<?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-34812428</id><updated>2012-02-19T19:51:00.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kool Kunz Klan</title><subtitle type='html'>Because that's my style...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>191</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-485278523479497395</id><published>2012-02-07T17:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T17:45:34.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyday's An Adventure</title><content type='html'>I am contemplating starting a blog for the business. And making mine private. I want people to see the progress we make but i want to remain professional and don't want to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; say something on it that would offend anyone, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;IE&lt;/span&gt; the previous management. Chris' grandpa is kind of paranoid about that. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; understand at first but after a month of living here, I can understand because it's such a small town. Living in a small town has it's perks though. I know that talking to people about our plans will be told to other people and spread around. Word spreads fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to a meeting for the Rotary Club. I had no idea what it was. The board was having a meeting before the real meeting was supposed to take place. So I got to over hear a little bit about it. They explained later that they do a lot of international relief stuff and local things. They are currently sponsoring a girl (who was at the meeting as well) to go to Argentina and represent their local club and do service while she learns more about her field which is nursing. Clubs from other areas sponsor many different people from many different fields. Last year locally, they built a concessions stand for the high school. I saw pictures of it online after I got home. It looks awesome! It allows the school to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;efficiantly&lt;/span&gt; earn more money &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fundrasing&lt;/span&gt;. I think a portion goes to the rotary club. I was invited to speak about buying our business, why we did it and what our plans were. It was basically people telling me how gross it was and that they haven't been there in 10 years!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. That's all I hear. It's gotten funny. Maybe I've said it before but our new motto between Chris and I is, "yes we know we have potential." I think it will be AT LEAST 2 years to prove to the community that we will stay and make it nice, before we see real growth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to get outside and clean and paint to make this place more presentable, but it's too cold. Today I cleaned the bathroom floor in the kitchen down stairs. WOW it needed it. Every inch of this place needs it. The best part is that it can come clean. Even the spray paint that is around the floor of the sink cabinet (yellow) came off the floor. The people who did it did not even bother to tape it off. I really need my camera!! This bathroom, which I assume was used for employees, is Sponge Bob themed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going backwards. This morning before all of this we worked on painting the apartment. I was a dummy and poured the white paint. We painted 3 walls before Chris realized we had the wrong color. The walls were supposed to be a very light blue. I waisted a whole gallon of paint. I said we should just consider it primer! But Chris wasn't &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;amused&lt;/span&gt;. In my defense it was poor lighting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-485278523479497395?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/485278523479497395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=485278523479497395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/485278523479497395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/485278523479497395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2012/02/everydays-adventure.html' title='Everyday&apos;s An Adventure'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-2725869315476452653</id><published>2012-02-06T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T19:00:32.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What?!</title><content type='html'>Wow. We are still not unpacked and I'm going crazy. Everything is everywhere and I am limited to what I can do in the kitchen. I wish I could tourch the place and start over. When we "clean" it's just relocating the clutter. Right now, it is in the kitchen. But we'll be done painting soon and I will be sane again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've filed my taxes three times tonight into three different systems. HR Block, Turbo Tax, and Tax Act. All three say different results and I'm irritated we will owe money. I think if they are taking stuff out of my check, isn't that enough? Do I need to pay  more just because I'm alive. Just because I don't have kids or a house, I owe a ton. Why do they take it out of your check and then charge you more just for living in this country. I thought that's why I filled out the W4 when I started working so they would take out the right amount. agh! Unfair. Yay I love paying for others to live while I bearly get by. I'm preaching to the chiors, I know. I just wanted to get that out. It's not even that much compared to some people but lately it just seems to be one thing after another. A brick wall I can't tear down faster than it's being built.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kooper is doing great though. He's an awesome dog. He only barked once while he was alone. The last few days he goes crazy if he's not constantly getting attention. Maybe he realizes we will come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Chris' mom made awesome cinnimon rolls. I love when she makes those. I watched 4 episodes of pawn stars and sat around and talked. It was a good day off. One guy on pawn stars thought his great grandfathers civilwar journals were worth $20,000. HAHA that was after an expert told him and the pawn guy that they were of no significance and would be great in a museum (meaning not worth anything). The pawn guy told him he would give him $100 bucks for each. I don't think he would have made any money on them and was being nice. I would have taken the cash but the owner was hurt by his low offer and stormed off. Another guy had a rare poster from the movie "Bullet" signed by the cast. The poster was so rare that it was worth $1000-$2,000 but the signatures were fakes so it was worth nothing. Maybe I'm one of the few that like that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris helped me clean a room today and we got it done in a third of the time I normally take. I'm going to drag him to help me more often!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-2725869315476452653?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2725869315476452653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=2725869315476452653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2725869315476452653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2725869315476452653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2012/02/what.html' title='What?!'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-2028470238819101937</id><published>2012-01-12T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T20:52:11.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorites</title><content type='html'>I sat on the computer for almost 8 hours running the front desk today and worked on the new website. To be honest it's probably not very good but it's better than what it was. And! I'm working with what I have. Then it all came to a screatching deathly hault when The program froze as I saved it. I couldn't close it, save it, delete objects, add pictures. Oh, but I could move stuff around and edit text. The only way to get out of it was to shut down the computer. That was after 45 minutes of troubleshooting and following intuit's very poor troubleshooting suggestions on their website which took 10 minutes to find. I have always hated that company. I read through their facebook comments and I'm not the only one. Then I gave up after rebuilding the site for another hour which I hope was saved. I was cheered up by Christina's comments on facebook about what Jane said at the dinner table. That was my second favorite part of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first favorite part was when Chris was out getting groceries (getting groceries was a bonus!! and I didn't have to:), He picked me up pretzel mnm's to cheer me up. We haven't eaten out in a week and a half. I think that's a record. We are pretty good at not spending money on useless stuff. But paint and light bulbs have sure added up! This weekend we're pretty booked so I'm excited. I'm almost all prepared for 60-80 scouts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We built a bridge. Or rather we repared a bridge that goes over the pumps to one of the pools. Chris did very well. I'm proud of him. We had to use a skill saw and that was scary. I cried before we started because Chris was making jokes about taking off his leg. Those things scare me to death!! I prayed the whole time nothing would go wrong. We were safe and Chris was nice and stopped making the jokes. I've only used a jigsaw in highschool to cut 2 boards and it was very simple and my hands were very far away from the blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream I saw my old art teacher Mrs. Fox. Oh it took me back. When I had time to just sit for hours and draw or paint. Now I maybe get a good hour. And I am sooooooo slow. But sometimes things turn out. The only thing I get to paint now is my apartment. It's changing from an awful brown to a "breath of blue."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-2028470238819101937?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2028470238819101937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=2028470238819101937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2028470238819101937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2028470238819101937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2012/01/favorites.html' title='Favorites'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1938999007498306460</id><published>2012-01-01T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T11:09:44.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>All is well. We showed up and our apartment was waaaaayyyy smaller than the picures we had only seen. It was dirty and they painted the walls a really bad brown. I was really really discouraged and then Chris pointed out something I thought was a little meaningful. He said we could clean it and throw some paint on it but we skiped a lot of this stage in our life. He was right. We've always had it easy. We fell into a really nice apartment when we were first married. We moved into an even better one with the Georges. It was sad to leave it. Eventhough they raised the rent on the new tenents, Chris said just the day before that he would even pay the new rate. I told him Cathy said they were thinking about turning it back into a 2 bedroom, and he said he didn't want to move anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I've never moved before, or remember moving. But it is a lot harder to get that stuff out of the truck than in!! Not to mention there were stairs. I've never delt with those before. I thought it would be the other way around. Nothing is set up or really put away because we got right to work. This place needed a lot of initial cleaning. Nothing has been used and half the stuff is broken but if people are still comming, imagine the posibilities! We will just work with what we have and then add on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1938999007498306460?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1938999007498306460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1938999007498306460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1938999007498306460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1938999007498306460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2012/01/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-8452731476444359661</id><published>2011-12-13T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T16:17:04.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WhoA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok I’m determined to post. This might be a long one, or I’ll give up soon. There is sSOOOOO much going on I’m barely handling it. First was our trip to Texas. It was awesome and the best trip I’ve had down there in a long time. We went to the Aquarium and saw stingrays, sharks, and my personal favorite, the lion fish. Chris really liked the sea horses. We are aquatic nuts. We wanted to see everything so I’m grateful my sister put up with us. It was one of Chris’ favorite things we did there. I want to take my nephews Ty and Jimmy back sometime in the summer to the water park. I went there when I was in 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade and loved it. Even though I was really shy and listened to SR-71 almost the whole time instead of playing in the water. We got to take a picture in an overpriced booth. I need to scan the photo to save. I also got the boys pressed pennies. I’m sure they are lost but it was fun to let them make them. When we went to the zoo later on, they saw those machines again but Aunt Anna was out of quarters.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The zoo was one of my worst experiences ever. It was hot and windy and I saw a monkey do THE GROSSEST thing ever which I won’t even say. Animals are kind of nasty. That’s why I like fish. But it was fun going with the boys. Before we got to the zoo we went to visit Chris’ cousin for the afternoon which ended up taking the whole day because we got lost. The GPS kept taking us on toll roads. Finally we were out of money. We were at the last toll road and there was no one to take money, it was correct “change” only, no bills, or an ez pass which we didn’t have. I was in my brothers car, whose on a mission, and didn’t want to run it just in case my parents really got a ticket. I was afraid it would be a lot. So I put the car in reverse and backed up over a ¼ of a mile till I could get back on the main road. Luckily there were no people behind us. I was so shaky after backing up for so long Chris was kind of worried about me. I was so scared someone would come driving up behind me, or worse, a cop. Who knew Texas toll roads charged you 1.50 every mile! Ridiculous. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We went to the lego store, and the board walk, road some rides. It probably wasn’t worth the money but the boys had a good time and that’s what mattered to me. On the last day Chris and I went across Houston, to Katy and picked up some fish for my dad while he was sleeping. Heehee. We wanted to surprise him with a gift he would really enjoy. It’s one of the few gifts I’ve given him (worth$$) but I guess he liked them because my mom said he rarely acts so excited. It was soooo fun going to get them. Chris really wants a pond like that. My dad made such a good point about the pond. It is little to no up keep! Not like our fish tank. We have to do weekly water changes, and feed them every day. I’m glad we could make him smile. They do so much for us. Thanks mom and dad for such a great trip. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh and then there were the nightly games. Sitting around the table playing rummy kube. Is that how you spell it? We also played phase 10. Wow that game took forever. But I’ve never laughed to hard. Or tried to keep such a straight face…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alright. Currently.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We put up our Christmas tree and decided it took up too&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;much room so we only put ½ of it up. We put it against our big sliding closet door so we could still get to our movies. Chris and I decided and agreed on decorations for the first time. I’ve never liked the colored lights but we got LED ones like my dad. We kind of went overboard using 9 boxes… on half a tree! Chris learned a great way to put on lights watching my dad do it this year. Layer on branches, then lights, then repeat. We went with light blue, silver and white ornaments. And we have a star on top. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now for the big news. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We bought a Resort. Not a zoo, but a Resort! They’ll probably make a movie of this one too. We got a great deal for our first business and we take over at the start of next year. We’re really excited for the next phase of our lives. It has hotel rooms, hot pools, a jr. Olympic pool, an RV park and camping spots. The best part about this adventure is that it’s OUT OF REXBURG!!!!!!! I’m going to seriously miss my job at Jimmy Johns but this is MINE MINE MINE. Well and Chris’. My sister Christina is excited, she’s already built a Lego RV with Jane. And Angela’s boys are coming up with things we can sell at our concession area. Chocolate Covered Bananas, called “Tyler on a Stick” and drinks called “Jimmy in a Cup.” James wants to come up and help. Chris’ parents live an hour north. I think that’s as close as I want to live to them. It’s the perfect distance. They are great though. Ben is going to help run it and it will give him more of a future than the farm. Chris’ dad has been great about everything through this whole experience of deciding to buy it. I do love his family. They really care about us. We’ve already had some hiccups. But we will work them out. My goal was to own my own business before I was 25! The last guy who tried to take this place over ended up putting everything on his credit card and then bailed. Too much too fast. Luckily we have Chris’ other relatives to get advice from who all own successive businesses. Plus our experience isn’t so little. I’ve learned a lot at my other jobs and in college. I do give a little credit to college. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve got 2 weeks (starting today), left at JJ’s. It’ll be kind of sad to leave but Oh good riddance Rexburg. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Although, can you believe it is December 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and there is NO snow on the ground?!?! NONE!! I’m L-O-V-Eing it. I can’t tell you enough. I think every day, “today is the day we will get dumped on.” 3 years ago, it all came at once. 2 days straight and I had to shovel myself out of 3 feet at my door! It’ll probably happen when we’re trying to pack everything in the U-haul.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I think that sums up what’s going on, I made it. I apologize for disappearing for a while. I just wish I was back in Texas. The best part about everything that is happening is that with this new place we’re buying, people can come see us! We won’t even charge you full price. JK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-8452731476444359661?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/8452731476444359661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=8452731476444359661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8452731476444359661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8452731476444359661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/12/whoa.html' title='WhoA!'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-5816838310071192139</id><published>2011-09-26T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:43:48.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sup? Per.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9jo94vUMbPM/ToE3N7J_E5I/AAAAAAAAA2I/tLGoNNQydNA/s1600/IMG_1218.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/-9jo94vUMbPM/ToE3N7J_E5I/AAAAAAAAA2I/tLGoNNQydNA/s320/IMG_1218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656863319311455122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner tonight we had sirloin steaks with garlic butter, mashed potatoes and bacon wrapped Parmesan asparagus. I don't know if Chris will like the asparagus but it's worth a shot. And wrapped in bacon no less. I'm getting quite fancy. I always thought cooking took too much time and made too much of a mess but it's getting easier and easier. I save all the recipes and write down what I can make. A lot of it is what we have already. I don't buy stuff unless I can make at least 3 things with it. We don't really have steak/beef much because I'm not a fan but this recipe just looked sooooooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p023CunNnd8/ToE3OKFg_oI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/l9Mn52vYxOY/s1600/IMG_1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p023CunNnd8/ToE3OKFg_oI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/l9Mn52vYxOY/s320/IMG_1217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656863323319238274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dinners usually make more of a mess. I mean not a huge mess but more dishes. Besides the George Forman, this was it! I hope Chris likes it. I just dished it up and he should be walking in the door any minute. Tonight I washed AND folded ALL the laundry. Chris will be proud. And with so few dishes to wash, the house will be clean in no time. I always use foil when I cook anything in the oven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-5816838310071192139?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5816838310071192139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=5816838310071192139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5816838310071192139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5816838310071192139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/09/sup-per.html' title='Sup? Per.'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9jo94vUMbPM/ToE3N7J_E5I/AAAAAAAAA2I/tLGoNNQydNA/s72-c/IMG_1218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-831194386881998587</id><published>2011-09-01T15:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T15:35:50.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Play Catch</title><content type='html'>wow I missed August. I'm a failure at blogging. But really all we do is work! I saw We now because Chris has a job! He's back at the Walmart Vision center. They call him "the new guy" and it drives him crazy because he's not new, just new to them. He wears fancy clothes and looks really nice all the time now. But he works till 7 which means he's home at 8ish. That kind of stinks because I go to bed at 9 since I wake up at 5. Lately I've been going in later than I should but I still finish on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a manager meeting a few days ago and now I am inspired more than ever. My boss gave me some awesome advice that I'm trying out and hopefully will carry on to forever. I'm more positive and will try very very hard to maintain that attitude. So far so good and I'm leaving work at work at 4 pm, not staying late so that I don't stress myself out even more. I know that I can't do it all. I'm really nervous though because on Wednesday my boss will do a performance evaluation. I legit, real, all out review. I really hope he says I'm doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a group interview with 19 people. I read in our training book that it was a good option. After a little research I made a plan and we executed it today. We narrowed down 19 people to 5! It was so effective to see who is good on their feet coming up with creative things. Whose articulate and outgoing. Although Jarom pointed out that he would have been shy in an interview like that and he's the most outgoing person I have on my staff. It took him a week or two to come out and be as fun as he is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are replacing our fish tank stand. To be honest we were debating getting rid of it all together and say good bye to Robert, Brandon, Jordan, The Georges, and the new Angels which have no names. Also, there is a cat fish that never was named. But we just couldn't part with them yet. Robert is SOOOOO big! He started out just 3-4 inches, maybe smaller. And now he's over a foot long and healthy. And our kissing Goramies kiss all the time. We heard it was rare because one's a male, and one is a female and they usually take out the females to breed. They even laid eggs once. But we thought it was an oil film from the cans we had just moved them in. so we scrape them out. Yes we felt like murderers. I'll post pictures of that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Chris FINALLY got a new motorcycle helmet. I'll be sending the bill to Tyler for that since he broke the other one when he was 3. Just kidding. But I'm sure he still owes Christina a shirt for staining it. I'd give that kid the world if I could. Well... I'd give him half because Jimmy's a stud too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are currently watching Parks and Recreation and it is SOOOOOOOOOOoooooOOooo funny! It's all I can do to wait for Chris to be home to watch it. I want to be Leslie Knope. I just watched the Dinner Party episode. I won't ruin anything because it is so good!! Usually I love a good end ruining. At one point an Indian Chief is describing how a chief was shot by white men 100+ times and Tom with big eyes of wonder said "did he die?!" Hahaha!!! You have to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Chris and I officially decided to renew our contract after 5 years of marriage. He's awesome. Chris is my best friend and it's probably not healthy but he is the only person I socialize with. He's so fun and even after 5+ years, I still can't wait to see him because He is the first person I want to tell things to, and the only person I can't stand NOT to be around. I guess you could say I love the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-831194386881998587?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/831194386881998587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=831194386881998587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/831194386881998587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/831194386881998587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/09/lets-play-catch.html' title='Let&apos;s Play Catch'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-7603776823551557145</id><published>2011-07-12T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T18:04:27.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Coke Tin of Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eblLYzE-MQ8/Thzq9620KRI/AAAAAAAAA0U/yL7NqrRBz4g/s1600/IMG_1133.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/-eblLYzE-MQ8/Thzq9620KRI/AAAAAAAAA0U/yL7NqrRBz4g/s320/IMG_1133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628631983798364434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I sorted through all my movies stubs and found ones way back from 2000! Obviously I turned 13 that year. It was so cool to go through them sorting them chronologically and see all the movies I've seen. I can't even remember some of the actual movies. I wrote names on some of them of the people I saw them with. Bridgette, Daniel, Katie... A lot of them I saw with my Dad on our nights out. And a ton with James from one particular awesome year when we really became close. I'm so glad I saved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ucoQP8eUHLI/Thzq_sdU15I/AAAAAAAAA0k/rbQTZwdh6IA/s1600/IMG_1137.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/-ucoQP8eUHLI/Thzq_sdU15I/AAAAAAAAA0k/rbQTZwdh6IA/s320/IMG_1137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628632014293096338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even saved ticket stubs from other things like this Kemah Boardwalk one. I rode the Ferris wheel with a boy... oooo! But not oooo really. He turned out to be a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kEfJyEcvdvM/Thzq_OOoy2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/4ED93enY3HE/s1600/IMG_1136.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/-kEfJyEcvdvM/Thzq_OOoy2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/4ED93enY3HE/s320/IMG_1136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628632006178425698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is the one that got me started. I was putting this in the coke container (from Uncle Pat of course) with the rest and noticed the next stub...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DabwGSMSqfk/Thzq9GO8NPI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ybMCHe8lxEk/s1600/IMG_1135.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/-DabwGSMSqfk/Thzq9GO8NPI/AAAAAAAAA0M/ybMCHe8lxEk/s320/IMG_1135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628631969672475890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the memories. We were comming home from a bad bad bad family camp out. Christina, Josh and I slept in the very hot van because James was bugging us sooo much. And there were a ton of bugs. I planned to go to a movie with a Amber Norton. My dad found out we were meeting some "friends," PJ smith and his cousin and deduced it was a double date. I insisted it was just a group of friends. I think I got a lecture that a group date was an odd number of people blah blah... I sat next to PJ and our hands got closer and closer... and finally at the end of the movie we held hands and the final song played "...its a perfect day..." and I thought "yes it is!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh to be 14 again. My first crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-boYI3kmof-A/Thzq__CN0aI/AAAAAAAAA0s/gvGEe9uKiec/s1600/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-boYI3kmof-A/Thzq__CN0aI/AAAAAAAAA0s/gvGEe9uKiec/s320/IMG_1138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628632019279663522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Putt Putt still owes me 70 tickets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-7603776823551557145?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/7603776823551557145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=7603776823551557145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7603776823551557145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7603776823551557145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-coke-tin-of-memories.html' title='My Coke Tin of Memories'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eblLYzE-MQ8/Thzq9620KRI/AAAAAAAAA0U/yL7NqrRBz4g/s72-c/IMG_1133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-3520896584142737315</id><published>2011-07-04T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T18:01:34.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today We Beat Rob's Country</title><content type='html'>Work has been pretty challenging lately and I've tried really hard not to get discouraged. Yesterday I nearly had a mental break down. Chris was amazing and talked me back into just keep trying. Most of it is about trying to manage the employees and keep on holding them accountable and eventually I will find great people to run the store. I have a few and am so glad they keep working hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was supposed to be a busy day and I had a lot to do. I planned on sampling at the 4th of July parade that goes right in front of the store as well as a manager meeting in IF. I wasn't sure how to rally the troops and get them on board to come in at 8 am, make sandwiches and pass them out. Last year almost every employee showed up and we sampled 750 samples. It was fun and all 15 people had a good time. This year I was running the show instead of Ruffin. I decided on a sign up sheet so I could get an idea of how much to prepare for. 3 people signed up. I was so crushed I tried to talk more people into comming and 2 other people said they would. I wanted to toss the idea and not bother. I almost texted those 5 people but Chris said just to do it and set the example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was really discouraged when those two people I talked to didn't show up. It was just the 4 of us and I didn't think we could even make a dent. The parade included the two neighboring cities this year and lasted over an hour and a half. It was a lot longer than last year and it was packed! We started having paying customers at 9 am! We made as many samples as we could starting at 8am. We took the first round out at 8:30 to the Parade participants. And another round at 8:45, 9:00 and everyone took a final box at 10 when the parade kicked off. Finally we still had bread to go out at 10:30. The four of us did 453 samples! that's more than half of what we did last year with a 1/3 of the people. Those three employees sparked my drive again. They really worked hard and each brought their talents to light. AC's wraps looked perfect every time. She was quick at them too. EB ran the whole time and worked just as quickly through the rest of his shift till 2pm and even swept and mopped the store by himself! JB was just an all out rockstar! He's crazy. I saw him in front of a crowed who were doing the wave for sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them how much I apprecieated their enthusiasm for their job. They found out after we were done they were getting a raise. Drivers don't get raises. These three always work hard, not just today. They deserve to reap the rewards. We beat last year's 4th of July sales by 30%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to see a small hint of success after a long couple weeks of depressing, discouraging events. I was starting to question my abilities. Sales are doing fine, but I have to constantly re-train, and re-train managers who can't follow simple directions. Lucky for me, Jimmy Johns has a system for weeding out the trash. And it works. Today was just proof that there are people that are smart, and care about working hard. What a horrible, but great 4th of July. I've been up since 3am. I'm achy all over and my feet kill. But all that extra work was so worth it to promote our store and the Jimmy John's brand!