<?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-947382359066895241</id><updated>2011-05-31T22:55:07.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Friend, Lover, Sister, Mother/Wife"</title><subtitle type='html'>I am a true Friend.&lt;br&gt;
I am a Lover of many things.&lt;br&gt;
I am a Sister and have sisters.&lt;br&gt;
I am a Mother in every sense of the word.&lt;br&gt;
I am a Wife.&lt;br&gt;



Not necessarily in this order...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-6506457432529157336</id><published>2008-07-10T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T15:14:33.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch, ch, ch, changes.....</title><content type='html'>Sooooo many changes in my life!!!  I know it seems like a lifetime since I've blogged...that's actually how I feel!!!  But be on the lookout for an update REAL soon!  I just wanted to let all of you know that I'm still alive!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-6506457432529157336?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/6506457432529157336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=6506457432529157336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/6506457432529157336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/6506457432529157336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2008/07/ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='Ch, ch, ch, changes.....'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-7859011739895155008</id><published>2007-12-05T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:43:39.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...and life goes on</title><content type='html'>It has to, right?  I don't really have a choice.  What doesn't kill me will only make me stronger, right?  Next to Laura, this has got to be the second hardest thing that I've ever done in my life.  I know that I am doing it for the right reasons and I am fine with the decision that I made.  Change is good, this I know.  I can't wait for things to settle down and for Mark to get over his bitterness.  It only makes things harder.  Because of everything going on in my life, I probably won't be blogging all that much...I will when I get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.out.&lt;br /&gt;~karla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-7859011739895155008?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/7859011739895155008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=7859011739895155008&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/7859011739895155008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/7859011739895155008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-life-goes-on.html' title='...and life goes on'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-7806903672207858887</id><published>2007-09-11T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T12:14:55.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't resist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RubpHnYZAQI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fchqc3iOL2Q/s1600-h/princeSHOE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109027144338047234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RubpHnYZAQI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fchqc3iOL2Q/s320/princeSHOE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently Prince is filming a new video in Prague for a song off of his new CD. The song is "Somewhere Here on Earth"...my favorite from his new cd. I just had to post this pic...I think it's a new favorite...he's just beautiful, I love looking at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-7806903672207858887?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/7806903672207858887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=7806903672207858887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/7806903672207858887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/7806903672207858887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-couldnt-resist.html' title='I couldn&apos;t resist...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RubpHnYZAQI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fchqc3iOL2Q/s72-c/princeSHOE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-8140661461731617410</id><published>2007-09-05T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T11:24:50.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Room remodel!!!</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, my house is falling apart...well - not LITERALLY...but you know what I mean!  lol.  So we have been working on it little by little.  We FINALLY did our bedroom this past weekend.  We painted (thanks to EVERYONE who gave input on the paint!!), installed baseboards &amp; trim, new fan, redid the closet organizer, new closet doors...I think that's about it.  There are a few little things that still need to get done (new flat screen for the wall between the door &amp;amp; closet, new bedding, pictures on the wall...that kind of stuff), but this will do for now!!!  Here are the before pics (click on the picture if you want to see if bigger!!):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7xn3YZAGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Atnxxf8zoAY/s1600-h/DSC_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7xn3YZAGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Atnxxf8zoAY/s200/DSC_0665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106784694668165218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7xgHYZAFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y5nQpjA8fZA/s1600-h/DSC_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7xgHYZAFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y5nQpjA8fZA/s200/DSC_0664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106784561524179026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7xbnYZAEI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0tgBNPyIdhg/s1600-h/DSC_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7xbnYZAEI/AAAAAAAAAJw/0tgBNPyIdhg/s200/DSC_0663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106784484214767682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7xQ3YZACI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VYn2O8TkPd8/s1600-h/DSC_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7xQ3YZACI/AAAAAAAAAJg/VYn2O8TkPd8/s200/DSC_0661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106784299531173922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7xVnYZADI/AAAAAAAAAJo/7ulG-2BY_XM/s1600-h/DSC_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7xVnYZADI/AAAAAAAAAJo/7ulG-2BY_XM/s200/DSC_0662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106784381135552562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AND AFTER!!!  Some of the after pics were taken before the furniture was put back in the room!  Tell me what you think!