breaks my heart knowing that my hometown is going through all of this.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Our firefighters are fighting this fire day and night. Most are getting no rest at all.. I wish there was something more I could do but I did donate some supplies and that makes me feel a lil better.</div><div style="text-align: center;">WE NEED RAIN... We have needed rain for the last three months but we really NEED it now..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cass County ( the county in Linden) has declared the county a natural disaster and are calling in bigger help then what we have now.</div><div style="text-align: center;">All we can do is pray, Pray for our firefighters, our Police and the rest of the people out there defending this fire..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Pray for rain....</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here are a few pictures of this horrible disaster going on in my home town..</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-guohfn46tDg/Tmcq7V3ZLhI/AAAAAAAAAcI/o-OsdHECziY/s1600/315621_10150781062295431_849745430_20353737_2975477_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-guohfn46tDg/Tmcq7V3ZLhI/AAAAAAAAAcI/o-OsdHECziY/s320/315621_10150781062295431_849745430_20353737_2975477_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649531456529706514" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RaxyUrVpgNw/Tmcq7LGsIhI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Jm0Vw6GtSlI/s1600/315050_10150782917910431_849745430_20372950_356063649_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RaxyUrVpgNw/Tmcq7LGsIhI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Jm0Vw6GtSlI/s320/315050_10150782917910431_849745430_20372950_356063649_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649531453641073170" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QL9vY9ApCc/Tmcq7BUGADI/AAAAAAAAAb4/MU_A2GU3560/s1600/312196_10150781060770431_849745430_20353729_4939267_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QL9vY9ApCc/Tmcq7BUGADI/AAAAAAAAAb4/MU_A2GU3560/s320/312196_10150781060770431_849745430_20353729_4939267_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649531451012939826" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXqn2evRFPM/Tmcq6-VL8FI/AAAAAAAAAbw/RnEybMD4mL0/s1600/307854_10150782917345431_849745430_20372946_1045164187_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXqn2evRFPM/Tmcq6-VL8FI/AAAAAAAAAbw/RnEybMD4mL0/s320/307854_10150782917345431_849745430_20372946_1045164187_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649531450212216914" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1C12HciHh0g/Tmcq6vVD-YI/AAAAAAAAAbo/CQYzxzP4_xA/s1600/300132_10150782917515431_849745430_20372948_1743888658_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1C12HciHh0g/Tmcq6vVD-YI/AAAAAAAAAbo/CQYzxzP4_xA/s320/300132_10150782917515431_849745430_20372948_1743888658_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649531446185163138" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-74693843903630281642011-08-22T22:20:00.000-07:002011-08-22T22:23:00.668-07:00First day of School...Today was the first day of school.. <div>Michael started 8th grade,</div><div>Hannah started 6th grade,</div><div>and Spencer started 3rd grade....</div><div>
<br /></div><div>They all had a great day......</div><div>
<br /></div><div>My oldest Kelsey Jo started school last week. She is in her Junior year of HS!</div><div>
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<br /></div><div>My babies are all growing up so quickly!!!</div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-60170287483081663702011-03-31T19:24:00.000-07:002011-03-31T19:34:41.177-07:00Opening Day<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: center;">Today was the MLB opening day and it was also Opening day for our Baseball and Softball games. We are having our first of the year tournament. Spencer had his very first game tonight. He played a team against the Padres ( just happens to be his cousins team). Spencer did awesome, I am so proud of him. He is the catcher and almost caught two foul balls. He also batted twice and made it to second both times.. Its such a fun age group to watch play. I didn't get to many pictures, I was to busy cheering them on. I will try and get more pictures tomorrow night!</div><div style="text-align: center;">They ended up winning 14-2.. WTG Rays!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">We play again tomorrow and if (WHEN) we win tomorrow, we will play again Saturday! Its a double elimination so we have at least two more games to play.. The tournament will be all day Saturday for the rest of the games!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am hoping I get to watch him play some Saturday but Hannah also has 4 games Saturday to and I am assistant coach so I have to be there for her games. Thankfully Spencer's Nana and Aunt will be there to cheer him on!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ROU4EXW0Ns/TZU4_l9Fh5I/AAAAAAAAAac/1uTdGAAou_o/s1600/198162_10150482214685431_849745430_17648818_4851127_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ROU4EXW0Ns/TZU4_l9Fh5I/AAAAAAAAAac/1uTdGAAou_o/s320/198162_10150482214685431_849745430_17648818_4851127_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590437177621579666" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">before his game</div><div style="text-align: center;">( sry phone pics)</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l_oHjVJBFUA/TZU4_uzN19I/AAAAAAAAAaU/Wfa6EdfPEaw/s1600/200804_10150482215980431_849745430_17648833_7251038_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l_oHjVJBFUA/TZU4_uzN19I/AAAAAAAAAaU/Wfa6EdfPEaw/s320/200804_10150482215980431_849745430_17648833_7251038_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590437179996100562" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(look at my lil catcher)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-85782059364950431262011-03-30T18:49:00.001-07:002011-03-30T18:49:32.254-07:00Wordless Wednesday<p><a Href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TZPdpfEmxjI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2bz6HCHLHsE/2011-03-20%2017.29.33.jpg'><img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TZPdpfEmxjI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/2bz6HCHLHsE/s400/2011-03-20%2017.29.33.jpg' /></a></p>This is how they lay out trying to get a tan. Thank goodness for electronics. My sis and Hannah Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-6496338278131058352011-03-29T20:57:00.000-07:002011-03-29T20:57:21.008-07:00A Little Bit Stronger<iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/22zB6Soc2Gk?