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I have a Job that I'm excited to go to every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3520896584142737315?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3520896584142737315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3520896584142737315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3520896584142737315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3520896584142737315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-we-beat-robs-country.html' title='Today We Beat Rob&apos;s Country'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-8838872206172933023</id><published>2011-06-19T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:08:33.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You Dad!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father is an amazingly important role model for me. My father, a strong yet sensitive man, has always been actively engaged in my life. He is loving, supportive, encouraging, protective, honorable and has a unique ability to inspire me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that what a father teaches his daughter will serve her for a lifetime. But it's those unspoken lessons that I observed while watching my dad that are more impactful than any words or lectures he gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I navigate my life, I often laugh at the many 'like father, like daughter' moments. I certainly am my father's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Father's Day, I want to share the life lessons my father taught me while growing up Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work Hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is our go-to plumber, light bulb changer, exterminator, gardener, painter, and fix-it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has shown me that there is no substitute for a good work ethic. And while it’s hard to push yourself day in and day out, Dad taught me that if you work hard, you will be OK - no matter what happens. He showed me, hard work, determination and a little bit of luck will get you anywhere you want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's OK to Splurge Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, my dad has taught me to save wherever I can. He’s taught me to live within my means. And to not spend money I don't have. But he also taught me to learn what I love and allocate money to spend on it. To buy things that will last, and to go on dates with your spouse and kids. If dad says it's OK, it must be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is certainly not a pacifist, and he does not let people walk all over him. Through his pride and his honor, he taught me to stand up for myself whenever I encounter something unjust. He helped to infuse my self-esteem and taught me to speak my mind, while also diplomatically picking my battles. And though it’s often hard, and out of my innate character to be defensive, I am so grateful for the strength he’s instilled in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of it is small stuff. Through example, Dad is always there to remind me what’s important in life: health, family and relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive, and Move On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correspondingly, he’s taught me to forgive my friends, my family and myself. We are all human. All of us slip sometimes and make mistakes. Holding grudges and harping on the past only prevents us from enjoying life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Generous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents always gave to church and charity, supported non-profits, and made sure that we were exposed to people who don't have as much. Believe in the cause of donating. When you give, don’t just give in order to get recognition, or a tax write-off. Give just to help and don’t expect anything in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Can Always Talk to Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was little, my father always made sure I knew that I could talk to him about anything. As a young girl, sometimes it was easier to go to Mom with stuff, but he always stayed involved. He held interviews with us to outline goals and plans for our future. Even though I didn't really understand them at the time. I look back and I'm just glad he took those times to get to know me and let me talk. I know that he will try to help me as best as he can, always ready with honest answers and nonjudgmental feedback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Comes First&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad’s first priority is his family. Everything he does and every thought he has is for our well-being. He keeps the family close through Family Home Evening every Monday, even if I have to turn a date away at the door because I forgot. Or nightly scripture reading, even if someone blows up. Night Out with Dad, even if it's something he doesn't really like; like a loud concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In turn, I have been able to carry that sort of warmth and sincerity into my other relationships so that I am a true friend, and the people closest to me know how much I care about them. My dad makes sure I never need to question his love for me. And today, I hope there’s no doubt in his mind that his daughter loves him, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-8838872206172933023?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/8838872206172933023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=8838872206172933023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8838872206172933023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8838872206172933023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-love-you-dad.html' title='I Love You Dad!!!'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-4793106761040960419</id><published>2011-06-16T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:03:30.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!</title><content type='html'>I haven't been neglecting blogging. I just haven't been able to. But I finally fixed it by downloading firefox!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-4793106761040960419?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/4793106761040960419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=4793106761040960419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4793106761040960419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4793106761040960419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/06/yay.html' title='Yay!!'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-4639386212774303471</id><published>2011-06-16T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:02:43.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Made My Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RyBGsnpA1aY/Tfpsel3n51I/AAAAAAAAA0E/wjnalkV6GWM/s1600/IMG_1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618922757915404114" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RyBGsnpA1aY/Tfpsel3n51I/AAAAAAAAA0E/wjnalkV6GWM/s320/IMG_1057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got an awesome surprize today. A must see. It was from my Uncle Pat. "Now you can save your spare change for that Jimmy John's you've been wanting." So anyone want to help me get started???  This is so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8D0mbUtDXB0/TfpseEvMUhI/AAAAAAAAAz8/4HPc2b7Numk/s1600/IMG_1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618922749021671954" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8D0mbUtDXB0/TfpseEvMUhI/AAAAAAAAAz8/4HPc2b7Numk/s320/IMG_1059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a bank if you can't tell. It's so perfect. I've never seen one of these and I didn't have one already. I used a Jar. And it fits perfectly on my shelf where the jar used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgOZBt09g0Q/Tfpsd_--p9I/AAAAAAAAAz0/sXokFZHMZaI/s1600/IMG_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618922747745707986" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgOZBt09g0Q/Tfpsd_--p9I/AAAAAAAAAz0/sXokFZHMZaI/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so excited, I even took a picture of myself! I was so happy to put the money in it. Like a little kid. I can't wait to fill it up. (sorry about the hair, just got off work.)&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/34812428-4639386212774303471?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/4639386212774303471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=4639386212774303471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4639386212774303471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4639386212774303471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/06/made-my-month.html' title='Made My Month'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RyBGsnpA1aY/Tfpsel3n51I/AAAAAAAAA0E/wjnalkV6GWM/s72-c/IMG_1057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-4245927414330119323</id><published>2011-05-08T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T00:00:00.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, I Have Am Awesome Mom...</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about Mother's Day for the last week or so. I've been so excited. I know I can tell my mom any time, any day how awesome she is. But today is dedicated to her. I only have fond memories, good ones like when she taught me to sew or brought me cough medicine late late at night (probably because I was right above her room coughing). Or once I remember when she wanted me to go to bed but I didn't want to and I stayed up till 2 am begging her to come up to my room and tuck me in. She didn't. She stood her ground. She is strong! I would have given in around 12 just to shut me up. Mom, you are such a great example and you work so hard. Even if it means staying up till 5 am writing camp chants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your call with Josh goes great and you don't run out of things to say. I will never run out of compliments for you because you are the greatest mom ever! You laugh at my jokes and make me feel special. When people talk about their parents, I am always reminded about what a great life I've had because of you (and dad). Thank you for sticking to your guns when I was a brat. Thank you for making me feel better when I was sad. Thank you for teaching me, Faith,&lt;br /&gt;Divine Nature, Individual Worth, Knowledge, Choice and Accountability, Good Works and Integrity. I know for a fact that I would not be the person I am today without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you find the energy, Mom&lt;br /&gt;To do all the things you did,&lt;br /&gt;To be teacher, nurse and counselor&lt;br /&gt;To me, when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you do it all, Mom,&lt;br /&gt;Be a chauffeur, cook and friend,&lt;br /&gt;Yet find time to be a playmate,&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see now it was love, Mom&lt;br /&gt;That made you come whenever I'd call,&lt;br /&gt;Your inexhaustible love, Mom&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you for it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-4245927414330119323?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/4245927414330119323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=4245927414330119323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4245927414330119323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4245927414330119323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/05/yeah-i-have-am-awesome-mom.html' title='Yeah, I Have Am Awesome Mom...'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-5895405078798234171</id><published>2011-05-07T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T00:39:20.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Too Tired</title><content type='html'>Well, I worked a night for the first time in 5 months. Got off at 12 and now I can't sleep. Mostly because I saw a spider. Just typing that gives me the chills. I sprayed it with the sprayer in the sink till it died. I'm horrible I know, torturing it. But he should have stayed outside. "It" should have stayed outside. Closing went well. The store was in better shape then when I came to it. No one will probably notice, but the line that the tickets get passed down on the cold table had a lot of build up and now it shines. My closing is defiantly perfect. I'm not bragging, my calling is fast food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cold and raining and it was a horrible ride home. I didn't want to have to squint so I wore my sun glasses. Haha! I think that was a bad idea because of course everything was dark. I had to say a little prayer that I wouldn't hit a pot hole I didn't see. But also because it was slick and by the way I was on CORNI!! He is 2600 miles old! I don't think I ever really thanked my parents for buying him for me. I was thinking that when I was filling up his little 1.5 gallon tank. Cost me nearly $6! But I wont have to fill up for another 125 miles or so. I am soooooo glad I bought him when I did. Even if he's only used 3-4 months out of the year. With gas coming to $15/gallon soon, or so it seems, He is defiantly handy to utilize. I've only been honked at a dozen times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is something I still don't understand. People honking at scooters. Do they think it's weird, cool, unique, bad? Why do they feel the need to honk. It's stupid. I can never hear what they say. They should just keep it to themselves. It's really annoying. The purpose of honking is to attract attention for the purpose of road safety. RIGHT?! Not to say look at me, I'm immature and looking at you. I don't care if you look at me. I'm not riding this to be cool, I'm saving money while your hillbilly truck is burning a gallon of gas every 8 miles sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone owned a scooter.... we could save the planet. If it needed saving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current show I am watching is Numbers. It's ok. If anyone has any other suggestions, It has already been canceled so I will get to the end soon. Just don't suggest Dexter. I already know I don't like it and yes those few scenes of sex are bad. "only a little poop in the ice cream" right Mom? I hate starting a new series because the pilot always seems to be the worst episode. Except pushing daisies. But I can't get Chris to watch it. And again it was only on for ONE season. Just something that doesn't have sexual drama. That is so over done and not imaginative. I'm also watching Planet Earth. The BBC version. So documentaries aren't out of the question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-5895405078798234171?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5895405078798234171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=5895405078798234171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5895405078798234171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5895405078798234171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/05/not-too-tired.html' title='Not Too Tired'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-421843173836212306</id><published>2011-04-23T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T08:36:12.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Better Known</title><content type='html'>This week was nice. I don't have much going on but the weather is turning around. We had a really bad storm day before last but were were still pretty busy at work! Speaking of work, I had to fire my best friend yesterday for not showing up for a shift. That is the rule. So I'm not hiring friends or friends of employees, no one from my ward. Only complete strangers. My sister had a girl deliver some awesome baby vans to me at work. With awesome pictures from the kids. I love the one from Tyler about a war. But I can't really tell what jimmy's was. He should narrate his as well. That would be funny to hear. Even though I hate traveling, I can't wait to see them next. I don't know when that will be but I'm already looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying new recipes. I've been dying for something new to cook besides Mexican food. One night I cooked chicken with Italian dressing. I know "wow" but I've never tried it. Then I sauteed onions, bell pepper, tomato, and artichokes and put it on toasted bread with cheese. It rocked!!! Then I made it with pasta, and then I made it in a tortilla. Can't leave out the tortillas. Then last night I made Shrimp &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Etoufee&lt;/span&gt;. But really I used chicken. It was awesome. I'm eating some for lunch today. I actually bought produce! I have mushrooms I don't know what I'll do with. But I like them raw so they wont go bad and my money wont be wasted. That's why I don't like produce. The only thing I cant seem to use up before it goes bad is lettuce. Lettuce is the most pointless produce item, also known as a vegetable. It's just a filler. I want to make lettuce wraps like they have at Pei Wei. I liked being content with tortilla pizzas and chicken... wraps, p&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;armesan&lt;/span&gt;, and 2 other things we've eaten almost every day for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the scooter weather. We need to buy another charger for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;batteries&lt;/span&gt; and then we'll be riding our hearts away. Also, saving on gas $$$! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Corni&lt;/span&gt; is looking so much better as gas prices go higher. Don't tell him I said that or he will just think I'm taking advantage of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till "I am number 4" comes out on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BluRay&lt;/span&gt;/DVD. It's like Roswell the movie!!!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AGH&lt;/span&gt;! Although I keep thinking it's not going to be as good as I thought it was the first time because it was the first movie I've ever seen in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;IMAX&lt;/span&gt;. But I thought it was really good. It's the only movie I will never ruin for anyone. And honestly, that's saying a lot. I love ruining movies. Maybe I'm evil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-421843173836212306?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/421843173836212306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=421843173836212306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/421843173836212306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/421843173836212306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/04/shes-better-known.html' title='She&apos;s Better Known'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1197085590978411406</id><published>2011-03-26T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T17:54:04.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sheep</title><content type='html'>Even though I feel accomplished, I am beat! I just finished a 65 hour week of work. But I can hear the chaching chaching in the distant future when I get a bonus (hopefully). I really like my job but sometimes I just feel exhausted. Nothing like Mikki though. Last night she got SLAMMED! It was the busiest night in... 11 months? Like since we opened. She's a rock star and tonight's her last shift. It is extremely sad to see her leave for the summer. She's going to Delaware so her husband can sell security systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today right after work we went to see the Adjustment Bureau. It was alright. I need to go running tonight but I don't know if I can. I'm pathetic. I just want to lay down with my bag of mnm's and watch the rest of season 4 of Bones. But I'm sure Chris has other plans. Like dinner. I need new ideas. Please suggest anything. I tried to make pioneer woman's mac and cheese and it was ok. I didn't have sharp cheddar or whole milk and I used penne pasta. I think we would have liked it better if I didn't bake it. something about the flour and butter part didn't seem right to me but it was still good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also starting on my Christmas present garland soon. I can't stop thinking about it. Or I'll do something with buttons. I've been thinking about some ideas. I think the garland will turn into the Christmas Blocks that took my mom and I years to work on. And she ended up finishing. I liked that it felt like our project but I have always felt guilty I didn't get to help finish them. And really, I don't know if I really helped that much but the memory is there. So I will only start the garland if it wont take me years to finish. My friend made one and let me borrow it for our Christmas party. It was beautiful! All the tree had on it was the garland and lights and looked perfect. So simple but awesome. So that's what we'll have. One idea was for each of us to wrap a gift and add it to the garland each year so it grows over time. Maybe get both sides of the families to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking holidays and its supposed to be summer. Probably because it snowed again today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1197085590978411406?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1197085590978411406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1197085590978411406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1197085590978411406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1197085590978411406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/03/easter-sheep.html' title='Easter Sheep'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-2948588124434828823</id><published>2011-03-24T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T14:50:59.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday James</title><content type='html'>I was looking at the shower head and laughed to myself when I realized I won! I won the battle of water pressure! Chris probably doesn't notice or care or he might have just given in. But the shower head used to feel like needles it was so hard. I finally got tired of it and changed it by turnning the lever behind it. For awhile I had to change it back when I took a shower because Chris would change it back to the needle setting. The one I chose is a nice pressure, not a single stream but nice. I don't know how to describe it. But the needle setting took your skin off with it. But I finally noticed he stopped changing it back! It made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to buy pants at the mall. Not only were they buy one get one free at Pacsun!! And not just the junky ones no one wants, but it was the first time in 5 years I didn't get depressed when trying them on. I dropped a size!! Legitametly lost one pant size. No muffin top. They are flush with my skin and fit like a dream. I've been working out for about 3 months with Aubry now. I thought it was a bad sign when after all this time I actually gained 3 lbs. But Aubry said I looked visably skinnier. It's true! I'm going to test the scale today with a 25lb weight and see if its off. I don't care about the number, but it better be muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other great things are happening in Idaho, if you can believe it. Well besides that it snowed today. It's almost scooter time! Poor Corni has been bundled up all winter and he's ready to bust out of that cover. This summer I have my new helmet and goggles to sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going great and things are picking up. Knock on wood. And businesses are going out of business everyday. More $$ for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to James and Josh this last week. I love that they are a week apart (plus 2 years). I always wished I shared a birthday week with someone else. Kind of seemed like a cool thing. I hope they are good. I got to talk to James awhile ago and who knows how josh is. They are studs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-2948588124434828823?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2948588124434828823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=2948588124434828823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2948588124434828823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2948588124434828823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-james.html' title='Happy Birthday James'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-3007916243266142225</id><published>2011-02-27T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T21:22:10.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Smiles</title><content type='html'>My trip to Texas was great. It was really fun to visit with my siblings and spend one on one time with my parents. I'm so grateful they took the time to go out with me. I think I was quieter than usual but I kept thinking how weird it was that Chris wasn't there. He's so fun to bounce jokes off of. But My favorite parts of the trip were, but not limited to. Playing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shang&lt;/span&gt;-hi with Sister T and Carol. Everyone had a nick-name by the end of the game. My mom was "the cheater" but she wasn't really cheating she just kept going when it was Christina's turn. I think I ate ice cream every single day! After a long day (at least to me) at the temple, my dad took me out to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Baskin&lt;/span&gt; Robin's. I really enjoyed talking to my dad about business ideas and my experiences at Jimmy Johns. I think about work almost 90% of the time. I think that was one of the best nights out with dad. But we didn't get to play air-hockey :( I would have beat him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice just to lounge around the house like I was a kid again. I still knew where the forks and spoons were. It's weird to think I've only been there 1-2 times a year for the last 5 years. When I reached for the drawer for a spoon I specifically remember thinking "I will be embarrassed if this isn't the drawer." Before I went to the airport my mom took me out to HEB for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Tejano&lt;/span&gt; Salsa. I've been there 2 times before? I still knew where the salsa was! The first day I made my mom laugh really hard. I felt at home again right away. I don't even know what I said but that's always a favorite part about going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found 3 shirts I had been missing. Every time I am home I'm supposed to go through stuff and take it home or throw it away. My goal on my next visit is to actually do it. I know my mom probably boxed up a ton of stuff that I don't think is too important to keep forever. Christina found a journal from some guy I dated and that was the most embarrassing moment of my life. I never read it, and he was a total weirdo. And finally it was mostly weird to see Josh's room CLEAN! I don't think I've seen that floor since I lived in that room. He has a boat load of clothes. Kind of funny to think about a boat load knowing that he owns a few boats... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; so it could be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really proud of my brother for his decision to go on a mission and that it would mean a lot to him for us to be there. Chris said his setting apart was really quick and he didn't think that much of it. I really liked what Christina said about taking it all in and not waisting time. She said she wishes she could go back and relive time with Jane she waisted. Jane is super cute and I loved hearing stories of funny things she does. A song came on the radio today and I just kept laughing to myself. It's the "paved paradise song" and in the back ground the singers say "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ooooo&lt;/span&gt; bop bop." I hope Josh stays safe and has fun. I was in salt lake this weekend and kept thinking how close he was but I couldn't see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot more but work is coming too early. 4 am early. Tomorrow is the big order we've been waiting a month for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3007916243266142225?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3007916243266142225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3007916243266142225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3007916243266142225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3007916243266142225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/02/silent-smiles.html' title='Silent Smiles'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-223367203095116159</id><published>2011-02-12T18:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T18:42:01.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greasless Bacon</title><content type='html'>Everyone seems to be sick. I thought it was because I worked out too hard but it really must be going around. I was so sick the first night I threw up without making myself. That sounded bad. Usually when I feel sick enough I figure the only way to feel better is just to get it over with right away so I yeah... But on the way home from something I just felt this warm sick feeling all over, like this is going to happen any second. But it couldn't, not in our new-to-us car! We pulled into the car port and I rushed to the bathroom. There went all the peppers from my #5 from work. I know you wanted to details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next couple days were bad. I haven't been sick like that in a long time. Chris was even nice enough to give me the whole bed to myself one night. Probably because he didn't want what I had, but that didn't stop it. He's feeling it tonight. I even left work early one day. My boss called the next day to see if I was all right because to him I had never not worked. I took that as a compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last two weeks I've been meeting with Aubry. I am her "client" for her exercise science class. She has developed a work out plan for me based on my desired goals. I want to learn to run better. That sounds lame but I can barley make a mile. Well today I made it a mile and a half. Don't tell Aubry, but I think I could have made it a whole mile. But I don't know if I want to work that hard just yet. Many people may not think that it is a real achievement, but she works me out before these runs! Squats, and lunges and weird abb stuff. I have learned a lot from all of this. Including but not limited to: I really want to do well, I am extremely weak, I have no sense of balance, I can do it. The reason why I am so proud of myself for today's work out was because Aubry had to leave before the run. So she walked with me to the track and walked a warm up lap with me. I had a huge head ache from the crazy abb stuff. But I did it. I patted myself on my sweaty back. My face was red for a long time. But I rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight I am making hamburgers with chopped up jalapenos and shredded cheese mixed in the meat. Delish! With strawberry short cake for dessert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-223367203095116159?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/223367203095116159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=223367203095116159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/223367203095116159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/223367203095116159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/02/greasless-bacon.html' title='Greasless Bacon'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-359253922688028911</id><published>2011-01-25T15:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T15:38:47.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acclimate</title><content type='html'>A large business in town finally came in today and asked about a LARGE catering order. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;AGH&lt;/span&gt;!!! I really really really want it! We are perfect for it and I will bend over backwards to get it. I've been waiting forever to do it and they seemed to like my pitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird to have nights off. It's hard to find things to do that doesn't require money. And you can only go out to so many places to eat or see so many movies. And its too cold to go to the nature park?? I don't know, but we need a hobby we can do together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-359253922688028911?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/359253922688028911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=359253922688028911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/359253922688028911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/359253922688028911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/01/acclimate.html' title='Acclimate'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-2458748008267186997</id><published>2011-01-24T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T20:07:23.