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7zOHYZAMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hZvkApcCpqA/s1600-h/DSC_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7zOHYZAMI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hZvkApcCpqA/s200/DSC_0691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106786451309789378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7zZHYZAOI/AAAAAAAAALA/KWvkJAe88As/s1600-h/DSC_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7zZHYZAOI/AAAAAAAAALA/KWvkJAe88As/s200/DSC_0695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106786640288350434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7zR3YZANI/AAAAAAAAAK4/iZ6qJXKuw4k/s1600-h/DSC_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7zR3YZANI/AAAAAAAAAK4/iZ6qJXKuw4k/s200/DSC_0693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106786515734298834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7yd3YZAHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/AvVWzYOMHps/s1600-h/DSC_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7yd3YZAHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/AvVWzYOMHps/s200/DSC_0678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106785622381101170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7zKnYZALI/AAAAAAAAAKo/t0n5WgC1ClY/s1600-h/DSC_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7zKnYZALI/AAAAAAAAAKo/t0n5WgC1ClY/s200/DSC_0683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106786391180247218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7zHHYZAKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Phcw16sEDOw/s1600-h/DSC_0682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7zHHYZAKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Phcw16sEDOw/s200/DSC_0682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106786331050705058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7y1HYZAJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mNV_UM6movc/s1600-h/DSC_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7y1HYZAJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/mNV_UM6movc/s200/DSC_0681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106786021813059730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7yqnYZAII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/pYAmLpOoJec/s1600-h/DSC_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7yqnYZAII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/pYAmLpOoJec/s200/DSC_0679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106785841424433282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, my door is orange...and I absolutely LOVE it!!!  lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7zcnYZAPI/AAAAAAAAALI/frcXqLhj_5I/s1600-h/DSC_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7zcnYZAPI/AAAAAAAAALI/frcXqLhj_5I/s200/DSC_0696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106786700417892594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-8140661461731617410?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/8140661461731617410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=8140661461731617410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/8140661461731617410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/8140661461731617410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/09/room-remodel.html' title='Room remodel!!!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7xn3YZAGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Atnxxf8zoAY/s72-c/DSC_0665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-8022030379747492516</id><published>2007-09-05T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T10:54:07.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gonna be a Great Aunt!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7suHYZABI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qbLOFohnFqQ/s1600-h/DSC_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7suHYZABI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qbLOFohnFqQ/s200/DSC_0676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106779304484208658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow!  I still cannot believe that Nichole is gonna be a mom...I mean, I'm not surprised AT ALL cuz she's always had that "motherly instinct" ever since she was like 7 or 8!  She's about 4 months pregnant and is BARELY starting to show...she asked me to take pics of her every month and then make her a scrapbook...you know I am MORE than happy to!!!  Here are some pics that we shot in my empty room (more on that later)...it was funny cuz Nichole didn't want anyone in the room when we took the pics so Kim, Krista, and Wendy were in my backyard peeking thru the window...I think they indulged a little too much that night!  lol.  Isn't Nichole looking sooooo cute???&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7sknYZAAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bPqz8TizdNA/s1600-h/DSC_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7sknYZAAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bPqz8TizdNA/s200/DSC_0675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106779141275451394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7sanYY_-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/gmxKwmHXHMg/s1600-h/DSC_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7sanYY_-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/gmxKwmHXHMg/s200/DSC_0672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106778969476759522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7sgHYY__I/AAAAAAAAAJI/vR3QflYoms8/s1600-h/DSC_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7sgHYY__I/AAAAAAAAAJI/vR3QflYoms8/s200/DSC_0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106779063966040050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7sWHYY_9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/cEZ0P8HIgqE/s1600-h/DSC_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7sWHYY_9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/cEZ0P8HIgqE/s200/DSC_0671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106778892167348178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7sN3YY_8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/fJY7PcxFHQo/s1600-h/DSC_0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7sN3YY_8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/fJY7PcxFHQo/s200/DSC_0667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106778750433427394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-8022030379747492516?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/8022030379747492516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=8022030379747492516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/8022030379747492516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/8022030379747492516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-gonna-be-great-aunt.html' title='I&apos;m gonna be a Great Aunt!!!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7suHYZABI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qbLOFohnFqQ/s72-c/DSC_0676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-5780949662326718834</id><published>2007-09-05T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T10:42:20.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR HOUSE GOT TP'd!!!</title><content type='html'>Some people call it "rolling"...we call it tp'ing...all in all - it's just something fun (usually) that the kids do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one Friday morning when I was getting ready for work, I looked out the kitchen window and noticed something white on the lawn...since Mark's birthday was a few days before, I figured it was just a left over streamer...and me being me, I was running late, so I thought nothing of it...and continued to make my lunch.  