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-56225231391798864512011-02-27T23:21:00.001-08:002011-02-27T23:22:55.635-08:00Carrots, Eggs, Coffee<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">A really good friend of mine sent this to me right after Jen broke up with me, I thought it was pretty awesome and wanted to share it! Thanks Shannon xoxo....</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">******************************</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Carrots, Eggs, & Coffee!</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> A carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee..You will never look at a cup of</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> coffee the same way again.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> it and wanted to give up, She was tired of fighting and struggling. It</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> word.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, ' Tell me what you see.'</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> 'Carrots, eggs, and coffee,' she replied.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> hard boiled egg.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, 'What does</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> it mean, mother?'</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> ground coffee beans were unique, however.. After they were in the</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> boiling water, they had changed the water.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> 'Which are you?' she asked her daughter. 'When adversity knocks on your</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water,</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest do you</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> happy.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything;</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> around you is crying.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> May we all be COFFEE!!!!!!!</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: rgb(153, 51, 102); "> </span></p></span></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-62295337507059956462011-02-27T21:19:00.001-08:002011-02-27T21:26:31.262-08:00Batter up....<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Its that time of year again and I love it.. Its softball/baseball time... Hannah has already had 2 practices. She is doing well with her pitching, I am so proud of her... Fast pitch is not the easiest thing to do. Her team name is Double Trouble, Its so fitting for a bunch of eleven year olds.. Its hard to believe this is her 6th year playing.. Her positions are pitching, first base, short stop and catcher. She tells everyone that she will go to college playing softball.. That's my girl!!</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Spencer has his first team meeting tomorrow, Its more for the parents to say hi and meet everyone, He is so eager to practice.. This is his second year playing.. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">We are going to be a very busy crew between ball and Michael running track...</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">I wouldn't have it any other way!</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-78645911721460050902011-02-17T21:25:00.000-08:002011-02-17T21:36:25.181-08:00Waiting game....<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> Its the game I don't like playing... Last week I went to the dentist for a toothache. I ended up having a broke tooth that was in need of being pulled. During my visit, my dentist found a </span></span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">lil</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> mass on the back of my gums. Then he said something no one likes to hear, we need to do a biopsy and make sure its not cancer! Holy cow I freaked out.. Cancer? Oral Cancer? So of course the first thing I did was google oral cancer. Don't ask me why, I guess to torture myself until we find out! Of course I came up with every symptom they listed, I know its all in my head but it was something I </span></span><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">couldn't</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> stop researching, Finally Jen threatened to take my phone from me. I know the chances are low, I </span></span><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">don't</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> smoke which is the main cause of oral cancer.. But ya know leave it to me to get cancer caused by something I </span></span><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">don't</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> even do.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Today I had my tooth pulled and I had the biopsy done! The procedure went well, thanks to my new friend laughing gas.. </span></span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">hehe</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I will get the results of my biopsy in a week or so. So for the next week I am playing the waiting game. The game where the worse is in my head, thinking what if? </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">So I am going to try and do as much as possible to keep my mind off of everything!