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>05011218</title><content type='html'>We just got home from seeing that new Narnia movie at the cheapo theater. I really like the Paramount 5 (previously The Paramount Twin). I think it rivals the "expensive" theater currently called Fat Cats. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;They'll&lt;/span&gt; change that soon... I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing so hard on the way home because we were joking about the ending of the movie. The girl is sad because they are leaving Narnia again and make the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;announcement&lt;/span&gt; that they will not be returning. She asks if &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Asland&lt;/span&gt; will ever go to their world. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Asland&lt;/span&gt; tells her that he is know in her world as another name. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; he never says it but goes on and they say a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bazillion&lt;/span&gt; goodbyes and each hug a rat. And then some kid who was really annoying throughout the show says he'll be back. So I'm done watching those movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to our discussion on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;We decided Asland&lt;/span&gt; is know in our world as Morgan Freeman. And Cucumbers have wicked souls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-2458748008267186997?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2458748008267186997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=2458748008267186997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2458748008267186997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2458748008267186997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/01/05011218.html' title='05011218'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-3717956016660743797</id><published>2011-01-16T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T12:00:25.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Are All The Little Things That Make Me Happy</title><content type='html'>Last night was finally the day of the Guster concert! We drove up on Friday after getting off work early and met up with Josh in Provo. But that wasn't before a flat tire thanks to the wonderful Salt Lake City Roads! We pulled into a ghetto shell station and pulled out our handy pressure reader. It didn't work. It was completely flat. Chris started to put on the spare and I tried to help. He was still impressed that I would touch dirty nasty bolts and not wash my hands. Usually I freak out but I would rather wipe my fingers on the bottom of the inside of my pants and hold out than go into that shell station. It was scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tire went flat less than a mile away from picking up Josh so finally we were on the road again and at a stop light when... we were rear-ended!! YAY!! It was such a great day. There was no damage, but I got her information saved in my phone as Jennifer hit us in Provo. We didn't even realize we were actually hit at first. It was like he killed the engine by letting his foot off the clutch while it was in gear. The dirt wasn't even disturbed on the bumper. She said that and I said, "last time I thought that and my doors didn't open." But really I was referring to the time when we were in the white escort with my dad and we were rear-ended and that happened. the entire frame was pushed in. At least I recall. And so did Josh when I told him about the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got to Josh and had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, yesterday. FINALLY the DAY. We met up with Josh's friend in Salt Lake. Ashely, Chris's cousin came with us too. We walked around temple square for awhile and then went to Pei Wei, only the BEST place on earth. Scarfed down a million fourtune cookies and they dropped me off at the concert! Josh and his friend came too. We went there at 5, even though the doors didn't open till 7 and the show didn't start till 8. IT was deffinatly worth it. I was front row and a little to the right. It was perfect!!! Josh and his friend stood behind me. Of course there is always some punk kid trying to wedge his way in. But I stood my ground. I decided at the last concert I was never going to have a head in my face again. That meant front row only. I did it. I screamed every song and even made friends with the people who were in front of me in the line out front (I was second by the way). Some people beat me too it. They deserve it if they had been there since 2. But it was defiantly in the top 10 best moments of my life forever. Luke waved to ME at the end. And they ended up playing 45 EXTRA min because we kept calling them out. First it was chanting guster guster guster guster.... and then it was "one more song, one more song, one more song..." and finally just all out hysterical screaming that brought them back for one last acoustic song. Before that one I had a view through a crack to behind the stage and saw them walk out the door. I started to leave because I figured Chris had been waiting long enough. He went to see a movie with Ashley. But they came back out and I lost my spot in the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am about to embark back to Rexburg. I am satisfied. Till next time they come close to play another show, I'm all concerted out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3717956016660743797?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3717956016660743797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3717956016660743797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3717956016660743797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3717956016660743797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/01/these-are-all-little-things-that-make.html' title='These Are All The Little Things That Make Me Happy'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-6237409576956215096</id><published>2011-01-10T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T19:36:47.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snippit</title><content type='html'>All I do is work. I fired 3 people this week. And no we are not hiring anymore, "but we are always accepting applications." Weird thing though is I hired Daniel Valdez! I am his boss... booyah! I'm going to make him clean the bathrooms every night! Remember that time he made fun of me for that one thing!?! Just kidding. Today was his first day and he passed his menu test and did good making the sandwiches. His mom should be proud. I am still kind of getting the hang of the GM thing. It seems like a lot more work, but really I was already doing it all. But I had the nights and time (because we were slow) to interview and all the little things, like dreaded invoices. Now I have to work really fast to get it all done, or I end up being there all day. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Chris is doing the school thing. I think that's going good for him. He mentioned his class was hard, but come on, its Biology, what isn't hard? He's too smart. He left early from class because apparently his teacher came in and announced he had shingles. So he walked out. He's never had it, and has never been vaccinated. So I would agree he is smart. I don't want him to get it either. My mom says she thinks I had chickenpox twice. I have a scar on my face from it. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm still not over losing the cracker house contest. I have already started planning for next year. I planned all last year but this year I will actually test out my ideas. Agh! I want to put in a vote for new judges. The Watts are cool and all but I think they favor Josh because he's the only one at home. and how can you not tell that it is santa's bag! and his feet are sticking out?! agh... I need to get over it. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Guster is comming up so fast. I CAN NOT WAIT!!! Chris was sweet enough to download the entire album of "Lost and Gone Forever."  Oh it takes me back to the wee age of 14 when I listened to it the entire week of a trip I want to forever forget. I was so exahusted from that trip that I couldn't go to school when I got back and my mom tried to drag me out of bed, threatening every punishment she could think of. That was the worst week of my life. I don't know what those punishments were for missing and EXTRA day, on top of all the other days I missed. But it was worth it. I found out that Guster will also be at Sundance that same week! I will also be going to Sundance, but can't get off enough work to see them play. I am sad.... so sad.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BNZzJELbFRI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BNZzJELbFRI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-6237409576956215096?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6237409576956215096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=6237409576956215096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6237409576956215096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6237409576956215096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/01/snippit.html' title='Snippit'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1073885380138796173</id><published>2011-01-05T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T16:51:21.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please blog</title><content type='html'>I am blogging so others will blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1073885380138796173?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1073885380138796173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1073885380138796173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1073885380138796173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1073885380138796173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2011/01/please-blog.html' title='Please blog'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-7444308361543565023</id><published>2010-12-24T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T16:27:20.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cracker House 2010</title><content type='html'>First of all, the is my second attempt and since being promoted at work :) I haven't had a lot of time to try again. Apparently, our house is SUPER humid. Two fish tanks will do that I guess. so the whole thing crumbled. First we will debut the tootsie roll rocking horses! complete with saddle and matching mane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TRU4URTnVUI/AAAAAAAAAzk/VGAFLnQDXig/s1600/IMG_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554407636325586242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TRU4URTnVUI/AAAAAAAAAzk/VGAFLnQDXig/s320/IMG_0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each horse is custom and is unique in color. Also, their names are Jake, Sarah, Erica, and Webster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TRU4ULxWrfI/AAAAAAAAAzc/-fIIwVbSu2g/s1600/IMG_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554407634839711218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TRU4ULxWrfI/AAAAAAAAAzc/-fIIwVbSu2g/s320/IMG_0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa is on his way down the chimney! with lots of toys. He wanted to see first though if they had bothered to clean it for him and slipped on some ice and got stuck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TRU4TqJyUFI/AAAAAAAAAzU/GJpou1-ZOqU/s1600/IMG_0881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554407625815380050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TRU4TqJyUFI/AAAAAAAAAzU/GJpou1-ZOqU/s320/IMG_0881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the creation as a whole. A Christmas Carousel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TRU4Ta2shVI/AAAAAAAAAzM/wlqInO97RcA/s1600/IMG_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554407621708776786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TRU4Ta2shVI/AAAAAAAAAzM/wlqInO97RcA/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course their is a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TRU4S7ZmIII/AAAAAAAAAzE/uLAGmuflT0I/s1600/IMG_0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554407613265223810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TRU4S7ZmIII/AAAAAAAAAzE/uLAGmuflT0I/s320/IMG_0882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anna Kunz House Submission 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The End. &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/34812428-7444308361543565023?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/7444308361543565023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=7444308361543565023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7444308361543565023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7444308361543565023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-cracker-house-2010.html' title='Christmas Cracker House 2010'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TRU4URTnVUI/AAAAAAAAAzk/VGAFLnQDXig/s72-c/IMG_0878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-3525525593824186501</id><published>2010-12-06T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T16:38:53.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TP2BSWjWe0I/AAAAAAAAAy4/UFLu8ANEDtQ/s1600/IMG_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547732468281801538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TP2BSWjWe0I/AAAAAAAAAy4/UFLu8ANEDtQ/s320/IMG_0833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I added 47 buttons to my collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also going to attend the K Street Christmas party. We didn't go last year. I was probably working but our neighbor friends said they were going so I'm making Chris. I also finished all my errands I had been needing to do, as well as new ones. I am going to take Cookie Paws to the Party (also known as Puppy Chow).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3525525593824186501?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3525525593824186501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3525525593824186501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3525525593824186501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3525525593824186501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/12/dress-up.html' title='Dress Up'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TP2BSWjWe0I/AAAAAAAAAy4/UFLu8ANEDtQ/s72-c/IMG_0833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-3079101719579952967</id><published>2010-11-30T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T09:14:16.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productivity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TPUvENjxhII/AAAAAAAAAyw/tcoNQqP_wls/s1600/IMG_0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545390265582322818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TPUvENjxhII/AAAAAAAAAyw/tcoNQqP_wls/s320/IMG_0828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this dollar store tree, a foam brick, a scrap of wrapping paper, and tissue paper and this is what I came up with. I had everything stored a way from years ago and with a few one inch buttons... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;walla&lt;/span&gt;! I am so glad I have these little machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TPUvDxwXZzI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Bj4HcaIOMTA/s1600/IMG_0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545390258118944562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TPUvDxwXZzI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Bj4HcaIOMTA/s320/IMG_0825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris asked what we were going to have for our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; treat. As usual we didn't have anything in our house. But again, I got creative. fried tortilla chips powdered sugar and frozen cool whip. He thought it was ice cream! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TPUvDeI9H2I/AAAAAAAAAyg/oe1KV5e2_Qs/s1600/IMG_0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545390252853370722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TPUvDeI9H2I/AAAAAAAAAyg/oe1KV5e2_Qs/s320/IMG_0794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We put up our tree on Sunday also. I'm trying to make memories and hes trying to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TPUvC2wTWVI/AAAAAAAAAyY/tthYE9z6RAk/s1600/IMG_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545390242280986962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TPUvC2wTWVI/AAAAAAAAAyY/tthYE9z6RAk/s320/IMG_0807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TPUvCUv_5pI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/FSJX0PlTWe4/s1600/IMG_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545390233152906898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TPUvCUv_5pI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/FSJX0PlTWe4/s320/IMG_0805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Chris' proudest moment. Who needs a star or an angel when you have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TDK&lt;/span&gt; right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3079101719579952967?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3079101719579952967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3079101719579952967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3079101719579952967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3079101719579952967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/11/productivity.html' title='Productivity'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TPUvENjxhII/AAAAAAAAAyw/tcoNQqP_wls/s72-c/IMG_0828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-8534740602740982823</id><published>2010-11-28T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T17:44:34.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Songs</title><content type='html'>So our Thanksgiving was great. The food was really tasty. Even the pretzel salad. I've never been too keen on the idea of sweet, tart and salty. Maybe a combination of two but not all three. But I had that and the turkey was really moist and the gravy tasted good. And there was fresh fruit. And the stuffing was fantastic! I think I was the only one that ate it... But Chris' parents made a great meal. I kicked myself repeatedly when I forgot our share of the leftovers. I contributed an apple pie and or course Puppy Chow!! You can not go through the holidays without Puppy Chow (also called &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Muddie&lt;/span&gt; Buddies, Texas Snow and Cookie Paws).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the great food, it was fun to take a break from work and just sit around and talk. We played phase 10 and I won the first 5 hands in a row! I was really aching to play &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shanghi&lt;/span&gt;. I did end up winning but I got stuck on 9 cards of one color for 3 hands! They were able to catch up after that. And then the best part of our visit was making Sue laugh really hard when I squinted one eye, made a face at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; and she asked whats wrong with your face. And I said Chris hit me in the head. Sue looked over just at that moment. It was perfect. I really missed being home at that moment and laughing with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even though its a few days late. I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SOOOOooo&lt;/span&gt; grateful for my awesome family. I am so grateful that was have the relationships we have. I always wish they were better and we could talk more. And definitely visit more. Once to two times a year is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not enough. I really missed them this year. I tried calling James, no answer and then mom, and then Angela but by then it was too late but she was nice enough to talk to me. I talked to Josh a little who apparently made a whole feast for the missionaries! My little bro is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally I am really really really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; that my hair dryer worked today. I thought it died the other day and I had to go to Gina's to borrow hers. I forgot about buying one. I washed my hair before church and realized that it was still broken. No one was answering and I had to teach primary. I was not going to go to church with sopping wet hair but I didn't want to miss teaching because I hate people that just don't show up for their callings. I started to unscrew the back of it while it was plugged in (I know safe right?!) and it turned on!!! After my car died (which I will post about later), then my hair dryer died. I told Chris in frustration that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; around me was dying. He said he didn't want to be around me anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-8534740602740982823?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/8534740602740982823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=8534740602740982823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8534740602740982823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8534740602740982823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-songs.html' title='Thanksgiving Songs'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1155537048101028481</id><published>2010-11-12T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T10:21:02.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Submersible</title><content type='html'>Chris and I talk a lot about random things right before we go to bed. When I get home from work, we start summarizing our day because we didn't get to see each other most of the time. Last night I was particularly tired. I was trying to think of something and&lt;br /&gt;Chris said "what's wrong"&lt;br /&gt;I said "nothing, I'm thinking"&lt;br /&gt;and before I said anything else, my mind switch to something else and I realized I was starting to get a head ache. Non-related but I ended up saying "nothing, I'm thinking... my head hurts." I was then criticized for thinking tooo hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four silver dollars in our fish tank have these random dark spots on their sides. Chris researched it to find that it is a sign of looking for/trying to attract a mate. This spot only appear on the males. What are the odds that we got 4 males!! I feel so bad for those guys searching and searching and finding no one. They are also acting territorial and chase each other away. Usually they huddle together. And 3 of them have girl names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention my pie was delicious??? I am also in charge of planning a Christmas party for work. So bring on any ideas you have. It's going to be awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1155537048101028481?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1155537048101028481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1155537048101028481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1155537048101028481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1155537048101028481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/11/submersible.html' title='Submersible'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1285346599402036018</id><published>2010-11-08T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T18:04:05.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love it.</title><content type='html'>Tonight was home-made. We had spicy chicken meatballs with a tasty avocado sauce and feta cheese... as you can see. Served on pita bread. I liked it Chris wanted ranch on it. I think next time I'll do avocado ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537363497977385026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TNiqw2EoEEI/AAAAAAAAAxY/1EdNCSqr3vk/s320/IMG_0766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dessert we enjoyed a crumb topped apple pie! First one I've ever made. I was nervous but on a cold first snowy day of the winter, I wanted something warm. And I think Chris actually liked it! I think I'll make this one for Thanksgiving. Next I will try a chocolate pie (sister T style, my favorite).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TNiq0ID8q8I/AAAAAAAAAxg/xsfT5X0MheA/s1600/IMG_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537363554345987010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TNiq0ID8q8I/AAAAAAAAAxg/xsfT5X0MheA/s320/IMG_0772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1285346599402036018?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1285346599402036018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1285346599402036018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1285346599402036018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1285346599402036018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-it.html' title='Love it.'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TNiqw2EoEEI/AAAAAAAAAxY/1EdNCSqr3vk/s72-c/IMG_0766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-2121436228774454925</id><published>2010-11-06T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T10:40:01.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death and Taxes (work)</title><content type='html'>So work is going well. I'm more eager to be General Manager than ever before. Not because I don't like Ruffin, I wish he would stay, be demoted and become my assistant. But I think he has bigger plans. He's taught me a lot and will be missed. I am scheduled for 47 hours a week but with extra stuff sometimes it is 50-55. It's worth it. I like running a business. Sometimes it is difficult and I just want to fire everyone but that would be ridiculous. Especially when I want to fire customers and realize I can not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is extremely cold... but not as cold as it will be! Corni is still sitting out in the driveway. Uncovered. I know I am a horrible mean person leaving him out in the cold. Perhaps I will cover him up today. But I might be driving him this winter if Mr. Gnarly doesn't stop acting up. My little Escort is on its last leg. I don't where I would start if he really started having problems. I just assume every day is his last day. This would be so sad if these were real people. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no real name for the Mazda. No real name Chris and I can agree on. I like real names like Kevin. I think we should name him Kevin. "It's the name I just gave him." (that's from UP). But Chris calls him "Mr. Our Mazda" to emphisize that it is OUR car and not HIS. He calls it "MOM" for short. I think it sounds really weird... "Let's drive Mom around town" my mom is not here, I wish she was here. I miss my mom. And calling the car that just makes me sad I don't get to hang out with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sad sad note, I am sorry to say that John and Michelle Nolan have died. They were the greatest balla sharks ever to swim. We lost them the other day to an unknown cause. The water in our fish tank started to turn yellow. Jordan was the first to go, then in one night John, Michelle and Tanner (the new beautiful black spotted angel fish) died. IN ONE NIGHT! I did not have time to get too aquainted with Tanner. He has only been with us about 2 months. But John and Michelle came with us from Main Street Station and have been with us since we put up the tank. It was really really depressing to have to scoop out their HUGE dead bodies. They were at least 9 inches long. If only they could have made it 1 more day till the carbon we ordered on Amazon had arrived to clean up the water. So if anyone knows any suggestions about what could have happened please let me know. Because if Robert the Black Ghost dies I'll be on a rampage!! He's huge! Like a foot long. I'm so proud of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-2121436228774454925?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2121436228774454925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=2121436228774454925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2121436228774454925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2121436228774454925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/11/death-and-taxes-work.html' title='Death and Taxes (work)'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1751771508380623032</id><published>2010-11-04T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T09:48:27.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cravings...</title><content type='html'>I've given up donuts. It's almost been a week (minus yesterday). There is this magical place called Paradise Donuts. I've been there every day for a month. Don't Judge me! I realized I've spent almost $40 there.. when looking at my bank statement. $1+ a day adds up. But they are so fresh a delicious. Wow I should be posting on thisiswhyimfat.com. Now I feel like I have admitted i am a tub of lard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1751771508380623032?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1751771508380623032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1751771508380623032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1751771508380623032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1751771508380623032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/11/cravings.html' title='Cravings...'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1965509939549635067</id><published>2010-10-26T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T12:13:55.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recently</title><content type='html'>It's cold and all the leaves are falling. I can't decide if I am happy about it. This morning, I was not. I don't like when the cold makes me want to stay in bed. Chris and I had a nice weekend. I helped him make a bazillion flash cards for a class, he has to memorize a lot of medical terms. I am getting more excited for him to finish or at least to be able to see the end of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt;-Idaho. But I don't want to get to ahead of myself because who knows what could go wrong. STILL haven't seen his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pell&lt;/span&gt; grant. I find it hard to refrain from marching up to the school and setting it on fire.... I mean yelling at those people. How can they run a school like this?? They are going on and on about preparing for devotional. How about preparing for their students!! They are adding more and more students every &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;semester&lt;/span&gt; like they can handle it. They &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;barley&lt;/span&gt; have enough classes for them. oh well... I'll stop before I say something I regret. But just as a disclaimer, If the school does catch fire, it's not my fault, I was at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than frustrations, we are doing pretty good, no complaints, just working away. Chris is studying very hard. I won't get to see him all day today, except on his way out the door. And only 20 days till I get to see the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brinkerhoffs&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start cleaning/organizing now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1965509939549635067?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1965509939549635067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1965509939549635067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1965509939549635067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1965509939549635067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/10/recently.html' title='Recently'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-6455426428508227437</id><published>2010-09-27T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T11:27:36.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting To 1000</title><content type='html'>I've been sick for a week with a cold/sinus infection of some sort. I am a big baby when I'm sick. I only left early from work one day. Mostly, I have no voice so forget "blowaways." I just try to work fast enough to give them their sandwich before they pay so I didn't have to try to yell it out. I'm that fast. I'm almost better though. Things are changing a lot at work. Some of these "changings" I'm not to big a fan of. But work is work and I only have to do it for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of "Life" we played a round of 99 lives on the "Game of Life" last night. The newer one with the twists and turns. Chris quit with 30 years to go. I didn't blame him. The game maxed out at $99,999,999 so he wasn't making anymore $$ and I had 200k life points more than him. I think if we could have tallied up all the points right then, it would have been close and I could have won. But he insists he won. I had 9 kids. We listened to pandora while we played. This never happens because we don't agree with music tastes. We listened to a little of mine and then the rest of his. It was a pretty fun night considering I was sick. I laughed in a weird way so much it hurt and Chris had to leave the room because his laughing was making my laughing worse, increasing the hurting. Then we fried up some tortillas and sprinkled cinnomon and sugar and topped them with cool wipp. It was the only sweet thing I could think of. It held us over for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he is at school while I spend my almost day off at home. I'll go in at 6-7ish pm to make up for the day I left early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guster's album comes out on Oct. 5th. and I want to see them play sooooo bad. They go to WA, then CA. No ID. But they do make a stop in Omaha, NE Oct. 12. So tempting. That's only 10ish hours away??? ok, probably more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-6455426428508227437?