After my lunch was made, I kissed the hubby goodbye and left...this is what I saw when I opened the door:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7o03YY_6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/DRJCBx4yYWE/s1600-h/DSC_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7o03YY_6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/DRJCBx4yYWE/s320/DSC_0660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106775022401814434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7ov3YY_5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/5jlHIjPX-q4/s1600-h/DSC_0659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7ov3YY_5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/5jlHIjPX-q4/s320/DSC_0659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106774936502468498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7oqHYY_4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6p_4Rwq_3gA/s1600-h/DSC_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7oqHYY_4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6p_4Rwq_3gA/s320/DSC_0658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106774837718220674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7ogXYY_2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/0wYw48vz3D0/s1600-h/DSC_0656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7ogXYY_2I/AAAAAAAAAIA/0wYw48vz3D0/s320/DSC_0656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106774670214496098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7ol3YY_3I/AAAAAAAAAII/fCWmqAOYgwI/s1600-h/DSC_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7ol3YY_3I/AAAAAAAAAII/fCWmqAOYgwI/s320/DSC_0657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106774764703776626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7n0HYY_zI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OADBfOBAC1c/s1600-h/DSC_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7n0HYY_zI/AAAAAAAAAHo/OADBfOBAC1c/s320/DSC_0653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106773910005284658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7oOHYY_0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/JcO4ih7R3fA/s1600-h/DSC_0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7oOHYY_0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/JcO4ih7R3fA/s320/DSC_0654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106774356681883458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7oWnYY_1I/AAAAAAAAAH4/BUHjTTUDmxA/s1600-h/DSC_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7oWnYY_1I/AAAAAAAAAH4/BUHjTTUDmxA/s320/DSC_0655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106774502710771538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keep in mind, it was dark when I left, so of course, me being the scrapbooking mamma that I am, had Markie take these pics before they cleaned up the mess!!!  lol.  We know who did it...it was some of the boys girl friends -  of course!  They posted pics of them doing it on My Space...DUH!!!  lol.  I can't wait to get'em back...you know what they say about payback!!!  I think they started a war.  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the pic of Casey that was posted on MySpace...too funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7p_nYY_7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Mdy4vP49vfg/s1600-h/tp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7p_nYY_7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Mdy4vP49vfg/s320/tp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106776306597035954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for a few more posts!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-5780949662326718834?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/5780949662326718834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=5780949662326718834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/5780949662326718834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/5780949662326718834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/09/our-house-got-tpd.html' title='OUR HOUSE GOT TP&apos;d!!!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rt7o03YY_6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/DRJCBx4yYWE/s72-c/DSC_0660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-624240326490323887</id><published>2007-09-05T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T10:27:38.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOTS to blog about!!!!!</title><content type='html'>It's been quite a while since I blogged!!!!  Wouldn't you say???  I'll be posting individual messages about everything I want to blog about.  lol.  I'm a dork, I know!!!  Here's the stuff I'll be blogging about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;our house getting TP'd...yeah - that's what happens when you have teenagers!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nichole's expecting!!!  She looks sooo cute!!!!  I am gonna be a great aunt!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our room remodel...lot's of work, but SOOO worth it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The 1st day of school...yep - that was today!!!  Markie &amp; Angel are pros at it now...but Diego was sooooo excited to start 2nd grade.  lol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Off to write my 1st post....the TP'ing incident...lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-624240326490323887?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/624240326490323887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=624240326490323887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/624240326490323887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/624240326490323887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/09/lots-to-blog-about.html' title='LOTS to blog about!!!!!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-2533861225720745874</id><published>2007-08-26T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T11:50:56.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya heard??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RtHLgXYY_yI/AAAAAAAAAHg/thfzUr7xTzE/s1600-h/prince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RtHLgXYY_yI/AAAAAAAAAHg/thfzUr7xTzE/s320/prince.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103083609680052002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will my budget POSSIBLY allow me to see this man twice in a year??  HELL EFF-ING yeah...where there's a will, there's a way!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://prince.org/msg/12/241168"&gt;Prince in SF in November...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love this man...crazy, I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-2533861225720745874?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/2533861225720745874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=2533861225720745874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/2533861225720745874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/2533861225720745874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/08/ya-heard.html' title='Ya heard??'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RtHLgXYY_yI/AAAAAAAAAHg/thfzUr7xTzE/s72-c/prince.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-8441626276950927673</id><published>2007-08-25T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:23:21.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated and confused...</title><content type='html'>Probably the most that I've been in a real long time.  Things are cool on the homefront...but like I said in a previous post...we'll never be "them"...which is really unfortunate.  If she knew how much love we have for her...I'm sure things would be different.  When she's older, I'm sure she'll understand.  I just wish we meant as much to her as she does to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AOMM/FIMH...lbz6389.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a funnier note, I'll be posting pics tomorrow of our house looked when I left for work Friday morning.  It got tp'd.  We know who did it...and I know it was all in fun.  I'm not mad about it AT ALL...matter of fact, I'm excited...cuz you know what they say about payback...it's a bitch.  LMFAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-8441626276950927673?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/8441626276950927673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=8441626276950927673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/8441626276950927673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/8441626276950927673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/08/frustrated-and-confused.html' title='Frustrated and confused...