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">But if you believe in prayer, would you please say a </span></span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">lil</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> prayer for me...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Until then we wait.....</span></span></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-74484330235983770372011-01-27T17:53:00.001-08:002011-01-27T17:55:57.262-08:00Snow......<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUIhcP0V9pI/AAAAAAAAAZw/OenwOgVFXyw/2011-01-10%2013.03.22.jpg"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUIhcP0V9pI/AAAAAAAAAZw/OenwOgVFXyw/s400/2011-01-10%2013.03.22.jpg" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUIheX4AMOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/eScH6w9YR0w/2011-01-09%2017.55.34.jpg"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUIheX4AMOI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/eScH6w9YR0w/s400/2011-01-09%2017.55.34.jpg" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUIhguhH1EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/T8727HnKdNQ/2011-01-09%2015.05.40.jpg"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUIhguhH1EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/T8727HnKdNQ/s400/2011-01-09%2015.05.40.jpg" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUIhisrFVgI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/LnSuC7A7H3U/2011-01-09%2018.16.10.jpg"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUIhisrFVgI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/LnSuC7A7H3U/s400/2011-01-09%2018.16.10.jpg" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUIhmgSD9JI/AAAAAAAAAaE/p43pP8MqdPs/2011-01-09%2015.04.51.jpg"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUIhmgSD9JI/AAAAAAAAAaE/p43pP8MqdPs/s400/2011-01-09%2015.04.51.jpg" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUIhoXBCc4I/AAAAAAAAAaI/1WTJD1Cbzmg/2011-01-09%2016.24.44.jpg"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUIhoXBCc4I/AAAAAAAAAaI/1WTJD1Cbzmg/s400/2011-01-09%2016.24.44.jpg" /></a></p><div style="text-align: center;">A few weeks ago we got snow in Texas, the kids enjoyed their snow days..</div><div style="text-align: center;">We were kinda shocked to the amount of snow we got..</div><div style="text-align: center;">We enjoyed making snow cream, snow angels, a huge snowman..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-89657790476871132512011-01-26T18:50:00.000-08:002011-01-26T19:07:17.945-08:00A very proud momma....<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUDgPMXOqcI/AAAAAAAAAZo/XFkQrMJAp7o/s1600/school_cert_honor_roll_boy1.gif"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PhVthyIF7k/TUDgPMXOqcI/AAAAAAAAAZo/XFkQrMJAp7o/s320/school_cert_honor_roll_boy1.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566695691051248066" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">I am proud to say that all my kids have made the honor roll for the second </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">nine weeks. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">Michael made straight A's, he's in 3 honors classes and</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">in those 3 classes he made 100's.. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">Hannah and Spencer both made all A's and one B..</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">Hannah made a C last nine weeks in Social Studies and this</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">nine weeks she made a 100.. Spencer is my lil speller, He always</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">makes 100's in spelling...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#660000;">I am one proud momma</span></span></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-6062478404674297362010-12-25T17:31:00.000-08:002010-12-25T17:34:05.099-08:00To your Family.....<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">From mine =)</span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">************************</span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Merry Christmas</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">************************</span></b></span></div>Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-61867713720263309042010-12-09T23:16:00.001-08:002010-12-09T23:16:13.780-08:00Forever.....Oh dear life, when will we get a break? This past week had been a tad hectic.. On Sunday my best friend Joseph was driving my car to walmart..He didn't see a car coming and pulled out.. Thankfully he was fine, just some soreness and three staples in his noggin... Our car on other hand us totaled.. I am not gonna lie, at first I was mad. Our car is only means of transportation.. But my car is just an object and can be replaced.. My best friend on the other hand can never be replaced.. I am so very thankful he didnt get hurt.. <br/> A car is just that,a car... A best friend is FOREVER!Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-827994434200697278.post-74267373106686077302010-12-08T13:37:00.001-08:002010-12-08T13:37:30.381-08:00Hello :) Hello blog world.. I have been mia due to country living ( no internet in these part of the woods).. I will try and start blogging more from my phone.. Life had been crazy around here, but what's new right:) <br/> Kids are doing great in school, Michael is in all honor classes.. Hannah just had a science fair project, she made a 100. Spencer has finally came out of his shell, he used to be so shy, I am so glad that he's finally coming around.. Kelsey's enjoying her sophomore year in high school. She's in theatre, and loves it.. Hard to believe that my first born child will be 16 in April.. <br/> Thats my mini update :)Kristalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14181565311573282973noreply@blogger.com0