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6455426428508227437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=6455426428508227437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6455426428508227437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6455426428508227437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/09/counting-to-1000.html' title='Counting To 1000'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-5982156209533412769</id><published>2010-09-15T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T18:04:40.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneezing Freenzy</title><content type='html'>The other night I got a loaf of bread from work and made B.L.T.'s. I found out that miracle whip is gross. Well, its not for me. I am kind of a fan of Helman's if given the choice, and not just because that's what JJ's uses. The B.L.T.'s were fantastic. Thick slices of tomato and some lettuce. I haven't had them in a very long time. It was really good. Chris thought so too. He talked in his sleep (he may have been awake) all night telling me about how bad he wanted another B.L.T. At 2:30 I woke up as he sweetly snuggled up to me and told me how he wished I was a B.L.T. and I would taste so delicious. This continued at 4 am and finally right before I got up at 5 am. HOLY cow!! I think that is something he wants me to make again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week and last week, I've worked 3 days at 6 am. I go in and open. I've learned a lot while Ruffin's been learning with a corporate guy how to be a great Area Manager. I am torn as to whether or not I will miss working days when I go back to my usual night schedule. I have more to do, and I still have a lot to catch up on (at least it seems like it). But 7 new hires in 2 weeks is a bit much but most of them have been amazing. Today I really like my job. Partially because I got out at 3pm and not 5pm like yesterday. It is hard work but at least I am making the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris just walked out mysteriously with his suit on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent Tyler and Jimmy money. I am not a great aunt. They sent me a package and I wanted to send them a package but couldn't justify $10 in dollar store candy and stupid toys they would only enjoy for minutes plus $4+ in shipping. And trying to find/make a box that would hold it all without increasing shipping costs. So I thought I would send them $10 in what I would have spent and let them create their own adventure. They chose to go to Mr. Ghatties with coupons and use the funmun on tokens. I'd say that is an excelent choice. They coupons will get them food too. I am a little jelous I don't get to go. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea because of my jelousy level. I miss toting around Tyler like my personal side kick. I can't remember not taking him everywhere with me. Oh but in order to get to spend the money I get a phone call, blog post, or another package with pictures about their adventure. Props to me. But I just don't want them to think I'm just paying them off. If I was with them I would take them there myself. And they get to do things their parent's wont pay for. I think they know its a special treat from their Aunt Anna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-5982156209533412769?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5982156209533412769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=5982156209533412769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5982156209533412769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5982156209533412769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/09/sneezing-freenzy.html' title='Sneezing Freenzy'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-2590150259675390379</id><published>2010-09-01T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:02:19.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm The Color Green</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up in a complete panic because there was a HUGE blood stain on the sheets. Well, it was probably 2 inches across. I was so mad. My sheets were ruined!!! My nice, comfortable, amazing to cuddle with sheets were ruined and stained. I could have been missing my arm, I still would have spent the next 3 hours trying to get the stain out. And its out!! Thanks to Hydrogen Peroxide, then Head-and-Shoulders, and finally a Tide pen. and the color is still in-tacked. I am so relieved! I'm ready for kids... bring it on!! AGH!!! I am so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, while I waited for the rest of the sheets to wash, because I figured I'd get that done and make the bed, I found a new good band. Well, ok they are ok. It's a different style but still good. But it has Nate Ruess from the Format, who broke up last year. I have listened to their cd since I was 16. They opened for Dashboard Confessional. I was so astounded by their music. And their lyrics. The night of the concert, I denounced any love for DC and focused on the Format (and of course Guster). I even got to talked to Nate Ruess in the hall of the Astrodome. He was walking around barefoot and asked us where something was. I told him in my least crazed fan tone/voice that I loved to watch them play, it was the first time, and I am now a huge fan. And then told him what he had wanted to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Nate Ruess,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a huge fan. My favorite song of yours will still be "I'm Ready I am" and "One shot, two shot" and, and, and....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-2590150259675390379?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2590150259675390379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=2590150259675390379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2590150259675390379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2590150259675390379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-color-green.html' title='I&apos;m The Color Green'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-113168217793684512</id><published>2010-08-18T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T11:53:43.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying M</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TGwhTXFiUeI/AAAAAAAAAxE/m4DSsPZgMCw/s1600/IMG_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506813060865741282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TGwhTXFiUeI/AAAAAAAAAxE/m4DSsPZgMCw/s320/IMG_0701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our Mr. 3K is gone, but he will forever be in our hearts and our money in our pockets. After much debating, we decided to go with a more sensible car. One with 4 doors, can fit a car seat (in the future), and doesn't require as much work. Actually, no work at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TGwhSx8XRhI/AAAAAAAAAw8/e3zintPl6_k/s1600/IMG_0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506813050895156754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TGwhSx8XRhI/AAAAAAAAAw8/e3zintPl6_k/s320/IMG_0705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and I (but mostly Chris) spent 3 days washing, claying, buffing, waxing and everything else you can do to make a car shine. Chris painted his first car and saw how fast the paint faded because he didn't properly wax it. He read a lot and finally decided on the best methods to preserve the paint. It looks better than when we drove it off the lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TGwhSjuTNUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/q7IoZerVTOs/s1600/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506813047078073666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TGwhSjuTNUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/q7IoZerVTOs/s320/IMG_0703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is trying to hide behind the mirror. After about 50 pictures, these are the only good ones. He doesn't like me taking his picture but we just don't have enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TGwhSBqaZyI/AAAAAAAAAws/X9Py_JmI04Q/s1600/IMG_0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506813037934962466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TGwhSBqaZyI/AAAAAAAAAws/X9Py_JmI04Q/s320/IMG_0717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally us. We are doing ok right now. Just taking each day as it comes. Work is not very thrilling with the students gone, but Chris will be finishing school soon. Only 16 more credits. That is only if the school doesn't put him on academic suspension again... That's another ridiculous story. More proof, the school is still consistently loosing paper work and making mistake after mistake. Hopefully Chris will take his last steps off of the BYU-Idaho Campus in April 2011. And we will never look back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;psh... academic suspension with a 3.8 in Biology! My man has brains.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-113168217793684512?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/113168217793684512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=113168217793684512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/113168217793684512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/113168217793684512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/08/flying-m.html' title='Flying M'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/TGwhTXFiUeI/AAAAAAAAAxE/m4DSsPZgMCw/s72-c/IMG_0701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-6493471317449497659</id><published>2010-08-16T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T11:32:58.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying</title><content type='html'>Last night I changed it up and made spagetti. Normally I hate spagetti. But I cooked the meat and then put the sauce with the meat, added water and cooked the noodles with the meat and the sauce. To you that's probably a "duh" idea but it made it taste better. I will make that again. If only I had brought home some JJ's bread to make garlic bread, it would have been perfect!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-6493471317449497659?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6493471317449497659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=6493471317449497659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6493471317449497659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6493471317449497659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/08/trying.html' title='Trying'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-8684368547168300548</id><published>2010-08-14T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T10:36:18.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning New Friends</title><content type='html'>We need new things to eat. I can no longer stand Mexican food. or Chicken Parmesan. Everything I've been making for 4 years (on the 30th!) I don't like anymore. Please give me suggestions. Pizza is always good but time consuming. All I eat is Jimmy Johns and I don't know what Chris gets by on. But when we can eat lunch together, I want something else. and Eating out every day is not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is so slow right now. It is still the 7 week break and everyone is gone. I work every night and its so slow. I'm just kind of getting tired of going to work to clean. I have been trying to get the floors back to new. I think I figured out the trick. I've tried about 10 different things. The only question is whether the grout is supposed to be black or grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's my life right now. Cleaning. Chris's cousin Josh if moving back from spending the summer in Pennsylvania. He's pretty excited that his friend is back. I'm still searching for a new buddy. I wish Gina and I had a better matching schedule. There is a new girl at church Lauren. She turned out to be my visiting teaching companion. But no one can replace Beth. She moved to Salt Lake, UT. It may sound stalkerish or obsessive, but she was in fact, hands down, the coolest married person with kids. She was a really awesome person and friend. I've never met a more real person with a husband to match. I've noticed that usually one is cool but I'm not really a fan of the other. There is this guy at work. I think him and his wife have potential to be our new Mike and Beth. And I'll bet you $20 that they are going to make this a tv show. I feel like I just moved to Chicago and lost all my friends in LC. And a year later moved back to LC and lost all my friends in Chicago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-8684368547168300548?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/8684368547168300548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=8684368547168300548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8684368547168300548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8684368547168300548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/08/cleaning-new-friends.html' title='Cleaning New Friends'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-2405862231920839378</id><published>2010-07-24T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T10:56:45.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Mom.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY yesterday MOM!! If she wasn't born then I wouldn't be born. And I love my Mom and my life. Christina will always remember her being 43, to me she's 42. But acts 30. My mom is fun and crazy!! She won the spirit award for our ward 4 years in a row!! They had to just scrap it all together because no one could beat us. She stays up late and if you make her herbal tea, she'll let you join in the fun. My mom is a great example to me, I want to be just like her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-2405862231920839378?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2405862231920839378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=2405862231920839378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2405862231920839378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2405862231920839378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-my-mom.html' title='I love my Mom.'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-985160160145548695</id><published>2010-07-20T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T11:56:36.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>camera isnt working..</title><content type='html'>Chris and I went to see Inception last night. I have the biggest head ache even now, a day later. My mind just felt so drained. Like I was in the dream. Then last night we both didn't sleep good and my stomach still hurts. But I think that was the food we ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is finally here in Rexburg. And I will kill the birds outside our window. I figured out though that if I walk outside when they wake me up at 6 am. They fly away for awhile. I usually throw a rock at the tree to make sure they knew. Maybe I will condition them to fly away at 6 so I get at least 2-3 hours of extra sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had this couple over to our house to watch a movie 2 times and they are really fun to hang out with. We have long running jokes and its just smooth talking to them. As opposed to the couple we hung out with last night. We were stuck on one conversation for over 30 min. I wanted out of there. It was ok but we were sitting far away from them. It just seemed too dry. And we both didn't feel good. When I went into work last night, Mike was there. He's in the first coupleship I mentioned. I told him I wish it was them that we were haning out with. But even though I didn't feel good, it was still a good day all together because I got to spend time with Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-985160160145548695?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/985160160145548695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=985160160145548695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/985160160145548695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/985160160145548695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/07/camera-isnt-working.html' title='camera isnt working..'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-2127746891882726914</id><published>2010-07-08T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T09:44:14.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating A Post</title><content type='html'>I sold buttons at the fourth of July parade, actually it was the third of July. It went pretty well considering I was in front of Jimmy Johns. I also helped in the store making over 500 samples to pass out at the parade. Everyone that went out made it 20-50 feet from their starting point. We tried to only pass them out to adults and the employees were mobbed!! We have a better strategy for next year. Every Saturday I have something I have to wake up early for. I can't wait for this month to be over. These events are fun and I know it's helping sales, but it's exauhsting! The week before the parade, I woke up at 6 and sat on a golf course passing out samples for a tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally been able to drive Corni a little. When we got back from Texas my allergies calmed down and the rain stopped. I'm already getting nervous that summer is ending too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The international dance festval is on a monday so I think I will sell buttons there. Last year it was $40 bucks and I made about $80. I haven't looked to see if they raised the price on that booth. My new 1" stand worked so well I want to make one similar for the 2 1/4" buttons. I hate having the board that flys in the wind! And the stand looks to professional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind has obviously been on buttons. But did I mention that I beat all the extra levels on mario kart wii?? Yeah I'm basically the master. But mostily it's this AWESOME dolphin bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris is doing well too. His car is fixed and we spent last weekend at his parents house. I got to help at the drive-in and even drive a swather!! That's the machine that cuts hay into rows. ( I didn't know that). Chris drove for a few hours but I had to work the next day so he didn't get to help much more. He'll go up and help bail it. Chris is a huge help to his family. I'm proud of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-2127746891882726914?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2127746891882726914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=2127746891882726914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2127746891882726914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2127746891882726914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/07/creating-post.html' title='Creating A Post'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-3076223940602438540</id><published>2010-06-27T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:57:58.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If there are no more words, I know its "the end"</title><content type='html'>Since getting home from Texas, which was AWESOME by the way, we have finally beat Mario Galaxy, and Mario Brothers Wii. I know its quite the accomplishment! I got back to work and the guerrilla marketers from Corporate were here! Matt and Vanessa. They were super nice. I went sampling with them once and we've been busier all week. It is nice. Labor was down all week except last night, but I was working at a different store. I really wanted it to stay low :( I wish everyone cared about it as much as I did. I like my job because it is challenging. We set goals like for labor and food cost and I love doing inventory. I wish I was good enough to eye ball each item, but I'm not so yes I weigh the can of PAM. I want it to be exact. I like the figuring out the numbers to everything. But most of all, I like it when we meet the goals or even exceed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like being home but I miss my brothers already. James had to leave early and I defiantly didn't have enough time with him. But I never laughed so hard then when I put my hair through my shirt and had arm pit hair. I loved sitting next to Jimmy in church and playing and TALKing to him!! He is so old and super cute! It is so cool to hear him and see him comprehend things instead of replying to everything "ay" for "yes." And Chris was really good with the boys. Although Jane's crying got to him, it got to me too. She was defiantly off her schedual. But when she let me hold her I felt like a cool aunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is finally good enough to ride Corni! And just as I got back, my allergies because controlable, I actually have only taken one zerteck since getting back into Rexburg. And I appoligize for not blogging more. I really do work a ton! I felt really bad this week because it was almost non stop and Chris felt neglected enough to finish Mario Galaxy. Haha, just kidding. But he is amazing and I love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end for tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3076223940602438540?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3076223940602438540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3076223940602438540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3076223940602438540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3076223940602438540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/06/if-there-are-no-more-words-i-know-its.html' title='If there are no more words, I know its &quot;the end&quot;'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-7776684658733326374</id><published>2010-05-24T09:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T09:28:05.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Weekend!</title><content type='html'>I've never had bad allergies but the last month has been horrible. I've never sneezed so much in my life. But I think it is just when I'm inside. My right eye waters up and half my face itches so bad. I've burned out zertek and now i'm on to Benedrill. I'm going to try alternating because Chris said that would help. I thought going outside was making it worse because it started when I tried to go running in the nature park. That stupid nature park....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than constantly crying out of one eye. Chris' Birthday is TOMORROW! For some reason he doesn't want anyone to know. I love my birthday. In the last 3 years I go out and pamper myself with pedacures and last year I got my hair cut at a fancy place. I still don't know what to do for Chris. I made 45 oreo truffles (pkg of oreos crushed up and mixed with cream cheese, rolled up into balls and dipped in chocolate). His whole family seemed to like them. His mom even took some to her parents house yesterday and they loved them too. It was funny because she admitted she "stole" them. It only took me 2 hours to complete (including clean up). And I got to use my food processor. We've only used it to chop up jalapenos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I also tried a Bambino. Talk about sickning. It tasted like a giant Tontions Pizza Roll. But fried. Half was air and it was only about the size of my palm. I think I'll stick with free Jimmy Johns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it's snowing. Hard. It's starting to stick. But I'm in Bear Lake. Saturday, in Rexburg it snowed, rained, sun, hail, then snowed within a little more than an hour. I've never been mad at the weather till now. I still haven't been able to ride corni since I cleaned him up and got him out for the first time about a month ago! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to ride him! &lt;/span&gt;Now I'll have to clean him again. And today I can't really go outside because Chris took the car to logan and my purse and jacket are in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions about allergies would be nice if you have any. Otherwise I'll stick it out. CANT WAIT FOR TEXAS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-7776684658733326374?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/7776684658733326374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=7776684658733326374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7776684658733326374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7776684658733326374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/05/birthday-weekend.html' title='Birthday Weekend!'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1673994506108456132</id><published>2010-05-19T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:55:27.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Improving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S_QX1u9DAKI/AAAAAAAAAwk/pipxw0O-7Zk/s1600/IMG_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473025659066581154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S_QX1u9DAKI/AAAAAAAAAwk/pipxw0O-7Zk/s320/IMG_0517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aren't I getting better with photoshop??? Just in time for my trial to be over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1673994506108456132?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1673994506108456132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1673994506108456132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1673994506108456132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1673994506108456132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/05/improving.html' title='Improving'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S_QX1u9DAKI/AAAAAAAAAwk/pipxw0O-7Zk/s72-c/IMG_0517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1032518894363593682</id><published>2010-05-12T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:26:48.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woofer Cooker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S-uW2na6H3I/AAAAAAAAAwc/t7gh7-dD30U/s1600/Chris+with+the+Fathom+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470632037410545522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S-uW2na6H3I/AAAAAAAAAwc/t7gh7-dD30U/s320/Chris+with+the+Fathom+again.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S-uWhp-n-PI/AAAAAAAAAwU/agBvC7a-Dws/s1600/Chris+with+the+Fathom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470631677319969010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S-uWhp-n-PI/AAAAAAAAAwU/agBvC7a-Dws/s320/Chris+with+the+Fathom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Chris with his new subwoofer. It is his dreamwoofer. He's been talking about it non-stop for 3 months and before that it was only occasionally. I am glad he is finally with his new love. I knew it was only a matter of time till I was replaced. There was a scare when he got his new motorcycle but at least I got a whole 8 months out of the year with him. &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;Work is going good. I am making buttons too. I need to finish an order tomorrow. But mostly, I want to finish cutting out all the buttons I've designed. I spent two days so far cutting them out (only like 4 hours total) and I'm only half done. This means I've made nearly 1000 buttons! Granted some of them aren't my original ideas but I've put together nearly 1000 buttons! Chris is spending time in Bear Lake this week again. I hope he finds time to fix his window because the wire that rolls it down is loose/old and that car gets hot. I never noticed that when only one window is open it really hurts your ears. I don't know why but when you open a second window it goes away. Angela pointed that out on the way to CO 3 years ago? &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;It has been raining and windy and Corni is in desperate need of a bath again. I'll polish him up and take his birthday pictures early. He will be 5 years old this year!! Crazy how fast they grow up. I remember it was just yesterday driving Tyler around and around and around the Galexy parking lot. I probably put more miles doing that than doing any other thing. &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;So that's whats going on. mostly I just wanted a lot of text because the real reason I posted was to ask you if you can tell I photoshoped that subwoofer in that picture!! It's not really sitting in the living room. That really is a dreamwoofer....&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/34812428-1032518894363593682?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1032518894363593682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1032518894363593682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1032518894363593682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1032518894363593682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/05/woofer-cooker.html' title='Woofer Cooker'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S-uW2na6H3I/AAAAAAAAAwc/t7gh7-dD30U/s72-c/Chris+with+the+Fathom+again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-6688850035587711686</id><published>2010-05-04T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:48:13.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S-CHQPiJaCI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Jj4lE3GamZM/s1600/MMs-Pretzel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467518660745193506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S-CHQPiJaCI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Jj4lE3GamZM/s320/MMs-Pretzel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THESE ARE SO AMAZING!!!! Pretzel M&amp;amp;M's are my new fav!! You have to try them. I have eaten 3 small bags. That sounds like a lot but they are healthier because they arent totally chocolate or have a peanut.. its a pretzel and chocolate and that famous candy shell. Sweet and salty and crunchy! I thought they were the crunch m&amp;amp;m's at first but they weren't, they were something much more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-6688850035587711686?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6688850035587711686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=6688850035587711686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6688850035587711686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6688850035587711686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/05/heaven.html' title='Heaven'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S-CHQPiJaCI/AAAAAAAAAwM/Jj4lE3GamZM/s72-c/MMs-Pretzel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-5287930276082191623</id><published>2010-04-29T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:39:27.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break Dance</title><content type='html'>Today I went to Jack in the Box for something small because I had not eaten all day and have work in 30 min and was coming home from Jennie's house... I couldn't wait till work I was hungry then! Don't judge me. I thought Jack in the Box was ok, I thought they were better than the other places in town because they've never messed up my order. There was no one in the lobby, no one behind me in the drive thru and they gave me regular fries instead of the curly fries I paid extra for. I can now say every fast food place in rexburg (except Arctic circle because I've never been there) has messed up my order. I know people are human, and the straight fries were really good so I didn't complain but it's the simple fact that every single fast food place, even Dairy Queen has messed up my order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy's- ALWAYS, it's like they trained some people to add lettuce and tomatoes and some to forget them. They NEVER look to see if you've asked them to exclude the pickles and onions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's- don't even bother asking them to take things off, they are so set in their conveyor line method every burger is the same. at least they are consistent, unlike Wendy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonic- HA! they couldn't get your order right even if they actually had the stuff to make it with, they are always out of things like tortillas or STRAWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taco Bell- I've only had them forget my sauces. They ask "fire, hot, or mild" and NEVER put them in the bag. I have to ask twice. And once it seemed like they threw my food in the bag without looking, it was all over the bag. They gave me a replacement at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway!!!- Yes even subway got it wrong but it was probably just the girl making my sandwich. I asked for spinach on the thing and she instantly puts lettuce! I politely corrected her and she felt stupid. I don't like lettuce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dairy Queen- Asked for a Chocolate shake and specified that it was to be made with Chocolate ice cream and they used vanilla and chocolate sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never been to Burger King, Quiznos, or really Arby's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying it's kind of frustrating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-5287930276082191623?