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-250555026415978522</id><published>2007-08-21T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:24:35.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14 years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rsr1pHYY_vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/c15CcIlHno0/s1600-h/wedding3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101159614655299314" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rsr1pHYY_vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/c15CcIlHno0/s320/wedding3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;You're still the one...&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101159782159023874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rsr1y3YY_wI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IFf2lat41DY/s320/wedding2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rsr1-XYY_xI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9PBa3g6x6BY/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101159979727519506" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rsr1-XYY_xI/AAAAAAAAAHY/9PBa3g6x6BY/s320/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-250555026415978522?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/250555026415978522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=250555026415978522&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/250555026415978522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/250555026415978522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/08/14-years.html' title='14 years...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rsr1pHYY_vI/AAAAAAAAAHI/c15CcIlHno0/s72-c/wedding3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-3941659093003450196</id><published>2007-08-15T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T06:57:15.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll never be "them"</title><content type='html'>...and she'll never need us as much as we need her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-3941659093003450196?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/3941659093003450196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=3941659093003450196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/3941659093003450196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/3941659093003450196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/08/well-never-be-them.html' title='We&apos;ll never be &quot;them&quot;'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-1330349441414835359</id><published>2007-08-14T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T07:13:31.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I cried yesterday...</title><content type='html'>and nobody will ever understand why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-1330349441414835359?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/1330349441414835359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=1330349441414835359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/1330349441414835359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/1330349441414835359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-cried-yesterday.html' title='I cried yesterday...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-1337592438084407318</id><published>2007-07-26T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T07:25:30.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I used to write poety...</title><content type='html'>I bet u didn't know that, huh? Well - yeah, I did. Gave that shit up a long time ago. I'm sure if I tried to put my pen to paper it would be very therapeutic...especially with all of the things that are going on in my life lately...I'm sure my poems these days would be much different from ones that I wrote say 5-10 years ago. Back then they were filled with so many questions (that have since been answered)...now they would probably just be filled with hate and bitterness...anyways! I tell you this because I recently came across something that I wrote about 5 years ago...on Laura's 13th birthday. I still can't believe she's already 18. Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 Years Old Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful daughter will you ever know&lt;br /&gt;How much I miss and love you so?&lt;br /&gt;Not a day has gone by that I didn't think of you&lt;br /&gt;Where you are, what you're doing&lt;br /&gt;Do you think of me too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things that I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;I've never endured more pain than the day I let you go.&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside I knew it was best&lt;br /&gt;but since that day&lt;br /&gt;My heart has yet to rest.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the hospital with empty arms&lt;br /&gt;Made me fall apart&lt;br /&gt;For when you left, you took my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 years old today, wow time sure does fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 years old - that's when I met your father&lt;br /&gt;So young, so carefree, never knowing together we'd have a daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A daughter we had,&lt;br /&gt;A decision we faced,&lt;br /&gt;The decision we made&lt;br /&gt;Was to have you placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placed for adoption is what we had to do&lt;br /&gt;We were so young, remember?&lt;br /&gt;There was no way we could have taken care of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where it ends. If my memory serves me correctly, when I was writing this poem, I was so overcome with emotion I had to stop. Kinda makes me want to pick up where I left off...kinda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-1337592438084407318?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/1337592438084407318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=1337592438084407318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/1337592438084407318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/1337592438084407318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-used-to-write-poety.html' title='I used to write poety...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-4514495624317486747</id><published>2007-07-12T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T15:16:51.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RpamtIFr6dI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YZQlglvjwVg/s1600-h/3.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086436123357211090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RpamtIFr6dI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YZQlglvjwVg/s320/3.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As I'm sure you are all aware by now, our summer totally started off with a bang! We've had soooo much going on, hopefully I will keep this brief..at least I will try!&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;The week after school let out, I took the boys on a vacation...we went to San Diego for 6 days. Sooooo much fun. We went to &lt;a href="http://4adventure.com/SWC/default.aspx"&gt;Sea World&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.legoland.com/California.htm"&gt;Lego Land&lt;/a&gt;, Seaport Village, Imperial Beach, Laguna Beach (where I had THE BEST caramel apple), Chula Vista (for dinner with Tia Aurora - ask me about Angel &amp; his lemon for the SAL-MON!), Downtown San Diego - for dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.bucadibeppo.com/"&gt;Bucca di Beppo &lt;/a&gt;(this restaurant ROCKS my socks...I am sooo glad that they have them up here in Northern Cali! It's a chain, so they have them everywhere. If you haven't been, you need to go! Especially if you like Italian food!), we went to &lt;a href="http://bodiestheexhibition.com/"&gt;this exhibit&lt;/a&gt;...it sounds kinda morbid, but it is a must if it comes to your town! We also went to a few malls...and I got the BEST pedicure ever!!! I actually still have it, it's lasted all this time! We had a lil incident with our rental car...those of you who are close to me know what it was...I'd rather not accounce it here! Let's see...I think that was about it for our San Diego vacation!! Here are some pics from that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086435809824598466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rpama4Fr6cI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dBwoqRfPoHk/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rpam24Fr6eI/AAAAAAAAAGI/A-PSwADqKIw/s1600-h/a&amp;d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086436290860935650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rpam24Fr6eI/AAAAAAAAAGI/A-PSwADqKIw/s320/a%26d2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086436424004921842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rpam-oFr6fI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/vT6eqO7ZR8A/s320/a%26d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RpanXYFr6iI/AAAAAAAAAGo/evztCyGZ9Bc/s1600-h/me&amp;d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086436849206684194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RpanXYFr6iI/AAAAAAAAAGo/evztCyGZ9Bc/s320/me%26d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RpanMIFr6gI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3LVe4k7sSH4/s1600-h/lb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086436655933155842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RpanMIFr6gI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3LVe4k7sSH4/s320/lb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RpamLoFr6aI/AAAAAAAAAFo/aItVgn7T3uw/s1600-h/3.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086435547831593378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RpamLoFr6aI/AAAAAAAAAFo/aItVgn7T3uw/s320/3.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086436754717403666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RpanR4Fr6hI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sBszGNHGaSI/s320/m%26d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;More to come a lil later...I have a lot to share...we've been to the County Fair, Great America (TWICE), I went to a 12 hour crop, oh!  and I started my cake decorating classes!!!  YAY ME!  That is something that I have ALWAYS wanted to do, so that excites me, big time...anyways - more to come...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace.out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~karla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-4514495624317486747?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/4514495624317486747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=4514495624317486747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/4514495624317486747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/4514495624317486747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/07/summertime-fun.html' title='Summertime Fun!!!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RpamtIFr6dI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YZQlglvjwVg/s72-c/3.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-5807464048315474293</id><published>2007-07-05T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T08:18:21.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE...</title><content type='html'>Sorry it's been a while since I've updated!  Ummm...we've been super busy this summer...San Diego, summer school, spending time w/Laura, summer camp, the Fair, spending time with family, getting my marriage back on track (yes!  That's important too!!).  So since I have a few days off I will most likely be updating the lil 'ol blog with some pics here in the next day or so...keep checking back for updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~karla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-5807464048315474293?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/5807464048315474293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=5807464048315474293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/5807464048315474293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/5807464048315474293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/07/update.html' title='UPDATE...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-6533416954369768650</id><published>2007-06-14T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T09:38:54.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>**Planet Earth**</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NEW ALBUM DROPPING 7-24-07...I can't wait! Wahoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075959309922999058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RnFuGUpMGxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CFqLA8yoTOE/s320/planetearth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-6533416954369768650?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/6533416954369768650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=6533416954369768650&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/6533416954369768650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/6533416954369768650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/06/planet-earth.html' title='**Planet Earth**'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RnFuGUpMGxI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CFqLA8yoTOE/s72-c/planetearth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-1236894301648320650</id><published>2007-06-12T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:31:56.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mormon Tabernacle Choir!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only my sisters would understand that title...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only my sisters would make me laugh so hard while driving that I have to pull over so I don't wreck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only my sisters would order a cake with the MTC title on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only my sisters would burp &amp; fart like men &amp;amp; not think anything of it...just laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only my sisters can make up some stupid ass shit and it sticks...for years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only my sisters would tell me I'm adopted...out of love.  WTF?  lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only my sisters would stick with me thru thick &amp; thin...no matter what, and make me believe that everything is gonna be ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only my sisters...they are the ones who are always there for me, no matter what.  I love them to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075287714476858082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rm8LSUpMGuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/dSz0zujgMqA/s320/193020917109_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075287851915811570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rm8LaUpMGvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/N4IBUiY5K6U/s320/612699817109_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075288023714503426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rm8LkUpMGwI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YZI48n7X-FQ/s320/853020917109_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&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/947382359066895241-1236894301648320650?