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5287930276082191623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=5287930276082191623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5287930276082191623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5287930276082191623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/04/break-dance.html' title='Break Dance'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-4464141547707097075</id><published>2010-04-26T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:29:37.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>Crazy week. Work is fun but kind of stressful. It is fun because most of the people that work there are awesome and hilarious. But inventory and sales dying down scare me and make me nervous. I finally got Corni out and changed the oil, adjusted the breaks, filled the tires, put sea foam in the tank, washed him, and polished him. He looks amazing and it's all thanks to Chris! It took almost half a day (before 3pm because that's when I work). We also were able to sweep out the car port which was very needed.Now I'm sporting Corni all over the place. Chris spiffed up his bike too. He taught me how to wax Corni and everything else to help maintain stuff like my seat. Corni has a booboo... his seat tore open last summer because of the sun so Chris put this stuff on it so it wouldn't dry out. The breaks on Chris's bike are out on the front but he's picking up the part today to fix it. He's so handy manny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday there was kind of a scary moment with someone in his family which resulted in a 3 day stay in the ICU but everything is cleared up and they are home resting. I would have blogged sooner (when my mom emailed me a couple days ago telling me to) but it was hard to reach a computer. I stayed up till 4 am waiting for Chris to get back home when we first found out and it took all weekend to get back on a decent sleep schedule. Sleeping in different places takes its toll especially when I was stressed about work. Luckily these awesome people I mentioned above that I work with, worked for me so I could be there for Chris. I'm so grateful for prayer because at least I felt comforted that things would be ok. Its so scary that things happen so fast and you don't know what will happen. I don't handle these kinds of things well, I just want to know what's going to happen without having to wait. Good, or bad, I hate waiting. That's why I just ask people what happens at the end of movies. I'll still watch it but I just want to know! Except "Lost" everyone says its awesome but I can NOT start from the beginning. That show just looks so drawn out. I'd rather hang out in the ICU for 4 days than have to watch that series!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-4464141547707097075?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/4464141547707097075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=4464141547707097075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4464141547707097075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4464141547707097075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/04/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-3877769720245097469</id><published>2010-04-14T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T08:42:26.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Like She's Famous</title><content type='html'>I was adoring the new picture of Jane this morning and said she is too cute, Brandt must have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;photo shopped&lt;/span&gt; this picture. Chris wanted to compare the last one that was blogged which was the background on my computer. But before we could compare, I had already replaced it with the most recent picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3877769720245097469?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3877769720245097469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3877769720245097469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3877769720245097469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3877769720245097469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-like-shes-famous.html' title='It&apos;s Like She&apos;s Famous'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-7100398327878936481</id><published>2010-03-17T11:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T12:47:52.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bow-Wow (Thank You!)</title><content type='html'>I got a cute card from my nephew Tyler today. He is sweet. The card is now on my fridge with a picture button of him because I have ink again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Janes 11th month birthday!! Only one more month till a WHOLE year! Looking forward to the 11th month post CEB...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-7100398327878936481?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/7100398327878936481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=7100398327878936481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7100398327878936481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7100398327878936481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/03/bow-wow-thank-you.html' title='Bow-Wow (Thank You!)'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-6954404358870707721</id><published>2010-03-17T11:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:17:51.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a Cranky Day</title><content type='html'>I don't think its ever snowed this much so late! Its been non stop for days. It's getting on my nerves. Every morning there's at least 3+ inches on the ground and it starts snowing again around 4pm. I REALLY WANT TO TAKE MY SCOOTER OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-6954404358870707721?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6954404358870707721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=6954404358870707721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6954404358870707721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6954404358870707721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-is-cranky-day.html' title='Today is a Cranky Day'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-8812189652743328290</id><published>2010-03-17T11:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T10:44:02.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phantom Teeth</title><content type='html'>Tuesday I got my wisdom teeth out. I felt fine for 3 hours till the numbness wore away. Chris and I went to Pocatello right after getting them pulled because I felt fine. But when I started to feel a little pain I wimped out and we headed home. That was probably the LONGEST drive home. Chris even had to pull over and take a short nap. It was my fault though because I wanted to be awesome and have a cool story like everyone else. In Pocatello after they were out I was STARVING because SOMEONE wouldn't let me eat before. We went to Wendy's so he could have something real and I had a frosty. The frosty was too cold so I tried the fries I ordered... bad idea. It made it hurt worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent 30 min in the dentists office. He took three pictures which hurt more than the actual tooth pull. He jabbed those things in there hard! Well and then there was a moment where I wanted to jump out of the chair when he was numbing my mouth it felt like he was slicing my gums open. But the teeth came right out. They were HUGE! I'm glad to have them out because it is soooo hard to floss all the way back there and I can actually open my mouth. But I had no bottom wisdom teeth!! All this time I thought it was the bottom ones coming in and giving me headachs. He said my sinuses looked bad in the x-rays. They are supposed to be black but mine are white?? I don't know I'm just glad to have those sharp buggers out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-8812189652743328290?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/8812189652743328290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=8812189652743328290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8812189652743328290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8812189652743328290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/03/phantom-teeth.html' title='Phantom Teeth'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1742080173159813573</id><published>2010-03-17T11:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T12:31:53.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna's Flair Board</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFmkQKyVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ygT_CEUTy9k/s1600-h/IMG_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451543140312467794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFmkQKyVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ygT_CEUTy9k/s320/IMG_0470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFaoTV-ZI/AAAAAAAAAv8/VQOWgxhs9Do/s1600-h/IMG_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451542935241095570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFaoTV-ZI/AAAAAAAAAv8/VQOWgxhs9Do/s320/IMG_0469.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFaLOwChI/AAAAAAAAAv0/SJ3eSF8xoho/s1600-h/IMG_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451542927437203986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFaLOwChI/AAAAAAAAAv0/SJ3eSF8xoho/s320/IMG_0483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFZoCrH4I/AAAAAAAAAvs/RuQqh3THQ4I/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451542917991309186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFZoCrH4I/AAAAAAAAAvs/RuQqh3THQ4I/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFYxKfBWI/AAAAAAAAAvk/4ibb97wdH-o/s1600-h/IMG_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451542903260120418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFYxKfBWI/AAAAAAAAAvk/4ibb97wdH-o/s320/IMG_0488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFYVxwq1I/AAAAAAAAAvc/O8cCX31PiXo/s1600-h/IMG_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451542895908662098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFYVxwq1I/AAAAAAAAAvc/O8cCX31PiXo/s320/IMG_0491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1742080173159813573?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1742080173159813573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1742080173159813573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1742080173159813573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1742080173159813573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/03/annas-flair-board.html' title='Anna&apos;s Flair Board'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S6fFmkQKyVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/ygT_CEUTy9k/s72-c/IMG_0470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-6424665940675254260</id><published>2010-03-17T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:13:39.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Joshua Day</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSHY!!!! I can't believe you're getting so old!! I hope you have a great birthday. Today you get to sit in the front seat all day! And no chores and you get to pick where you go out to eat. Wait... you already get to do all that every day! We love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-6424665940675254260?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6424665940675254260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=6424665940675254260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6424665940675254260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6424665940675254260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-joshua-day.html' title='Happy St. Joshua Day'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-5623470590654713933</id><published>2010-03-15T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T11:47:41.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are You Blogging About?</title><content type='html'>Every time I go to blog I see this big empty screen and its very intimidating. All of the sudden I think my experiences aren't worth sharing. They aren't very interesting and they are all about work and little things about how I found shampoo for 1.99 when it's normally 4.99 because it's on sale and there's a coupon (that was this morning and I'm going back to stock up!). But since I'm blogging today I posted pictures first. First today I am thinking about my nephews who I miss SOOOOO Much!! I can't believe how big they are getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55Sm8_EuaI/AAAAAAAAAvU/fXMVVVs0TOc/s1600-h/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448883428324063650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55Sm8_EuaI/AAAAAAAAAvU/fXMVVVs0TOc/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jimmy talks now which is still a little strange. But still doesn't yet have a mind all his own. I can defiantly see influences of Tyler in all the things he likes. But that is understandable. Just asking him what he wants for his birthday was hard! That is one content child. Angela and I decided on Sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55SmBjuUHI/AAAAAAAAAvM/jW3eraQhs1U/s1600-h/5-7-7+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448883412371656818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55SmBjuUHI/AAAAAAAAAvM/jW3eraQhs1U/s320/5-7-7+045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler on the other hand defiantly has a mind of his own and is so independent and not afraid of anything. Yesterday I got a message about how his best friend is Cameron. I don't know if his mom knew he was calling... I love to see him grow up. I can't believe he's 6!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55SlrTtkrI/AAAAAAAAAvE/2XeDh4wd4fg/s1600-h/IMG_0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448883406398919346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55SlrTtkrI/AAAAAAAAAvE/2XeDh4wd4fg/s320/IMG_0376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I'm kind of depressed that my friend Beth is moving. She's the one on the right. On the left is Mary, who is quite hilarious. But I thought I would have till May at the latest till Beth moved but they found a temporary apartment so Mike doesn't have to drive back and forth to Salt Lake on the weekends. Mike is her husband and he's finally starting his career type job (he used to do landscaping) as an accountant in Salt Lake. Man it feels like shes dying....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Beth was a great friend, full of life..." She was my first friend in the ward and I had been there for over a year! When I met Beth I finally had someone to talk to and sit by! And then I met Mary through Beth and then I started talking to Gina and it was really cool that one day we all sat together. It was like our own possy. And now Beth is leaving, it really bites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55SlAfSYbI/AAAAAAAAAu8/SSMOZGrAxxo/s1600-h/0214001010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448883394904744370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55SlAfSYbI/AAAAAAAAAu8/SSMOZGrAxxo/s320/0214001010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But then there's Valentines day!!! Chris surprised me with lots of gifts, flowers and candy. Even rose petal trail! Notice it goes into two rooms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55SkiiNC_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/HBH6q_YWZi0/s1600-h/0214000008c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448883386863913970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55SkiiNC_I/AAAAAAAAAu0/HBH6q_YWZi0/s320/0214000008c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First he showed up IN the airport by the baggage claim. I was looking for him but sure that he was in the car but then just like in a movie I saw him from across the baggage terminal and ran to him. We hugged for a long time and I even cried because I was exhausted from traveling all day and hate planes (at least now I do, Frontier stinks!). I was SOOO Happy to be home! Then we got to our beautiful car and this gem was in the trunk. Then when he opened my door he gave me a box of chocolates hand selected from Florence's Candy in Rexburg we think that's fancy because I'm sure they were over priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448881992578651778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55RTYasVoI/AAAAAAAAAus/DK1jy1j8mhw/s320/0214000008a.jpg" /&gt;Then in the living room was this HUGE banner!! But was I thought was great was the blankets over the speakers because since the sign is spray painted he wanted to protect his baby's in case the banner fell. I think I like the banner the most out of everything because I've NEVER had a banner! We'll I've never had a valentines day like this so I love it all! And all over the walls were individual hearts cut out, by Chris, and had reasons why he loves me. My favorite was "...because the things you most desire are mostly and sometimes limited to Stuffed Jalapenos." because if I really could have anything in the world at almost anytime it is usually stuffed Jalapenos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448881958977485074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55RRbPjORI/AAAAAAAAAuM/AkY-Pi6ZGa0/s320/0214000006b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I noticed another path....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448881985615832434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55RS-eoJXI/AAAAAAAAAuk/QbV3K7rvFFU/s320/0214000007a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448881970754992562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55RSHHhubI/AAAAAAAAAuU/KmKdAyAImKQ/s320/0214000007b.jpg" /&gt;Candles in the shape of a heart with an arrow!! And they were lit! He's smooth... thanks Gina! He told me he was texting his brother but really it was our neighbor helping him. On the right corner of the dresser was a bouquet of chocolate covered strawberries.. mmm... and in front of that monstrous bundle of roses was the sweetest card. I really love Chris! He must have been planning all of this since I left (I was gone for three weeks btw). Then I turned around and there was more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448881977563730002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55RSge20FI/AAAAAAAAAuc/hj7n8rxcSZ8/s320/0214000006d.jpg" /&gt;A stuffed animal and another gift! It was Lucky You perfume!! One of my two favorites of all time talk about... well... Luck! He said he asked 30 people at the store, with the help of Gina yet again! Those are our new sheets too! I picked them out before I left for IL but because the sale didn't start till the next week and we had to order some of the pieces, we had to preorder and I never got to see them till that Valentines Day. I LOVE these sheets! I had been wanting new sheets for 2 years, honestly, and I got to pick them out!! We'll we debated in the store for hours and made multiple trips to Idaho Falls. Even a down (alternative) mattress cover. I want to sleep all day......&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/34812428-5623470590654713933?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5623470590654713933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=5623470590654713933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5623470590654713933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5623470590654713933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-are-you-blogging-about.html' title='What Are You Blogging About?'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S55Sm8_EuaI/AAAAAAAAAvU/fXMVVVs0TOc/s72-c/IMG_0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-6672971417228615362</id><published>2010-02-28T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T08:15:37.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll See</title><content type='html'>I am currently attempting to make brisket?? We'll see how it goes. 4 hours in the crock pot should be good right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Results: it turned out ok after 16 hours!!! I cooked it on low for 5 and it was still tough so I called my mom and dad and they said I should have had it on high. So I cooked it on low till 8 am this morning. I thought it was still pretty tough but I tried to cut it and it all fell apart. I guess we'll have a good lunch!! Next time I'll go with the pioneer woman's method in the oven. I bought a second one incase the first didn't turn out. ***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-6672971417228615362?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6672971417228615362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=6672971417228615362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6672971417228615362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6672971417228615362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-see.html' title='We&apos;ll See'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-3808432270206096209</id><published>2010-02-23T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T08:09:34.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Props</title><content type='html'>I started the day earlier than normal and got my oil changed. I normally don't have any reason to publicly praise a company but holy COW!!! Grease Monkey next to porter park changed my oil filled everything else and cleaned my car in less than 15 min. They did such a great job. all the trash was on the seats but it motivated me to throw it away and even wipe down my car with armoral wipes. My car looks decent again. Thank you Grease Monkey by Porter Park because last time you handed me a trash bag and sent me on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Chris was very impressed with my car and I think all the "monsters" are gone***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3808432270206096209?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3808432270206096209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3808432270206096209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3808432270206096209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3808432270206096209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/02/major-props.html' title='Major Props'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-7505796451796877191</id><published>2010-02-22T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:51:28.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Dark Knight Is Bigger Than The Both Of Us"</title><content type='html'>Part of starting my new job, I had to go to Champagne, IL. Luckily, every weekend I was able to drive 2+ hours to see Christina!!! It was worth the drive! I had so much fun playing with Jane and talking with Christina and &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;Brandt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K2bPWeWqI/AAAAAAAAAuE/yZ7UoYE2ses/s1600-h/IMG_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441111878910499490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K2bPWeWqI/AAAAAAAAAuE/yZ7UoYE2ses/s320/IMG_0445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are out of order but on the last weekend we went into the big city! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Joshie&lt;/span&gt; bought us a dessert and we split the most amazing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;smore&lt;/span&gt; ever! We even scored these nifty hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K2aTDKRcI/AAAAAAAAAt8/veaFIqiH11s/s1600-h/IMG_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441111862723364290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K2aTDKRcI/AAAAAAAAAt8/veaFIqiH11s/s320/IMG_0443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christina liked it the most I think. I burned my tongue on the hot chocolate. We had gone to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gihredeli&lt;/span&gt; across the street before but they were way packed so we just got a free sample and left. I think I like Hershey's more anyway. I tried to find a giant Symphony bar for Chris but to no avail. It was pretty funny to watch Christina's conversation with the employee though. He thought she kept asking if they had any giant candy bars. He thought she was joking. We were looking for one but not the regular one they have. Chris really would have eaten a 5 lb Symphony bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K2ZzsJLlI/AAAAAAAAAt0/IA5b0mhXMkU/s1600-h/IMG_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441111854305324626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K2ZzsJLlI/AAAAAAAAAt0/IA5b0mhXMkU/s320/IMG_0435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K2ZTAbs1I/AAAAAAAAAts/zmZSWU7lT0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441111845532054354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K2ZTAbs1I/AAAAAAAAAts/zmZSWU7lT0Y/s320/IMG_0388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know Chris is a HUGE &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TDK&lt;/span&gt; (The Dark Knight) fan. above is a picture of a statue Josh made for Chris. Chris wishes he had a ton of small ones made with sharp edges to throw at people but I keep reminding him that he's not Batman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for Chris I tried to find as many places from The Dark Night that were filmed in Chicago. They should make this a real life game. Like a scavenger hunt. I'm sure its already been done though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K2Y8bo9jI/AAAAAAAAAtk/iqo6_g2imck/s1600-h/IMG_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441111839472154162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K2Y8bo9jI/AAAAAAAAAtk/iqo6_g2imck/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where they launched the ferry's off at the end of the movie when the Joker made the people choose who would live and who would die. I wish it wasn't as dark by then so we could really see it. This is at Navy Pier where the world's BEST popcorn is made!! But it turns your fingers orange so look out. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MMMMM&lt;/span&gt; I want some right now!! I'm going to mix up some cheese powder and butter right NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K15uBm9fI/AAAAAAAAAtc/wLaw9bxeWm0/s1600-h/IMG_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441111303028930034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K15uBm9fI/AAAAAAAAAtc/wLaw9bxeWm0/s320/IMG_0448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the building where the Joker looked out over the river watching and waiting for the "fireworks" from when the people on the boats would blow themselves up. Luckily, there were some decent people who refused to give in. I couldn't believe how tall the building was. I never did get a good shot. I really wanted to get a picture of the post office where the very first scene of the movie was shot. It was really a post office by the way... I think I saw the building behind the building they jumped out of to zip line to the "bank."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know... "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;whoA&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K14_juOsI/AAAAAAAAAtU/hA_OkIrN8yg/s1600-h/IMG_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441111290555546306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K14_juOsI/AAAAAAAAAtU/hA_OkIrN8yg/s320/IMG_0440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is not a scene from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TDK&lt;/span&gt;. It should have been though because it's so cool. It's a burger place called Epic Burger and Brandt designed it!! Even the shirts the servers are wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K14Z0DnaI/AAAAAAAAAtM/sE33hgi0dbA/s1600-h/IMG_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441111280423509410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K14Z0DnaI/AAAAAAAAAtM/sE33hgi0dbA/s320/IMG_0415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the theater where Rachel &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Daws&lt;/span&gt; and Harvey Dent went to watch the Ballet but Bruce Wayne had taken all the dancers on a little excursion on his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yacht&lt;/span&gt;. Rachel and Harvey didn't know that till they walked up to these very doors and saw a news clipping notifying them that the show was cancelled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K137v6V-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/gdARxebvHJY/s1600-h/IMG_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441111272353060834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K137v6V-I/AAAAAAAAAtE/gdARxebvHJY/s320/IMG_0419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally the last picture of Christina, Josh and me at the giant Bean where we were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;harassed&lt;/span&gt; to take a group hug around the Bean. We said no to both people who asked us, both of which looked like hippie free loving people. My love is not free therefore I do not give out hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K13OTG_YI/AAAAAAAAAs8/_t4UN0bOgec/s1600-h/IMG_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441111260152659330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K13OTG_YI/AAAAAAAAAs8/_t4UN0bOgec/s320/IMG_0425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really great time visiting my sister but work was hard. I had no idea work would be harder when I got home. We have been unexpectedly busier then anyone thought. I hope things calm down just a little bit or employees learn faster. I'm sure it will all work out and everyone will get the hang of things. But mostly, I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooooOOOoooOOoOOo&lt;/span&gt; glad to be HOME with Chris!! I was welcomed home by Chris and showered with gifts including a giant banner. He was so sweet. I'll blog about that next time.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-7505796451796877191?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/7505796451796877191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=7505796451796877191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7505796451796877191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7505796451796877191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/02/dark-knight-is-bigger-than-both-of-us.html' title='&quot;The Dark Knight Is Bigger Than The Both Of Us&quot;'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/S4K2bPWeWqI/AAAAAAAAAuE/yZ7UoYE2ses/s72-c/IMG_0445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-8469047902219053194</id><published>2010-02-01T15:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T15:48:10.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Spring</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 5... I mean I got up at 5 a.m. this morning. I actually woke up at 3 a.m.!! This weekend I went to visit Christina and Brandt and Jane in Chicago. That was the best night's sleep I've had in a week. I don't know if it was the security of being at my sisters? I just slept right through the night!! Then I woke up to the sound of Jane talking to herself. That was cute! I got to play with her all day and at church. She's so happy all the time. I enjoyed breakfast with Christina and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brandt&lt;/span&gt;. Christina made these amazing pancakes that tasted like cookies! And Christina and I played Scrabble. It was a close tie. We never finished the game but I love playing word games. Then after church they got ready to go over to a friends house and I dropped them off. Then it was time drive back to work. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got up at 5 a.m. and went to work. It was a very similar feeling to getting up for seminary. I got lost getting there but I made it on time. I squeezed some tuna, washed a few dishes and before I knew it, it was time for lunch. I took my weekly test and didn't do as hot as I'd like. I changed a lot of answers that turned out being right in the first place. I HATE doing that. Now I am at my hotel with nothing to do. Maybe I'll watch a movie and relax. This is the time of day that I wish SO much I was either closer to Christina's so I could visit them more, or that I was HOME and could play with Chris. My goal tonight is not to get too sad that I'm not home. Being in my room alone is really hard. But this week is going to be a lot better than last week. Hopefully go by faster. Only 6 days left to see Christina's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; again and 2 weeks left to see Chris!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-8469047902219053194?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/8469047902219053194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=8469047902219053194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8469047902219053194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8469047902219053194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/02/natural-spring.html' title='Natural Spring'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-7273469322744852142</id><published>2010-01-26T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:02:58.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do The Hustle!