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/1236894301648320650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=1236894301648320650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/1236894301648320650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/1236894301648320650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/06/mormon-tabernacle-choir.html' title='Mormon Tabernacle Choir!!!!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rm8LSUpMGuI/AAAAAAAAAFA/dSz0zujgMqA/s72-c/193020917109_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-852690982303124316</id><published>2007-06-04T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T11:25:52.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RmRY-rWutnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/34d-f3iuNJs/s1600-h/me&amp;l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072276914139215474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RmRY-rWutnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/34d-f3iuNJs/s320/me%26l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18 years…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot can (and has) happened in 18 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only takes 9 months before a baby is born. If you give that baby up for adoption, you remember that baby for a lifetime. Not a day passes that you don’t think of the baby. You wonder so many things. You wonder what the baby was like…as a toddler, as a pre teen, as a teenager. You wonder if the baby, as a toddler, threw temper tantrums, if the baby, as a child, was a picky eater. You wonder if the baby, as a teenager, respects her parents. You wonder what extra curricular activities your baby, is involved in. Music, sports, theatre, dancing? Anything is possible. For this baby anything is possible. That is why you gave the baby up, right? To make sure she knows anything in life is possible. To make sure that she has opportunities given to her, that would not have been, had she stayed with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dream of the day that the baby turns 18, don’t you? You dream of reuniting with your baby, because you just KNOW she is gonna come looking for you. You will finally be able to get answers to all of your questions about her life. You dream of the day that you get a knock at the door…or a late night phone call asking, “Are you my mother?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you get lucky. It happens before the baby is 18. Maybe it happens when she is 16. You spend a few years talking over the computer. You really get to know the baby, who is now a teenager. Who is now 18, and adult, she’s working; she’s even registered to vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything’s possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I should have posted this yesterday since it WAS Laura’s 18th birthday. But, just like every other June 3rd, it was an emotional day. I may have hid it, just like every other June 3rd, by taking the boys shopping and spending time with my family. But it wasn’t just another June 3rd. This was the 1st time in 18 years that we actually were able to call her and tell her Happy Birthday. We sung to her over the phone. Awesome. I always hoped that it would happen, but never thought it would. I am so grateful for the relationship that we are building. I love her so much. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. About the dinner that her mom was making. Steak, cuz it’s her favorite. I know cuz that’s what she told me. I wish she could have spent time with us yesterday…but anytime she spends with us is special…whether it’s her birthday, or not. Mark must have been thinking about her a lot yesterday too. He woke up talking in his sleep, asking if she was here. I told him no, cuz physically, she wasn’t. But mentally she is. She always has been. In our hearts…and in our minds. Forever and Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th birthday Mija…we love you so much.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RmRZGbWutoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/pr3Xi4B6mAM/s1600-h/5-27.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072277047283201666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RmRZGbWutoI/AAAAAAAAAE4/pr3Xi4B6mAM/s320/5-27.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-852690982303124316?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/852690982303124316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=852690982303124316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/852690982303124316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/852690982303124316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/06/18-years.html' title='18 years.'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RmRY-rWutnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/34d-f3iuNJs/s72-c/me%26l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-4698988620950304256</id><published>2007-05-31T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T12:35:12.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We ARE a family of 6!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;In case you forgot...cuz I know we did!  lol.  We are so used to having a family of 5, it was funny when Laura came over for dinner on Tuesday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So we got Chinese food.  Our table is really small...it barely fits the 4 half broken chairs that we have...we always have to roll over the chair from the computer desk for the 5th person.  Well - this night, we needed 2 extra chairs!  Luckily we still had the chairs from the bbq in the backyard, so we just used one of those.  So we sit down to eat...Mark had gotten the plates...well - there were only 5.  Oh no!  So I get up to get another.  So we all serve ourselves and are about to eat.  Crap...only 5 forks!!!  So I get up to get another.  So we're eating...having good conversation.  It was so cool to have Laura there for dinner.  Well, we had taken cans of soda to the table...and in the middle of dinner, Angel says, "Where's my soda?"  Yup - you guessed it...whoever put the sodas on the table, only put 5!!!  ACK!   So I got up to get another...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;We are so used to 5 of everything...guess we better rethink that, huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;She stayed a long time...and everybody was so happy.  I wish every night could be like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Diego couldn't get enough of her...he was acting so silly.  At one point, we were in the living room watching old home movies, I was sitting on the floor &amp; Diego was laying on Laur's lap.  She was rubbing his hair, I think...I know he loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Her and Angel started play fighting...at one point he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder.  HILARIOUS!!!  We were all cracking up.  She couldn't believe that Angel picked her up like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Before she left, she helped Markie with his geometry homework.  A sight I never thought I'd see.  I saved her scratch paper.  Just so I can look at her writing.  lol.  I didn't think that was weird, but now that I wrote it, it sounds kinda weird.  Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This blog post was brought to you by the number 6 and the letter L!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;peace.out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;~karla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-4698988620950304256?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/4698988620950304256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=4698988620950304256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/4698988620950304256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/4698988620950304256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-are-family-of-6.html' title='We ARE a family of 6!!!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-6885351674809959111</id><published>2007-05-30T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:06:42.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday Weekend Wrap Up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3XVbWutkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Acp6G8iqZyU/s1600-h/5-27.12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070445518609364546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3XVbWutkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Acp6G8iqZyU/s320/5-27.12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You like that title, huh? lol. I thought it was pretty cool too. Ur probably asking urself why I'm writing this in this color...it's just to pay homage to the Tiffany's necklace that I bought Laura. lol. I can't wait to buy myself something from that store...I think in September...&lt;/span&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;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So - it's been a while since we last talked. lol. Not really sure where to start...I guess with the BIGGEST event this past weekend, the party! It was a SUCCESS!! Obviously, I couldn't have done it with out the help of everybody, so if any of you are reading this - THANKS A MILLION! I mean that from the bottom of my heart. If you did something big or something small to contribute to this very special day, believe me - it didn't go unnoticed!! Thanks to Sarah for EVERYTHING, to Angelo &amp; Jimi for setting up the volleyball net, to Rudy &amp;amp; the band and AB for all of the entertainment, to Suzy for coming out &amp; taking pictures (it was so nice to not have a camera in my face! So I will actually be IN the pictures!), to everyone who brought food, to my sister Kim for picking up the cake, the list goes on and on...Mark made a speech that had everyone in tears. lol. I'm so happy that she got to meet some of her family. Little does she know, that was a VERY small portion of it!!! When it was time for her to leave, Mark went on the mic to let everyone know...well - everyone lined up to give her a hug goodbye...it reminded me of a money dance at a wedding!! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AB getting the party started!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070444247299044802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3WLbWutcI/AAAAAAAAADY/uXAaGBlMAzQ/s320/5-27.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070444182874535346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3WHrWutbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/n84bcAQVMQA/s320/5-27.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But of course...there was a lil bit of drama - I'll try and keep this short. So I knew that I wanted to get Laura something from &lt;a href="http://www.tiffany.com/"&gt;Tiffany's&lt;/a&gt;. Well - there is one at Valley Fair...not too far...so Mark &amp; I headed there Friday night. We left a little late cuz you know it takes him FOREVER to get ready...so we musta left our house about 715-730pm. Well - not being real familiar with Valley Fair Mall, it took us a minute to find the store. We finally found it...and it was closed. WTF? Apparently it closes an hour before the mall closes. Not a big deal...I tell Mark that I will come back on Saturday. So, that's what I did. Diego and I headed there on Saturday. I knew that they had a Lego store there, so I told Diego that if he behaved I would get him something. He's such a good kid, I had no doubt that he would behave. So we get to Tiffany's...I pick out the necklace (I already knew which one I wanted cuz I saw it on the website!)...great. Mission Accomplished, right? Not just yet! So the salesperson asked if I wanted something engraved...I knew I did...I just didn't know what. I told her yes, that I wanted it engraved. She said, "ok - that'll take an extra 3 days." ACK! I told her that I didn't have 3 days! I needed it NOW! lol. So she said - "well, we can put a rush on it...you'll have it by tomorrow." Tomorrow was Sunday. There was NO WAY I was gonna do ANY running around that day. So I told her I couldn't do that either. This is the funny part...so she kinda leans over the counter...and whispers to me..."well you can go upstairs to Things Remembered and have it done there." I know she probably wasn't supposed to do that, but I thought it was cool that she did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So...I get the necklace, head upstairs to Things Remembered...they said that it would take an hour and a half...not a big deal since Diego &amp;amp; I hadn't eaten lunch yet. So I figured we could eat lunch &amp; I would take him to the Lego store while we waited. So that's what we did. I also bought myself an outift and Diego a pair of shoes. Now I can say Mission Accomplished! lol.  Here is a pic of her opening her gift!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070445136357275138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3W_LWutgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/x0fIa_VuS4Y/s320/5-27.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Here are some pics from Sunday...I haven't gotten any others from anybody, nor have I gotten the ones from Suzy. Hopefully you can tell by looking at them what a good time we had!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Laura came over lastnight too...it was so cool to have her there. It felt good. It's been a long time coming and we've missed her so much. I will blog about that later...or tomorrow..I have some funny stories to share about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;until then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;~k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WE ARE COMPLETE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070445591623808594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3XZrWutlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xei1H_txvrM/s320/5-27.13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070444376148063714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3WS7WuteI/AAAAAAAAADo/FI2Ju76mEAQ/s320/5-27.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070444947378714098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3W0LWutfI/AAAAAAAAADw/fOZJdnxzXk4/s320/5-27.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070445372580476466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3XM7WutjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JNybWvelSl8/s320/5-27.11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070445299566032418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3XIrWutiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wfuiSyq_NIM/s320/5-27.9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070445205076751890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3XDLWuthI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QnhAhXyUGSI/s320/5-27.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070445698997991010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3Xf7WutmI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Zg3TQknJ-uc/s320/5-27.143.jpg" border="0" /&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/947382359066895241-6885351674809959111?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/6885351674809959111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=6885351674809959111&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/6885351674809959111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/6885351674809959111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/05/wednesday-weekend-wrap-up.html' title='Wednesday Weekend Wrap Up!!