</title><content type='html'>Today was very non-eventful. I am bored out of my mind. And I keep thinking I'm not doing good. I want the weekend to come so I can see my cute niece and spend time with my sister and bro in-law. I want that to come soon. I don't mean to be a downer but I'm tired of telling people where I'm from and what I went to school for, or even that I'm done with school because then comes the question of how old I am and it's just awkward because I feel like they think I think I am better than them. I had a really awkward conversation and finally I just stopped talking. I came out sounding snobby but that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; my intention. I'm tired, I'm stressed and I want to be with CHRIS!! I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; that I found this job. It is a great opportunity but I wish I was home. I don't think I've ever been this home sick. I'll do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; though. It's worth it to be at a job where you are appreciated and valued for your hard work and hustle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-7273469322744852142?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/7273469322744852142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=7273469322744852142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7273469322744852142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7273469322744852142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/01/do-hustle.html' title='Do The Hustle!'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-3365239430832201455</id><published>2010-01-24T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T00:37:07.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Eyes</title><content type='html'>So It is 1:32 A.M. I am about to take the shuttle to Chicago for training at my new job. The words that describe my feelings now are 1. Tired, the bus is only scheduled 30 min before my plane or 2 hours before my plane. Naturally I am taking the earlier one because LAST TIME the driver stopped at his house to take a shower. 2. I am scared. Although I have everything, except my visor from my car; which is written on my hand and will get on my way out, I think I have everything. 3. Hungry, I, unlike Chris am a strange person, a "morning eater." I am a strong believer in Breakfast. I can't wait to sleep on the shuttle. Goodnight. Jennie, the AMAZING person she is, is letting me use her laptop! So I'll try to do better at Updating. I brought my camera to get tons of pictures of Jane when I see her as well as myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3365239430832201455?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3365239430832201455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3365239430832201455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3365239430832201455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3365239430832201455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/01/red-eyes.html' title='Red Eyes'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-6612050705999738127</id><published>2010-01-17T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T15:47:50.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Along</title><content type='html'>I got a new job!! I am all set to go, just about with this new job but I keep going to check the employment websites.. almost. I catch myself before I do it. I've just been checking almost daily for a year now. A YEAR!!! I can't tell you how relieved I am that I have a decent job! I loved G's Dairy Delights and I will defiantly go back to buy ice cream and cheese (they are the only place with Colby pepper jack). But I am so glad I got this job!! Do you want to know what it is??? I know you do. I've really only told my family and Beth. I work at Jimmy Johns!! As the Assistant manager... its salaried! Not my dream dream job but I am stoked about going to Chicago for 3 weeks to learn all about the company and how to make sandwiches. The best part is going to see Christina on Sundays. The worst part is leaving Chris :( I'm insanely nervous about starting and doing good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream job by the way is between owning my own business and being the voice of a cartoon character. The businesses I want to own are either a scooter rental shop, a pizza dive, or a donut store. Or combine them all together and make drivable donut pizzas!! I just made that up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-6612050705999738127?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6612050705999738127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=6612050705999738127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6612050705999738127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6612050705999738127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2010/01/take-along.html' title='Take Along'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-622377664424129020</id><published>2009-12-24T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T19:42:25.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kunz Entry 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419010367517964210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxN9YRN7I/AAAAAAAAAsE/df1FtDirQfY/s320/1224092007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my "ginger bread" house this year. As you can see its called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kunzland&lt;/span&gt; population 8... plus Santa? But technically he is just a visitor. Starting out at the peppermint stop sign the Trolley  turns on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kunz&lt;/span&gt; Lane. This is a horse drawn trolley but you can't see the horse very well but it is a fine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;magentic&lt;/span&gt; beast that has a golden Fruity Pebble mane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxdCSY_cI/AAAAAAAAAs0/IJ0fyzmvong/s1600-h/1224092009b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419010626533522882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxdCSY_cI/AAAAAAAAAs0/IJ0fyzmvong/s320/1224092009b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Carollers proceed ahead of the trolley singing from their black jelly bean hymn books (yes those came from Brandt's goggles from last year). Notice this city even has a bit of diversity! They are all on their way to visit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; the true Christmas Icon... Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxcrOpayI/AAAAAAAAAss/BtLI0xPIzgo/s1600-h/1224092009a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419010620343806754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxcrOpayI/AAAAAAAAAss/BtLI0xPIzgo/s320/1224092009a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt; bear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; is sitting in a 2009 hand crafted throne and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;accompanied&lt;/span&gt; by ducky the bubble gum snow man. This snow man is worth 1.25 because that's how many tries it took to get his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hinney&lt;/span&gt; out of the machine! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Behind&lt;/span&gt; them are the magical ice cream cone trees of "hope and wonder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxPiyPPQI/AAAAAAAAAsk/wMPxwlZqHuQ/s1600-h/1224092009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419010394738867458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxPiyPPQI/AAAAAAAAAsk/wMPxwlZqHuQ/s320/1224092009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see why they call him Ducky? He is quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt; of Frosty and his cool name but he has learned to live with his nose... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxPBXclTI/AAAAAAAAAsc/MoOSwO_0MJY/s1600-h/1224092008a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419010385768125746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxPBXclTI/AAAAAAAAAsc/MoOSwO_0MJY/s320/1224092008a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxOsPD64I/AAAAAAAAAsU/pGEYneXpQws/s1600-h/1224092008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419010380095810434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxOsPD64I/AAAAAAAAAsU/pGEYneXpQws/s320/1224092008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adorning the streets of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kunzland&lt;/span&gt; are candy cane street lamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxOAJ4e_I/AAAAAAAAAsM/ajen1fXFpbA/s1600-h/1224092007a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419010368262929394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxOAJ4e_I/AAAAAAAAAsM/ajen1fXFpbA/s320/1224092007a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And finally Santa's Reindeer are hanging out on the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-622377664424129020?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/622377664424129020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=622377664424129020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/622377664424129020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/622377664424129020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/12/kunz-entry-2009.html' title='Kunz Entry 2009'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SzQxN9YRN7I/AAAAAAAAAsE/df1FtDirQfY/s72-c/1224092007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-6377173008683440877</id><published>2009-12-21T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T08:50:58.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matching Game</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I  was dreading going to primary because I was in charge of the sharing time lesson. Well, it turns out my class was assigned to do it last week!! There was a typo in the schedule, an extra space which bumped everything down. The people I switch off with had no idea they were supposed to do it last week. Luckily, this week, I had mine ready to go and the primary presidency didn't really have anything and was just going to have them color Christmas pictures. I thought the lesson went well, but I don't think I want to do that again. Some of those kids weird me out. Some were really shy, while some were annoyingly outgoing. I think I will only be able to tolerate Ty and Jimmy... and now Jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-6377173008683440877?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6377173008683440877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=6377173008683440877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6377173008683440877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6377173008683440877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/12/matching-game.html' title='Matching Game'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-840857644155495033</id><published>2009-12-18T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T09:50:08.769-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Christmas Gift</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you have already read other Rexburgian's blogs about the blackout last night. For almost 3 hours Rexburg, Rigby, St. Anthony, Sugar City, Menan, and allegedly part of Idaho falls did not have power!! It was so creepy. The first thing that came to mind was the George's, the people that live next door, and are the owners of our apartment, turned off our power for being too loud. Yesterday was a monumental day for Chris, the new Iron Man 2 trailer came out. We downloaded it and watched it on the TV and cranked it. After the third time, the power went out.&lt;br /&gt;I went outside and the whole street was DARK. I looked behind the house to see if I could see anything else and it was just dark. There wasn't even a glow in the low clouds from the city. Then I thought we were being invaded. We decided to drive to Broulims to see if we could get ice cream. Sure enough there generator was on but they were making everyone check out and leave. Only Broulims, Melaluakuka (hate spelling that), and the hospital had lights. Only one stop light by the hospital worked and there were NO cops directing traffic. It is scary to get to an intersection with 3 people on each of the 4 ways trying to go!!! We drove to Sugar City to see if Jennie had lights since we had nothing to do. We tried calling but I'm our phones didn't seem to work. Then I thought it was the Second Coming... But our phones started working occasionally, I'm sure the system was overwhelmed by everyone calling. After leaving Jennie's we came home and saw our Neighbors had just arrived home too. I wanted to go over there to get the LED flashlight I got Chris for Christmas, it was dead right out of the package but at least he got something early. I'm sure it will come in handy the next time a transformer blows in Rigby. We roasted marshmallows and hot dogs in their fireplace till 10.45 when we walked back across the street and stepped onto our driveway and allllll the lights came back on. Talk about a relief!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-840857644155495033?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/840857644155495033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=840857644155495033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/840857644155495033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/840857644155495033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/12/early-christmas-gift.html' title='Early Christmas Gift'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-5184655867064286409</id><published>2009-12-02T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T08:23:35.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>I am done with my internship at the Rexburg Area Chamber of Commerce. I wish I could stay but it's nice to complete something. While at the Chamber i made some new friends. Bethany and Kate are basically awesome. I loved when Hailey made the "babe" comment. That was probably my favorite day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned, organized and completed the very first "Christmas in the Night Time Sky." There was a lot of confusion but it was really fun to dress up like an elf. My feet were freezing but Chris was great and brought me another pair of shoes. I was pushing to have a band and booked Anodyne Red and Jennie Hibbert to perform and they did AWESOME! They even played a few songs together. Donna said she kept hearing comments about how great Jennie sounded. I really think Jennie should try out for American Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year they are not going to Carol to the Tabernacle but maybe have the talent show at the park. I suggested a lot of other things like a craft corner for kids or "Reindeer Races." I hope we are here for Christmas so we can go and see what changes. I can't believe I said that I hope we are in Rexburg another year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm not sure what to do next. I'm looking into opening up a small store/kiosk/idk at the "Mall on Main" for Buttons. There are just a few details I have to work out. I only worry about Copy Rights but I don't have that many. Just pictures of people like Edward from Twilight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-5184655867064286409?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5184655867064286409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=5184655867064286409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5184655867064286409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5184655867064286409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/12/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-2009445225361131915</id><published>2009-11-17T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T14:46:08.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock My World</title><content type='html'>The guy who owns the building that the Chamber of Commerce is in owns another one that he is dividing up and renting out smaller spaces. It is for more home based businesses that want to expand. ITS ONLY $50 A MONTH!!!!!! If only....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-2009445225361131915?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2009445225361131915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=2009445225361131915' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2009445225361131915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2009445225361131915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/11/rock-my-world.html' title='Rock My World'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-2137064110305455637</id><published>2009-11-05T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:48:04.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crave</title><content type='html'>check out &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.pompomchocolates.blogspot.com"&gt;Pom Pom Chocolates&lt;/a&gt;. She is ironically my sister Christina's old room mate. she started a small business and makes good chocolate. But I mention her because she makes the BEST dried apples. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what she does but they have sort of a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;caramelized&lt;/span&gt; sugar and some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;. They are crunchy but still soft, sweet and then tart. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WOWOWOW&lt;/span&gt;! I just had a taste when Janet from the Chamber bought 5 bags for her neighbors. I think I will do the same. I get my first bag tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-2137064110305455637?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2137064110305455637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=2137064110305455637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2137064110305455637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2137064110305455637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/11/crave.html' title='The Crave'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-264605009207547634</id><published>2009-10-29T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:03:00.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Throw Your Hats In The Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398206747339476418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SupIb49JTcI/AAAAAAAAAr4/L7kqkLpYuKw/s320/IMG_0360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398206738561802370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SupIbYQYoII/AAAAAAAAArw/Fphur3wm948/s320/IMG_0358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SupIa7ZhNpI/AAAAAAAAAro/kOYKQf1uR2g/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398206730815485586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SupIa7ZhNpI/AAAAAAAAAro/kOYKQf1uR2g/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SupIaLMMehI/AAAAAAAAArg/1XifxJUJZe8/s1600-h/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398206717874698770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SupIaLMMehI/AAAAAAAAArg/1XifxJUJZe8/s320/IMG_0349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am especially proud of my spiders. I named each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SupIZ4JifrI/AAAAAAAAArY/It_vtDAko80/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398206712763285170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SupIZ4JifrI/AAAAAAAAArY/It_vtDAko80/s320/IMG_0346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I spent part of it making treats for friends. I plan on dragging Chris to do "Reverse Trick or Treat" to some people. And yes, I stole that reverse idea from the Maces, they did it when I think I was about 16 :)&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/34812428-264605009207547634?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/264605009207547634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=264605009207547634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/264605009207547634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/264605009207547634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/10/throw-your-hats-in-air.html' title='Throw Your Hats In The Air'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SupIb49JTcI/AAAAAAAAAr4/L7kqkLpYuKw/s72-c/IMG_0360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-6563722458930178250</id><published>2009-10-22T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T13:23:16.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2lbs of Hot Tamalies :)</title><content type='html'>So tired.. but last night I slept ALL night! I didn't even wake up at 6 (w/o the alarm). I usually wake up and can tell that it is 6 a.m. but I'm not supposed to get up till 8! Chris says I should just get up at 6 but its so early! I know 6 isn't really that early, its a good reasonable time. 5 is early! Seminary for 4 years waking up at 5 is early. But anyway the point is that I SLEPT ALL NIGHT!!! I was so happy that I slept all night that someone who keeps calling me "kid" all day didn't even bother me that much. And my design got approved in only 3 tries instead of 500 like this person that calls me kid. Just a little triumph. Perhaps this person should listen to my ideas instead of being rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris is dressed all fancy because he has a presentation today about botulism. He looks pretty good. He even busted out the leather jacket! Botulism is scary! He did his presentation to me last night for practice. He is so smart. At the Grad Fair, not to brag, but he asked the schools what he could do to help him stand out and when he told them his GPA they said he would get an interview for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the Sister T recipe for Chocolate Pie and can not wait to make it!! 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I've got my man, and I am keeping busy. Just to update you. I am still doing my internship. I have been assigned to plan the event "Christmas in the Night Time Sky." We are just starting but so far I have found a trolley service for the hour and a half event at the park!! And the glow sticks we buy every year, I found a great price! Now if we could just get the flyer situated. I am trying to be patient but the girl I am working with is using clip art!! You can still see the box around the picture. I'm not very good, but every time I try to make a suggestion, she wiggs out. I'll just go with it I guess. Clip art....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris is in the other room studying hard. I feel so bad for him because he has so much to do. I try to help him study but it's hard for me because I have NO idea what any of it means. I just make acronyms and try to find ways to help even if it to listen while he repeats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My candy machine is finally up!! It is at Dan's Delicious Drive-In. I didn't know that the middle console was just for one inch bubble gum so when you shake the machine candy comes out. Chris' family has had a lot of fun teasing me. We went up this weekend to fix it and I didn't hear the end of it. I hope they are having fun. I even drew pictures of them shaking it and my father in law showed other people! Chris said I should feel special because he never does that. After the first picture, they kept finding paper for me to draw more on. I haven't drawn during church since I was seven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to play Lazar tag again. The league starts in 3 weeks!! We are so ready! Last week out team won 79,000 to 35,000. This week was 82,000 to 45,000!! I'm going to come up with my symbol for my shirt tonight since I don't work. After Lazar tag almost everyone came over and had ice cream. I found out that my visiting teacher is my neighbor because she came over and even brought cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James called me!! At 2 a.m. asking what my World of Warcraft character's name was. Now I really want to play again. But #1: its a monthly fee; however I could just do the 10 trial. #2 I would have to play at 2 a.m. because that's when he gets off of work. I love hearing from him, but I was sooo tired. I don't even remember what else I talked about. I think I went on and on about the new expansion that is coming out. Yes I am a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do have to say that Jane is SOOOOOOO cute! I love the video Christina sent me on my phone. It's now my background and plays over and over. It is Jane rolling over!! I am so jealous that Josh, Mom, and Dad got to play with her! I can't wait till Christmas to see her in Utah. Hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3968577223472364925?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3968577223472364925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3968577223472364925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3968577223472364925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3968577223472364925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/10/sandi.html' title='Sandi'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-4734272927136332041</id><published>2009-09-18T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T11:03:40.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SrPI3AB63ZI/AAAAAAAAArQ/_gcUg_rWcEc/s1600-h/IMG_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382866826864287122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SrPI3AB63ZI/AAAAAAAAArQ/_gcUg_rWcEc/s320/IMG_0320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a glance at our new apartment. It is not as big as the one at main street station but around the corner from the kitchen is a washer and dryer!! And it feels more like a house. Above is our living room which is not attached to the kitchen! There is a hall that connects them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SrPI2mGe6SI/AAAAAAAAArI/FAfthDbTk-M/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382866819904104738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SrPI2mGe6SI/AAAAAAAAArI/FAfthDbTk-M/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are a few pictures from this summer. Josh my mom and dad came to visit. This is all of us (minus me) at Bear World. I never thought I would go there but it was fun. I mostly liked the rides in the car talking and laughing. The last major trip the running joke was calling Josh "trash bag" this time it was the fact that the car had "4x4" and we could basically fly. That car could do anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SrPI17CBNfI/AAAAAAAAArA/airQ4QwxGLg/s1600-h/IMG_0292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382866808342656498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SrPI17CBNfI/AAAAAAAAArA/airQ4QwxGLg/s320/IMG_0292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382866791959261986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SrPI09_6cyI/AAAAAAAAAqw/UGvg1pYc8_E/s320/IMG_0273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In July we went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Orem&lt;/span&gt; to see the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brinkerhoffs&lt;/span&gt; and Baby Jane!! This is her swimming for the first time. She seemed to like it. It was scary to hold her I thought she would break. But I also thought she was just going to start talking and walking like a normal person. Christina and Brandt are great parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SrPI1QjmFdI/AAAAAAAAAq4/vaFoHtk_AaE/s1600-h/IMG_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382866796940760530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SrPI1QjmFdI/AAAAAAAAAq4/vaFoHtk_AaE/s320/IMG_0179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;vacuumed&lt;/span&gt; (everywhere!) cleaned the kitchen, 2 loads of laundry, swept and mopped, cleaned the bathroom (almost, not around the toilet because we are having it looked at today). I even swept the car port (needed much) and washed the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a hugely stuffed up head but after a meeting fell though about buttons I was frustrated enough to deep clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE BEST THING HAPPENED. I was strolling through &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Broulims&lt;/span&gt; searching for non-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mexican&lt;/span&gt; food to feed Chris and I found this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382863804868185570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SrPGHGN5zeI/AAAAAAAAAqo/g-O2PmdpUY4/s320/3502526513_43f86ee55a.jpg" /&gt;I also got the Orange Chicken Sauce!!!! I grabbed a bag of Tyson Chicken Strips and green onion and was set to make the best meal ever!!! Chris has eaten Orange chicken and fried rice for lunch, dinner and now lunch again. I can't wait to make the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pao&lt;/span&gt;. My mouth is watering now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did I mention I just filled an order for 100 buttons?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="002 by palmfullofstarsx, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26475306@N02/3502526513/"&gt;&lt;/a&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/34812428-4734272927136332041?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/4734272927136332041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=4734272927136332041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4734272927136332041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4734272927136332041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/09/stepping-out.html' title='Stepping Out'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SrPI3AB63ZI/AAAAAAAAArQ/_gcUg_rWcEc/s72-c/IMG_0320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-348502100776689210</id><published>2009-09-08T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:55:56.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starscream-Yellow Team Wins!</title><content type='html'>We Moved!! It's been quite the saga but we are moved! I love our new apartment. It feels more like a small house. It is on K Street and we have a car port. Right now the only thing that has not made it into our new home is our couch. It will not fit. Even the people who own the house can't get it to fit. They are really shocked too. They seemed to pride themselves on getting everything to fit. It was really funny. So currently Mr. My Couch is in the car port. Chris likes to hang out there with the computer and use Corni as a foot rest. Corni doesn't seem to mind, but Anna does!! Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we played laser tag and I got first!! I am a silent killer. In one game I tagged 77 people!! I've never broken 50. In 15 minute game I tagged over 5 people per minute. I hope Chris keeps playing with me. Oh, and I was tagged 22 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to the Craze Fun Zone! Then we played a few games in the arcade and I added my tickets to my card with all the other tickets I've won. This place would make a great night out with dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 game of laser tag for each person: $10 (or mini golf for $3/person)&lt;br /&gt;12 inch pizza to share: $4&lt;br /&gt;tokens for arcade: $6&lt;br /&gt;total: $20&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-348502100776689210?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/348502100776689210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=348502100776689210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/348502100776689210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/348502100776689210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/09/starscream-yellow-team-wins.html' title='Starscream-Yellow Team Wins!'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-4817652952936871913</id><published>2009-08-30T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:28:12.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1..2..3... Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My parents came up last week and we had sooo much fun!! We went to Jackson Hole, WY. Up to Mesa Falls, even explored a fish hatchery!!! Ok no we couldn't go into the fish hatchery but we made a memory.. of not going? It was a really fun car ride. I love how we make one joke and it gets carried on throughout the trip. One of the jokes was that the rental car had 4x4! So naturally it could do anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We even went to Bear World. That was actually really fun. I have many blurry pictures because I was taking too long to take them and Mom would start driving again. At one point my Dad offered to switch and drive and told Mom to get out and walk around... um with Bears out there!! My Mom kept driving but that was probably in the top 3 times I laughed the hardest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played lazer tag a few times and needless to say I beat them all EVERYTIME!! Not to brag but wow I worked hard for that!! Especially when Josh would charge me and follow me around. Mom even played! 2 times she wasn't even last because a random vest would "join" the game but didn't get any points because no one was wearing it. But Mom beat Chuck Norris!! She's pretty stealth though, scared me half to death coming around a corner. That's probably one of my favorite family activities. The next time we all get together, we should all play, even angela, and Jane if she can walk! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a few pictures but I'll post them later. Chris keeps talking about little moments he had fun. Josh stayed at our apartment and it was really fun to go to Jack-in-the-Box with him at midnight. We almost went and picked up Mom for "Midnight Munchies" as she calles them but we figured they were tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hated that they had to leave. I can't wait to spend more time with my family. We got to do somethings I would have never been able to do, like Bear World, but my favorite parts were between activities in the car talking, or at home eating. I made enchilladas and they seemed to like them. I thought I made enough, I hope they had a great trip. I have a lot more memories with Josh now. I can't believe he's going to go on a mission soon. We really missed James too. Chris and I thought someone was missing the whole time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If James reads this: would you call us!!! It would be nice to know you're doing ok..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and the last thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Chris and I have been married 3 YEARS!! Today I made him breakfast pizza and got him a HUGE bouncy ball he plays with everytime we go to the store. Chris is my best friend in the whole world and I feel so privliged to be able to spend eternity with such a caring and giving person. This is the most recent picture I currently have on our computer. I look goofy, but Chris looks good. yAy for more years to come!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375917743257530578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SpsYtGSVsNI/AAAAAAAAAqg/3I2gDVyCEgw/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-4817652952936871913?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/4817652952936871913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=4817652952936871913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4817652952936871913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4817652952936871913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/08/123-go.html' title='1..2..3... Go!'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SpsYtGSVsNI/AAAAAAAAAqg/3I2gDVyCEgw/s72-c/IMG_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-4518158763859185818</id><published>2009-08-23T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:28:09.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bow Tie Affair</title><content type='html'>I just made the best lunch. Everything we eat is Mexican. I can't help it but so many things go in a tortilla. Today I did something different. I used noodles. Last month I bought a ton of different types of noodles with the intentions of getting away from my Mexican side and maybe venturing towards Italian? I am taking baby steps. I seasoned hamburger meat with chili powder, salt and pepper. Then I drained the meat and added salsa let most of the water boil out and added sour cream and a little milk. Then I used bow tie pasta and combined the two concoctions. I thought this was awesome!! I didn't use a recipe, or a seasoning packet, or a prepackaged mix... just my clever brain. And it actually tasted good. But after I was done eating Chris said it was kind of like Hamburger Helper and it totally ruined it even though it was SO MUCH BETTER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamburger Helper is the reason I don't like ground beef. But it was the only meat we had and Chris doesn't like food without &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;substance&lt;/span&gt; like meat added. I would be happy eating Grilled Cheese every day because it's easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-4518158763859185818?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/4518158763859185818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=4518158763859185818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4518158763859185818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4518158763859185818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/08/bow-tie-affair.html' title='A Bow Tie Affair'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1362870910663267575</id><published>2009-08-23T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T09:38:03.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nach yo's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SpFt9NboS_I/AAAAAAAAAqY/nmtB9gNlGs8/s1600-h/0117091948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373196728774708210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SpFt9NboS_I/AAAAAAAAAqY/nmtB9gNlGs8/s320/0117091948.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the Nachos I always make for Chris. Sometimes I don't add chicken but then I end up making another plate b&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ecause &lt;/span&gt;it wasn't enough. It may sound weird, but we use craft singles for the cheese. It goes really good with the salsa (it stays soft). And then of coarse &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jalapenos&lt;/span&gt; but whenever we get a new jar we put them in the food processor and right back in the jar so we can put diced jalapenos on anything. Big ones are just too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like diced food for several reasons. One is because it means less chewing. Chris always makes fun of my "Anna bites." Ever since I worked at DQ I thought I had to eat fast because I don't want to be there if I am not getting paid, so my breaks were really short. I can eat a 1/2 lb Flamethrower in just over 3 minutes. I should put that on my resume. I hate when you take a bite and one things comes out like a whole tomato, or the whole piece of meat. Another reason I like things diced is because it allows food to taste evenly. If that makes sense, I hate salads that have huge chunks of chicken like the ones at Wendy's. They put this HUGE piece of chicken, and cut it up into 4 pieces. I always cut up chicken for our chicken alfrado into smaller pieces so I get chicken and noodle in every bite. The only thing I don't like diced is beef. I hate ground beef. I can't eat ground beef tacos, it grosses me out. Maybe it's the three years of eating mostly chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1362870910663267575?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1362870910663267575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1362870910663267575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1362870910663267575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1362870910663267575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/08/nach-yos.html' title='Nach yo&apos;s!'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SpFt9NboS_I/AAAAAAAAAqY/nmtB9gNlGs8/s72-c/0117091948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-306342639414031574</id><published>2009-08-22T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T17:44:58.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Stars</title><content type='html'>I am Alive. I just got off work at G's Dairy Delights... yes I quite DQ!! It was good while it lasted. Tonight we don't have too many plans. I wanted to go do lazer tag w/ beth and mike but that fell through. My parents and brother Josh come in like 3 days!!!! I can not wait! Dad has to try all of the ice cream at G's dairy. Ok it's from Reed's dairy. haha We are moving to a new place on the 3rd. I am excited about it but Chris is not because it's not as big. But it has a washer and dryer and it comes with a FANTASTIC price. Plus I'll get to see the George quads all the time. Sort of, they are moving out when the semester starts because they will start college. The Georges were in our sunday school class for almost 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else.. A lot of things are going on. Corni has a flat so I haven't ridden him in awhile. Oh, I am doing an internship at the Rexburg Chamber of Commerce. I like it a lot. I want to plan an event so I can add it to my resume. I have two big ideas but I want to plan a bit more before I present it to the Executive Director. Chris got a new calling at church, he's the second counselor in the sunday school presidency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is all just jumbled and smashed together. I'm trying to type fast so Chris doesn't leave without me. I can't be on the computer for two minutes when we are home together because he says I'm neglecting him... sheesh! Anyway more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-306342639414031574?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/306342639414031574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=306342639414031574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/306342639414031574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/306342639414031574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/08/five-stars.html' title='Five Stars'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-8194741828533202855</id><published>2009-07-06T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T15:26:28.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Main Street Station Apartments Rexburg Idaho</title><content type='html'>Oh wait! I just got a big red letter on my door from the complex threatening to start charging us for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; technicians time because all of these problems are OUR FAULT!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letter reads that we must take the following steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Anyone with a wireless router needs to dismantle it immediately until further notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***We dismantled our router on June 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; because it stopped working after they "upgraded" our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Reread your copy of the Internet and Bulk TV Usage &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Requirements&lt;/span&gt; and make sure you are in compliance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***WE ARE IN &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;FREAKING&lt;/span&gt; COMPLIANCE! All we use the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; for is blogging and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Run an antivirus scan. Once the scan is run either print off the results, email them to the office or bring in your computer and shows (yes it says shows!! idiots!) us the results. If the scan shows you have a virus take care of it before you bring the results in. Must be completed by July 10 or the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;technician&lt;/span&gt; will come run it on your computer for you and YOU will be charged for his time, which usually runs $50/hour plus equipment. Someone was already charged over $800.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***We have a scan that is completed weekly, we have reformatted our computer 2 times since the end of May and they keep saying that a virus on someones personal computer is causing all these issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would LOVE LOVE LOVE to show them the results of our weekly scans but THEY ARE NEVER IN THEIR FREAKING OFFICE!!!!!!!!!! I'm on the verge of kicking the door in and tearing up the clock sign that says they will be back at 1pm (it was 2:30 pm when I went in). DO NOT live at Main Street Station Apartments. We've been here for 3 years and have never had a huge complaint. But the last 2 months have convinced me to move. They have 2 managers who are NEVER in the office during their posted hours. But they show up at your door during &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; times of the day and complain you were not there. I'm sorry, I have a life, I don't have time to wait 3 days for them to get back to me! Then they blame us for their building's issues. Oh and our rent went up again, in the middle of our lease agreement. Somehow I think that's illegal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-8194741828533202855?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/8194741828533202855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=8194741828533202855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8194741828533202855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8194741828533202855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/07/main-street-station-apartments-rexburg.html' title='Main Street Station Apartments Rexburg Idaho'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-5826940106354756435</id><published>2009-07-06T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:20:04.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help</title><content type='html'>My Internet is really bad. Maybe someone can help. Our wireless router doesn't work and we have to use a long wire to connect ONE computer at a time. Also, the connection lasts about 5-10 minutes before we have to manually disconnect and reconnect while holding our breath. Any suggestions would be GREAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-5826940106354756435?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5826940106354756435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=5826940106354756435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5826940106354756435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5826940106354756435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/07/help.html' title='Help'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-3209823015504603077</id><published>2009-06-24T07:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:04:12.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock Knock Who's There?</title><content type='html'>Every Monday and Wendsday morning at 7:30 there is a knock at my door from two little boys, well one insists he is not little. They are Skyler and Hinckley Sykes. Skyler is 4? and Hinckley is just over 1? I'm not sure but they are pretty fun. I watch them for 30 to 45 minutes which is the time that overlaps while their mom is getting off work and their dad is going to work. Cassandra works at Uptown bagle. Well, it is now 9am and she knocked on my door and handed me a whole bag of mixed bagles!! Sometimes she brings cookies, sometimes a bagle. She gave me a bag of jalapeneo chedder bagles but Chris found them. Usually he doesn't like bagles but he liked those. This time I think I will hide a few so I have them for tomorrow. Wow I love watching kids for food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3209823015504603077?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3209823015504603077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3209823015504603077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3209823015504603077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3209823015504603077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/06/knock-knock-whos-there.html' title='Knock Knock Who&apos;s There?'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-4153914955239546883</id><published>2009-06-22T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T13:43:33.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Memorial Day- Pictures</title><content type='html'>I'll never forget Memorial Day 2009. We went to Bear Lake to celebrate it, it was also Chris' Birthday!! This year He turned 25. We also had quite the experience planting a tree by his uncle's head stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350238438193135570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj_dg0Qkf9I/AAAAAAAAAps/Ib-mflHQBmU/s320/0524090926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luann and Julie started digging the hole after much deliberation as to wear to plant the tree. Most of them are gardeners so they were particular as to were it would go and if the roots would eventually get in the way of... some people. Also, it is right next to the road where the snow plow drives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj_diGI0RWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/iCV6jHZqF68/s1600-h/0525091521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350238460172322146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj_diGI0RWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/iCV6jHZqF68/s320/0525091521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350238443064498770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj_dhGZ_mlI/AAAAAAAAAp0/eCFn8ZqE0ek/s320/0525091521b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lot of fun laughing, mostly at Luann and Julie but also because, they didn't really have permission to plant the tree. I stood way out of the way and got really nervous just because of the fact that we were digging in a cemetary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj_dh8pxTTI/AAAAAAAAAqE/-D4HwfJnnZQ/s1600-h/0525091523a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350238457626185010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj_dh8pxTTI/AAAAAAAAAqE/-D4HwfJnnZQ/s320/0525091523a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hole got pretty deep. I though about getting someone to help me put Rebecca in it. But I didn't think she'd quite fit into it. It ended up being a little big for the tree and they had to take the tree out and add dirt underneeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350238448632738978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj_dhbJkNKI/AAAAAAAAAp8/8xn7SArwSko/s320/0525091537.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree looked really good and was definatly one of a kind in the cemetary. But all in all it was a good Memorial Day. A little weird, but just another Kunz Family gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-4153914955239546883?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/4153914955239546883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=4153914955239546883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4153914955239546883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/4153914955239546883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-memorial-day-pictures.html' title='What A Memorial Day- Pictures'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj_dg0Qkf9I/AAAAAAAAAps/Ib-mflHQBmU/s72-c/0524090926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-2382796352711975302</id><published>2009-06-21T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T21:15:47.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilderness Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week Chris an I went on a walk to the Nature Park. Chris had no idea that we had a Nature Park so this week we went back to feed the ducks that followed us around last week. And so the tails (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;) of our adventure in the deep wilderness of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt; began. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj8AIxSt4DI/AAAAAAAAApk/OFTy2d8bsoo/s1600-h/0621092027a.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/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj8AIxSt4DI/AAAAAAAAApk/OFTy2d8bsoo/s320/0621092027a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349995033010233394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj8AIUSns3I/AAAAAAAAApU/I6Hd8Neu7ig/s320/0621092024.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349995025225200498" /&gt;Notice that the road is very clean at first... but then we gave them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Metamucil&lt;/span&gt; crackers. It's all we had! and they liked them! Well, we also had tortillas.. today they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mexican&lt;/span&gt; ducks. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj8AIt2_qvI/AAAAAAAAApc/c46eIZY5zkA/s1600-h/0621092036.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/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj8AIt2_qvI/AAAAAAAAApc/c46eIZY5zkA/s320/0621092036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349995032088652530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj8AIBHNLgI/AAAAAAAAApM/7q2oUWe5Mls/s1600-h/0621092028b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj8AIBHNLgI/AAAAAAAAApM/7q2oUWe5Mls/s320/0621092028b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349995020077051394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't get many pictures of Chris, but since he has discovered the Nature Park, he's too distracted to notice. Or maybe he does notice I'm taking pictures and hes just being nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj8AH61vV5I/AAAAAAAAApE/GlzADd88TMk/s1600-h/0621092024a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj8AH61vV5I/AAAAAAAAApE/GlzADd88TMk/s320/0621092024a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349995018393180050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This duck jumped for the tortillas. I tried to catch him and bring him home as a pet but half way through the park we saw threatening signs that said not to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;harass&lt;/span&gt; the animals so we put him back. Just kidding. I was too scared he's the one that got the closest. I'm sure he would have taken my hand off for the bread. I would have named him Jake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE END&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-2382796352711975302?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2382796352711975302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=2382796352711975302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2382796352711975302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2382796352711975302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/06/wilderness-adventure.html' title='Wilderness Adventure'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Sj8AIxSt4DI/AAAAAAAAApk/OFTy2d8bsoo/s72-c/0621092027a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-50829459673051790</id><published>2009-06-08T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:39:53.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Topher K</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Saw this on Katies blog and thought I'd answer the questions so I would have something to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345028232014582674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Si1a25up05I/AAAAAAAAAoM/SQ12gy8N8X4/s320/IMG_0524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He's sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen? The Dark Night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. You're out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad? psh... salad?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. What's one food he doesn't like? chicken and dumplings for sure, never again will I make it.&lt;br /&gt;4. You go out to eat and have a drink. His drink would be? usually water but sometimes a straberry lemonade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Where did he go to high school? the horrible Bear Lake High School.&lt;br /&gt;6. What size shoe does he wear? 11. because there is still a pair of 11.5's under the bed brand new&lt;br /&gt;7. If he was to collect anything, what would it be? right now probably canister filters but he doesnt really collect anything.&lt;br /&gt;8. What is his favorite type of sandwich? chicken baccon ranch&lt;br /&gt;9. What would he eat every day if he could? Lindor truffles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. What is his favorite cereal? dont know maybe rice puff stuff or strawberry special k&lt;br /&gt;11. What would he never wear? The sweater I bought him almost 3 years ago that is still under all of his clothes with the tag on it.&lt;br /&gt;12. What is his favorite sports team? The Joker&lt;br /&gt;13. Who did he vote for? he never told me.&lt;br /&gt;14. Who is his best friend? me and Robert the Black Ghost.&lt;br /&gt;15. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn't do? wear the captains hat, or other weird articals of clothing&lt;br /&gt;16. What is his Heritage? don't really want to know.&lt;br /&gt;17. You bake him a cake for his birthday; what kind of cake? lemon cake batter, or something with fruit in the middle if it is cooked&lt;br /&gt;18. Did he play sports in high school? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;19. What could he spend hours doing? playing warcraft III with me! or looking up the newest gadget and comparing models... currently it is a new filter for our fish tank.&lt;br /&gt;20. What is one thing you appreciate about him? That he looks at EVERYTHING and ANYTHING about something before he buys it. It took us a year and a half to pick out our tv. I hope this filter doesnt take that long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-50829459673051790?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/50829459673051790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=50829459673051790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/50829459673051790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/50829459673051790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/06/topher-k.html' title='Topher K'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/Si1a25up05I/AAAAAAAAAoM/SQ12gy8N8X4/s72-c/IMG_0524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1213614956570624529</id><published>2009-06-03T07:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T07:59:05.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undersigned Acknowledges and Agrees to the Usage Requirements</title><content type='html'>It's been gloomy for a few days but the sun came out yesterday. James called me and we talked about stuff. I can't believe he's really going to Korea. He's such a big kid! Have I mentioned how proud I am of him? I brag about him to everyone I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my Mom and she told me that I was a good kid. She was telling me this as I read some bad news I had received. I love my mom. She is amazing. I miss hanging out with her. One week was NOT enough. We didn't even get to sew or play shanghi :( Next time. Or maybe when she comes up when I have a baby??? That will be for awhile. Maybe she could just come and visit. I am already starting to come up with a list of activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I have to work. Kind of stinks because last night was pretty fun spending time with Chris. I made dinner, and not just bought pizza or made nachos, I MADE dinner. We had pork chops and broccoli and cheese rice. Those were possibly the best pork chops ever. I actually tested them out for my lunch the other day and thought they were worth of Chris' attention. I think he liked them. I've been inspired by our home teachers to try when it comes to meats. I've never posted a recipe but if you are wondering what it is that Anna is actually blogging about read further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Best Pork Chops:&lt;br /&gt;Salt&lt;br /&gt;Pepper&lt;br /&gt;Garlic Powder&lt;br /&gt;Oregano&lt;br /&gt;Butter spread on top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broil for 7-10 min (I use the low setting of broil)&lt;br /&gt;take out flip chops and repeat seasonings on other side&lt;br /&gt;Broil again for 7-10 min&lt;br /&gt;take out and sprinkle a little lemon juice on top (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Chris went home teaching with Mike Lee. That's my friend Beth's husband. So since I had nothing to do I went over there with Chris and watched the MTV awards with Beth. The whole way there (we walked) he kept calling it a Bethday which kind of sounds like Birthday in accent. If it doesn't rain today I was going to mow her yard, becauseshe's allergic to cut grass? Not because of that, but because I could use the work out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1213614956570624529?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1213614956570624529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1213614956570624529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1213614956570624529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1213614956570624529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/06/undersigned-acknowledges-and-agrees-to.html' title='Undersigned Acknowledges and Agrees to the Usage Requirements'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-3570758277895977950</id><published>2009-05-27T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T12:11:42.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teton Dam, It's Good To Be Back</title><content type='html'>I got back from Texas alright and so far... knock on wood I'm not sick. The trip back and forth from salt lake to houston was awful. But it was totally worth it to see James! I am so proud of him. I got to go sailing with him and the 12 hour drive back was really fun too. Although his driving kind of scared me a little. I've become quite the grandma driver since being in Rexburg. And I have a issue with people not using their blinker. It is there for a reason people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see Terminator and Star Trek together and that was pretty fun. My favorite part about both movies is Charlie Bartlet is in BOTH! When we got to Seabrook, I thought James was going to jump out of the car because he was so excited to be home. I guess I would be to if I'd been couped up most of the time on a military base. At church about ten people came up to him and gave him hugs and handshakes even before the meeting started. Afterward people gathered around him. I think I got 2 hugs and a few hand shakes. But that's ok. They even announced his arrival back to the ward. All three bishopbrick members were beaming to see him. A lot of people are proud of you James!!! I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back to Salt Lake and Chris and Rebecca picked me up from the airport. We sang really loud all the way home. I was so happy to see him and our car. We spent the day at his parents house and on Monday went to the cemetary to plant a tree. It was really nerve wrecking to be digging in a cemetary... I had to look away a few times and walk around. There was one rock that DID NOT look like a rock it was long and rectangle shaped like a... But it was fun to laugh about it. Now there is a really pretty tree next to Chris's uncles head stone, which is HUGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day back at work in a week was hard and frustrating, even the stupid credit card machine would not work for me about 4 times! But I guess it's good to be back making $$. But I've never been more motivated to find another job. I just want something more than just basically babysitting college/high school kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, finally it is warm enough, and not raining to ride CORNI!!!! A button worthy event is coming up on June 16th for the Dam Marathon. So feel free to send me any dam jokes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3570758277895977950?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3570758277895977950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3570758277895977950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3570758277895977950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3570758277895977950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/05/teton-dam-its-good-to-be-back.html' title='Teton Dam, It&apos;s Good To Be Back'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1199057386324307181</id><published>2009-05-03T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T07:27:31.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Your Day</title><content type='html'>It is kind of nice being so busy because it takes me longer to read everyone's blogs. And since we woke up at 7 am I don't have a lot to do on a sunday. Our apt. is clean. And not just clean, but CLEAN. We've been playing with our new vacum for days. We got it wed. and it has since picked up a lot a lot of dirt. I think it was a good buy. It's a Hoover, but I'm not sure what specific kind. Chris had been researching them forever and picked it over the Dyson becuase it had a few nicer things... again I'm not sure. He's the expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am expecting to get laid off at the end of may from my second job and I told Boyd about it (dq boss). He instanly asked if I wanted to go back to full time. It is really nice to have a good boss that is willing to work with me but it will be really hard to work so late again, every single day. Hopefully I can work the lunch rush a lot, which means one less night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And call me a nerd, but Heroes is only 1 out of 2 1/2 shows I watch and I can't believe the deciet and retardedness? that went on in the season finalli?! I won't ruin it for those of you that watch it way later than the actual air date. Thank goodness for nbc.com I love being able to watch it in full whenever I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris is doing good in school. He got an A on his chemistry test!!! I am so proud of him. Chemistry was his hardest class last semester. This semester is looking like Bio 200 will be. He's been riding his motorcycle more. The other day he went out with his friend from church, Mike Lee. Beth is his wife and she is really cool. Me and her are hopeing to all go up to Bear Lake in July. She told me about their family reunion and that Mike wanted to take his bike and she said we should go. Then she said she was staying in some ghetto Motor Lodge and I asked her if it was in Montpelier and she said yes! and then we laughed because it is right next to Dan's Drive-in!!! Now I can't wait till July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I can't wait till Summer. I can't wait till it is not raining and I can ride Corni more. This morning we walked outside and it was sunny but the ground and everything else was soked. It rained all day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was going to work but thought, nevermind, more time with Chris!!! I hope Beth is at church so we can sit together. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGELA AND CHRISTINA!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1199057386324307181?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1199057386324307181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1199057386324307181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1199057386324307181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1199057386324307181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-your-day.html' title='It&apos;s Your Day'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-6328207556263922265</id><published>2009-04-21T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T15:37:23.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corni Returns!!!</title><content type='html'>Today it is warm enough to ride my scooter to work!!!!!! I can't tell you how excited I am. I think it wont even be that cold when I have to drive home at 11.30pm. Chris is starting school this week and already he wants to die. He say's it will be an even harder semester than the last one. I am really proud of him for working so hard. He's the man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during my break I called my mom. It was really nice to talk to her. I love to make her laugh, and today I made her laugh hard. Yesterday I got to call Angela and tell her my ideas and what was going on in life since I haven't really had time to blog. I accidently forgot to look at the time today and worked 30 extra min at artco!!! agh! I hope they let me go home early one day because they freak out if I get over time. During my break I might call you now that Chris is in class. So look out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out I get a discount from all of the catalogs I take orders for. I thought that was kind of cool. I didn't think I would really get a perk for working there. I guess that is why my cousin in-law/old roomie always has cool decorations in her appartment. Everytime I go over there there is something new for the holiday. I just wonder if I will have to pay shipping since I think most of the stuff is made there. Cross your fingers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait to see James graduate from basic training in May. And I can't wait to see Christina holding her very own baby!!!!!!!!! I was going to schedual my visit around the Guster concert in July and see if I could treat her and we could go together but it's on the 4th in a park and I don't think I want to fight a crowd that big. But let me know ceb. But then I would also miss out on the parade and craft fair here in rexburg to sell buttons. I'm going to look up more concerts because it would be cool to do that since no real bands come to idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did see Jacks Mannequin on the 9th a few days ago. It was fun but I really don't know any of his new music. When he played Cavenaugh Park, I melted. It was the only old song from his old band Something Corporate from when I was like 15. And his hair was still thin from having cancer and growing back so it looked really weird when it got sweaty and you could see his scalp. But I went with my friend Beth and she rocks my socks. It was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-6328207556263922265?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/6328207556263922265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=6328207556263922265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6328207556263922265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/6328207556263922265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/04/corni-returns.html' title='Corni Returns!!!'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-5676698787602047934</id><published>2009-04-06T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:01:29.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need New Shoes</title><content type='html'>Hello, I am still alive. I work two jobs now as we are trying to save money.. a lot of money for a project we want to start soon. Other than that we are on our way to have FHE with our neighbors. We are also starting to spend time with other families and friends to socialize more. Got to go. Just wanted to say Hi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-5676698787602047934?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5676698787602047934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=5676698787602047934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5676698787602047934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5676698787602047934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-new-shoes.html' title='I Need New Shoes'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-1061965722816990849</id><published>2009-03-04T06:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:46:35.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Found The Ground</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I made buttons instead of chicken like I was supposed to. After work I didn't have any for Chris's lunch so I thought I would just suck it up and buy some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-made from the store. And it was ON SALE! Then I thought I would get him cheese sticks and they were ON SALE! these were really good sales. And then I thought I would get him some cookies and crackers and those were ON SALE too!! Every single thing I got was marked down. It was like a dream and a huge blessings because I was able to pay for it all with a few bucks I had in my purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; to see the lights on in the window. I always check but they are always off because Chris is asleep when I get home. But last night they were ON!! He had to register for classes at midnight. What a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprisingly&lt;/span&gt; great night it turned out to be. I hate that we don't get to go to sleep together very often because I work so late every night. It was nice to see him but he was so tired. I felt bad for him but I'm so proud that he studies so hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-1061965722816990849?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/1061965722816990849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=1061965722816990849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1061965722816990849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/1061965722816990849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-found-ground.html' title='We Found The Ground'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-3074831797108544946</id><published>2009-02-25T13:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:39:18.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Submit Application</title><content type='html'>I think every blog post I mention how I stink at blogging. So this will be the last time. I just like reading other people's blogs more than telling about my boring life. Today I have applied for about a bazillion jobs. I see some potential in a few but most are just shots in the dark. I even considered applying to be a patrol officer! I think I really am going to take the test. We'll see though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is work. Craft Fairs are starting up!!! I went to my first one of the year last Saturday and did relatively well. I am not going to get such a big table. I went to "Some Guy's Flea Market" which I think is an IBC group on campus. I heard that the IBC people outlawed food businesses because it competes with Food Services. I have to say this business idea is AWESOME! I silently wished people would do this. Bringing student businesses together is so much fun. I met a girl named Erin.. I think I have her information in my purse. She was at the table next to me and I was so impressed with how she sold her feather hair clips. People horded around her table the entire time. We talked and exchanged ideas and information. I hope to see her again at the next event. It's so nerve-wrecking to meet new people but I love LOVE LOVE buttons and want to change the world with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am cooking chicken for Chris's lunches. The other night I woke him up while I was making his lunch and he just started eating it at almost 12 am. It was really funny but frustrating because I was scared he wouldn't have anything for the following day. But of course I put too much in and he even had left overs. For his lunch I try to pack in a zip lock:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-3 chicken wraps&lt;br /&gt;1-2 cheese sticks&lt;br /&gt;Crackers (the kind changes weekly)&lt;br /&gt;cookies/desert&lt;br /&gt;and a Lindt truffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tues/Thurs I put a little more in because he stays at school till 8 or 9. The Brolium guys know me now because sometimes I go in there after work in my DQ stuff to grab misc. stuff like ranch or truffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there is a tidbit about my day. I hope that satisfies your craving of the deets of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way the snow is melting and I feel like Corni should be out and about soon!!! Maybe I'll take him out and warm him up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-3074831797108544946?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/3074831797108544946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=3074831797108544946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3074831797108544946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/3074831797108544946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/02/submit-application.html' title='Submit Application'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-5081854238986645070</id><published>2009-02-14T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:00:01.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christopher My Mistopher</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3a1cabcfee891519" 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://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a1cabcfee891519%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331916889%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D362AD4C73CEB992F31B4FAEA3BEB7CEDB78F9B99.2EBEF7F073A33C80C33D5E6B4DA4FED3402B13DA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a1cabcfee891519%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBTGyr6qswdEgQKjKd2Q9sHcYPJk&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://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a1cabcfee891519%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331916889%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D362AD4C73CEB992F31B4FAEA3BEB7CEDB78F9B99.2EBEF7F073A33C80C33D5E6B4DA4FED3402B13DA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a1cabcfee891519%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBTGyr6qswdEgQKjKd2Q9sHcYPJk&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/34812428-5081854238986645070?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3a1cabcfee891519&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5081854238986645070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=5081854238986645070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5081854238986645070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5081854238986645070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/02/christopher-my-mistopher.html' title='Christopher My Mistopher'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-819809827075728486</id><published>2009-02-08T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T09:35:45.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kopy Kat</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have no original thoughts. I was reading Marla's blog and she searched herself on Facebook, so I thought I would try it too. Well, I found an Anna Kunz. But not only an Anna Kunz, because there were a lot of them. But I found one with the same middle name! Except Catherine was spelled with a K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spelled Kopy Kat with K's because of the store that used to be accross from the Library in League City. I never went there but I saw it and thought I wanted to go in every time I passed. I doubt it is still there. Speaking of stores closing, I can't believe the rate that stores are closing in Rexburg. I mean there are not a lot to begin with but Clean Spot vanished. They were the only other place besides D&amp;amp;L to get your clothes dry cleaned. I guess their business will go up. As long as the Cocoa Bean stays open, I'm happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-819809827075728486?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/819809827075728486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=819809827075728486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/819809827075728486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/819809827075728486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/02/kopy-kat.html' title='Kopy Kat'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-7756659471041093946</id><published>2009-02-03T09:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:44:20.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alphabetize The Names</title><content type='html'>Yesterday at church our lesson was on Modesty. At the end, the conductor of the lesson asked if there were any comments and this nice older lady gets up and tells us all that the number one reason why men leave their wives is because they do not put on make-up, do their hair and wear the right colors every day. My jaw dropped. She continued saying that if we did not do these things every day, our husbands would see other girls that looked better and come home and be disgusted at us and it would be ALL OUR FAULT. And our children would be ashamed of us. Well, I NEVER wear make-up and my husband comes home everyday and tells me I am beautiful. My mom never wore make-up, except I think on special occasions, and I think she is MAGNIFICENT!!! The girl next to me had the same reaction as I did and we laughed about it on the way to Sunday school. Needless to say, I have a new best church friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suday night, we were invited over to the Syke's house for desert. Cassandra Sykes was my first visiting teacher that actually visited me. She was really nice and has the smartest kid, Skyler, who is about to turn 4 next month. He knows his letters, numbers, colors, and practically how to read. But, he refuses to potty train. But they are working on that. Oliver, Cassandra's husband, made Cannolis, my favorite desert in the whole world!! Well... its a tough tie between chocolate molten cake. But every time I go to Johnny Carinos, I get the cannolis. In Baltimore we lived down the street from this bakery which served gigantic sized portions of everything. The quality was not the best, but you defiantly had lunch the next day (as in left overs, not puke). They had huge! Cannolis for two bucks. Chris and I had a lot of fun at the Sykes house. Cassandra is hilarious. At first I was really nervous to go because I wasn't sure if it would be the cheese cannolis and I had already eaten a ton of food at a super bowl party we were just leaving. Also, church people make me nervous. But when Erin showed up, the girl that sat next to me during the lesson, it got more interesting telling the story of the nice lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we also got a huge white board from the materials department at Home Depot. It is 4 feet by 8 feet and we had to cut it in half and drive home with the trunk open a few inches. I tried to convince Chris to cut it in thirds but he thought we could do it. And we did... It throws off our whole living room but it's kind of cool. We spent part of Sunday drawing pictures and joking around. We had to take our wedding picture down to hang this monstrosity so I drew a picture of the picture with the temple and two stick figures holding hands. Chris colored it in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-7756659471041093946?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/7756659471041093946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=7756659471041093946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7756659471041093946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/7756659471041093946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/02/alphabetize-names.html' title='Alphabetize The Names'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-5420749293414779703</id><published>2009-01-28T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T10:34:17.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Search Results</title><content type='html'>Hello from Rexburg. Nothing is happening here but I thought I would blog anyway. I got E.L.Fudge cookies but didn't realize how fatty they are! One serving is 3.5 g of fat. And that one serving is one cookie. But they aren't too bad with milk. The only cookie I ever liked with milk are Nilla Chocolate Wafers. Unfortunately I can't find them anywhere. Not even online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It snowed again last night. Kind of drag because now my car is covered. Last night coming home from work I walked in 6 inches from the front of my complex because there was no parking. I stopped at the store on the way home and that's where I got the cookies mentioned above. I made Chris's lunch and laid awake for over an hour not sleeping. I've been making him lunches to take to school since he's there all day. I'm not sure if he just throws the sandwiches away because I'm not the best sandwich maker. Yesterday I put Ranch on it, but that was the last of it, so today it was mustard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is OK. Not much there. I have been able to work with Jennie a few days and she has saved my sanity. There is this contest on the CW where you can make a video about you and your best friend and the winner gets to be on the 90210 prom episode with that friend described in the video. I can't believe sophomores go to proms. I'm not sure, because I didn't go to mine, but I thought seniors only went to proms. Maybe juniors are included at some schools. But the only way a junior goes to prom at CCHS is if a senior invited you. Yeah.... I was in college during my senior prom. I never though I would go to it anyway. I don't even think I know who I would go with? Daniel? as friends? I didn't really like like anyone from my school that I dreamed of going with. Plus, all the money that goes into just one night, I didn't have. Maybe we would have brought a video camera and made fun of people the whole time. Man, project graduation was a nauseating night as it is. I couldn't stand half those people then, I don't think my stomach could have handled prom where they acted like it was the "Best" night of their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buy buttons&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-5420749293414779703?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5420749293414779703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=5420749293414779703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5420749293414779703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5420749293414779703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/01/21-search-results.html' title='21 Search Results'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-5754496281759986435</id><published>2009-01-20T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:16:42.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORANGE shoes</title><content type='html'>OMG!!! An orange double stroller!! whoA!! check it out. And it's a &lt;a href="http://inevergrewup.net/giveaway-25-bumbleride-indie-stroller/"&gt;giveaway&lt;/a&gt;. My frist semester I bought everything orange. Shoes, stapler, water bottle, backpack, clothes, binders, pens (they didn't write in orange they were just orange), hole punch etc... and bed sheets!! My sister did the same thing but with purple. I found out recently that it wasn't because she liked the color, it just matched everything else she had. Anyway check out the blog &lt;a href="http://inevergrewup.net/giveaway-25-bumbleride-indie-stroller/"&gt;I Never Grew Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-5754496281759986435?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5754496281759986435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=5754496281759986435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5754496281759986435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5754496281759986435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/01/orange-shoes.html' title='ORANGE shoes'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-2282054224528354598</id><published>2009-01-17T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:57:16.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Klanking Knives</title><content type='html'>Today I added a "that's what she said" comment to the end of Chris' sentence. He replied by saying, "who is this "she" that everyone is refering to?" Who is it??????? I'm so confused now. Who is she?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-2282054224528354598?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/2282054224528354598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=2282054224528354598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2282054224528354598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/2282054224528354598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/01/klanking-knives.html' title='Klanking Knives'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-5117117193937163901</id><published>2009-01-14T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T11:38:21.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carry It To The Captain</title><content type='html'>I have listened to Brand New - The Devil and God are Raging Inside Me  non stop and I think I have every word down. Next I will listen to Guster because I still dont know every word of a few of those songs. Chris doesn't get why I like cd's so much. Like the actual CD in my hand. It's because I can put it in my car and because it's not illegal. I have a lot of illegal music but having the cd makes me feel better. And I like the cd cases/covers. And organizing music on a computer is sometimes anoying and complicated, especially if you have a lot of "untitled" titled songs. And when you have tried SOOOO many times to change the names. I hate the guessing game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are down to the last jar of Tejano Salsa. I am trying really hard not to open it. We are finally out of chips so it helps not to go through it so fast. after 2 bags of chips and two cans of salsa over the last two weeks (and that is taking it slow), I ordered chips and salsa at Applebee's last night. The chips were good, but the salsa was weak. Now that I'm thinking about it, I should have put the jalapeno juice from Steve's extra side into the salsa and it would have made it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a productive day. Yup, that's right. I, Anna, did laundry. And not only did I wash it and dry it, I FOLDED IT! Thank you, thank you. No need for aplause. I know that most people lump washing, drying, and folding, into the lumped category of "laundry," but not in the Kunz home. Because most of my shirts can not be dried in the dryer with the rest of the clothes because they will shrink so normally I hang them over the rail in the bathroom that is right over the heating vent. But today I took the extra time to put them on Tumble. Then I folded them all and hung them up (That is usually done by Chris). And made the bed. And in the course of all this cleaning madness, I didn't make another mess somewhere in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I work, and it's country dancing night but I work with a few cool people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-5117117193937163901?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/5117117193937163901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=5117117193937163901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5117117193937163901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/5117117193937163901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/01/carry-it-to-captain.html' title='Carry It To The Captain'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-872459400557714575</id><published>2009-01-08T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T09:40:40.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWeLvdUMy1I/AAAAAAAAAhM/izXRESqxaTA/s1600-h/IMG_1216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289349934809402194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWeLvdUMy1I/AAAAAAAAAhM/izXRESqxaTA/s320/IMG_1216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbKT_sHKRI/AAAAAAAAAgc/INTAKgDJLH0/s1600-h/IMG_1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289137257256003858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbKT_sHKRI/AAAAAAAAAgc/INTAKgDJLH0/s320/IMG_1191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbKTYIKsjI/AAAAAAAAAgU/LwBMGtutJ6A/s1600-h/IMG_1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289137246636257842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbKTYIKsjI/AAAAAAAAAgU/LwBMGtutJ6A/s320/IMG_1185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbKTKzHhxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/lqyxXDeOroA/s1600-h/IMG_1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289137243058308882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbKTKzHhxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/lqyxXDeOroA/s320/IMG_1184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbKSgD8c5I/AAAAAAAAAgE/xYbe5GCXyl8/s1600-h/IMG_1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289137231586161554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbKSgD8c5I/AAAAAAAAAgE/xYbe5GCXyl8/s320/IMG_1169.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbKSGAmFVI/AAAAAAAAAf8/k1yrfGxnBKA/s1600-h/IMG_1172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289137224592790866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbKSGAmFVI/AAAAAAAAAf8/k1yrfGxnBKA/s320/IMG_1172.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbEODGj7II/AAAAAAAAAf0/bfmTG8xx9wU/s1600-h/IMG_1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289130558023265410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbEODGj7II/AAAAAAAAAf0/bfmTG8xx9wU/s320/IMG_1173.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbENTtEC9I/AAAAAAAAAfs/lIbIKSdlmfI/s1600-h/IMG_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289130545299852242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbEMoT5w9I/AAAAAAAAAfc/xGz9TPfFuts/s320/IMG_1142.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbEMNDBmXI/AAAAAAAAAfU/9o-icQD9PYE/s1600-h/IMG_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289130526333049202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWbEMNDBmXI/AAAAAAAAAfU/9o-icQD9PYE/s320/IMG_1140.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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-872459400557714575?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/872459400557714575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=872459400557714575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/872459400557714575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/872459400557714575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-pictures.html' title='Some Pictures'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SWeLvdUMy1I/AAAAAAAAAhM/izXRESqxaTA/s72-c/IMG_1216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34812428.post-8659228180148010075</id><published>2009-01-08T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:44:55.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is All We've Got Now</title><content type='html'>I know I am not a good blogger. Since I went to Texas, I've been sick with something. I don't like going to the doctor so I've just been waiting it out. I hit up all the after Christmas sales to collect any button worthy wrapping paper and scored! My inventory has exploded in the ornament department. But, alas, I need more ornament pieces so I've just been cutting circles and organizing. Going back to work has been a kind of downer but in my free time aside from buttons, I've been job hunting. Now that I am a college graduate, I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have been attempting to be a better wife and cook more at home. So far so good. I am pretty good at making meals out of 3 ingredients. My proudest moment was when we were first married, it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; and didn't have anything to eat in our apartment! We had frozen meat balls, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kraft&lt;/span&gt; singles, and rice. No milk, no eggs, no bread; that is really all we had. So I made the meat balls, cut them up into little pieces and mixed them with the cooked rice and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;laid&lt;/span&gt; cheese over it until it was melted, and then I mixed it. To my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;, Chris loved it, he ate the whole pot and my plate. I thought it tasted like nothing. After two years, I've ventured out to dishes with more ingredients and reference my "6 ingredients or less book" oft. Thanks C&amp;amp;B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather had been good-bad-bad-good-bad. Yesterday it was warmer and melted, today it is cold and everything that melted is now ice. At some point I really want to go sledding or build a snow man, but I'm scared to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sledding&lt;/span&gt; because my first semester in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rexburg&lt;/span&gt;, I went with some friends and one of my friend's friend broke his ankle/leg and had to wear a boot forever. But I could build a snow man because I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bennie&lt;/span&gt; now, I lost the one I used to love. It was a white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Volcome&lt;/span&gt; one; a nice clean heavenly white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas in Texas was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; awesome. I didn't want to leave. Chris and I LOVED hanging out with my siblings, after we left he said really nice things about you guys. But since he reads this too I wont &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;embarrass&lt;/span&gt; him. But it was really fun. I'll post pictures soon when I don't have work in 20 min. Since Christina won the gingerbread contest by "rock-paper-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;scissors&lt;/span&gt;" I've already drawn up plans for my house next time. Lets just say its going to knock the Watt's socks off... it will have more detail than some sour patch in a bath. And NO I'M NOT BITTER. "We're all winners.." The only sad thing about the trip was getting really sick on the last day, my fireman mug broke on the way home (I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;super glued&lt;/span&gt; it), and I only brought 4 cans of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Tejano&lt;/span&gt; salsa and we've already eaten 2 (I actually gave 1 to my boss because I am a total suck up at heart and I know he loves spicy stuff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Kunz's&lt;/span&gt; was fun too. His mom always gets us something to decorate our apartment. I really like that because we would have nothing if it wasn't for her. I didn't realize that till I was hanging up the latest framed picture. It was of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt; flags and in the middle it said a little about honoring people. I'll post a picture later. I wish I wasn't sick while I was there because Chris went out on the snowmobiles and I didn't want to get worse. And I think I got his dad sick too. They are a lot of fun to hang out with. We played the electronic Game of Life 3 times and Monopoly 2 times... and guess who won EVERY TIME!!!! CHRIS!! we bought the Game of Life at home and have played it a few times. I've only beat him once. We're keeping track now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work time. The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34812428-8659228180148010075?l=thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/feeds/8659228180148010075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34812428&amp;postID=8659228180148010075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8659228180148010075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34812428/posts/default/8659228180148010075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thekoolkunzklan.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-all-weve-got-now.html' title='This Is All We&apos;ve Got Now'/><author><name>These are all the little things</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05985604635566144184</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_v1lhJrK5qiI/SD7fCqU-YdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Lv-LcmJretc/S220/n193306466_32245735_2268.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