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Rl3XVbWutkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Acp6G8iqZyU/s72-c/5-27.12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-4147555770674873180</id><published>2007-05-25T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T09:01:16.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well - the weekend is just about here! I can't believe it. We are having Laura's birthday bbq this weekend. I'm nervous, scared, excited...feeling so many different emotions! I'm nervous about what everybody's gonna think...although I know I shouldn't be. I really don't care what everybody thinks. I'm scared that something may come up with her family...maybe she won't be able to make it. That would SUCK... And of course I am soooo excited. The boys are gonna play the song they wrote for her! They are gonna play an acoustic version. Rudy &amp; his band are gonna play...and AB is gonna DJ &amp;amp; have the karaoke equipment there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to this just being immediate family...and having the bbq at our house??? Now it's at a park!!! lol. ACK!! Oh well - I guess that's what we get for having such a BIG family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully no drama on Sunday and no stress either! I will report on Monday or Tuesday how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a SAFE and happy 3 day weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-4147555770674873180?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/4147555770674873180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=4147555770674873180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/4147555770674873180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/4147555770674873180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/05/tgif.html' title='TGIF!!!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-4543004578247316088</id><published>2007-05-21T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:27:06.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His white-hot Purpleness and Sheila E. in concert? Priceless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RlJG0bWutaI/AAAAAAAAADI/3kzPS5qZ9RA/s1600-h/orpheum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067190397255464354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RlJG0bWutaI/AAAAAAAAADI/3kzPS5qZ9RA/s320/orpheum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I did NOT write this...but I couldn't have said it better myself!!! I had a blast, of course...I went crazy when he asked the audience "who wants to dance with me???" I ran up the aisle, waving my hands in the air yelling "pick me, pick me!!!". He musta thought I was a mad woman! Wait - maybe that's why he DIDN'T pick me! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las Vegas has not been lost on Prince. When he walked onstage at the Orpheum Theatre on Saturday, as his huge, crunching band crashed down on the end of a walloping "Down by the Riverside," and as he tossed his dark glasses into the audience and took a deep bow, Prince made the place feel like the big room of a casino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a three-month run at the Rio Hotel and Casino, his Purpleness would appear to be a different entertainer. He brought his new revue-style show to town as part of a credit card promotion, "Traveling Through Life Presented by Citi/AAdvantage," where only people who signed up for credit card service could buy tickets to the concert. As a result, he gave this spectacular, intimate concert to a houseful of curious, upscale onlookers, not his rabid fans. There was barely a purple outfit in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince is the artist currently at the absolute top of his game, the prime of his life, 20 years after all the hits. His breathtaking halftime performance at this year's Super Bowl served notice on the entire nation. With the death of James Brown and the banishment to Dubai of Michael Jackson, today Prince is Soul Brother No. 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Orpheum, he was a dazzling sight in all white. His falsetto swooped and soared. His guitar playing rivaled Hendrix. His crack band executed like a gleaming, supersonic machine. He drew his set list from the far corners of his songbook, everything except his hits -- despite him muttering, "So many hits, so little time," as he launched "Lolita" from the "3121" CD. Huh? But he never let up the intensity, even if he relied heavily on slow, syrupy ballads. He opened with a long, slow blues, "Satisfied," cutting straight to the smoldering eroticism that is his specialty. Before he even took the stage, he let the Escovedo family warm up the band with molten Latin percussion, followed by Sheila E. doing "The Glamorous Life," the song he wrote and produced for the Latina bombshell in 1984.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used Brown's famous saxophonist Maceo Parker ("take me to the bridge ...") and brought out Sly and the Family Stone bassist Larry Graham for a couple of Sly Stone numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time he brought back Sheila E. for "A Love Bizarre," he had the crowd exhausted, disoriented, delirious. If it had been a house of his people -- rather than the credit card company's customers -- they would have torn the walls down. The band is powered by bassist Josh Dunham and his amazing wife, drummer Cora Dunham-Coleman, who hands down wins most valuable player award for the night. Prince himself supplied the sensational lead guitar -- played an exquisite B.B. King on "Rock Me Baby" -- and when he wasn't doing that, he was dancing like Nureyev on speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocalist Shelby Johnson brought old-fashioned soul to the sound and, as if to make the point, even sang a heated version of Aretha Franklin's "I Never Loved a Man." Two additional background vocalists, all long legs and bottoms and very little skirt, brought a lot of motion to the show with the sort of dancing not often seen outside gentlemen's clubs. When Prince and Sheila E. dragged 15 or so goofballs out of the front rows to dance with the band, it was controlled chaos onstage and Prince made the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He used a lot of purple backlighting and frequently asked for the already dim lights to be dropped even lower. "Make it sexy," he would say, and the lights would go out. Not using spotlights may help preserve his delicious, mysterious image, but over-driving the sound -- another Prince concert hallmark -- just muddies the delivery. His band is so killer, his singing so great, it's a shame to lose all the nuances in the electric din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the two and a half hour performance, when he finally gave them a hit, the inevitable "Purple Rain," he had taken these people on a trip -- a challenging, demanding, thrilling, dizzying ride. These credit card holders may have walked in wondering just who this guy was and what he was all about, but he let them know.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-4543004578247316088?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/4543004578247316088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=4543004578247316088&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/4543004578247316088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/4543004578247316088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/05/his-white-hot-purpleness-and-sheila-e.html' title='His white-hot Purpleness and Sheila E. in concert? Priceless.'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RlJG0bWutaI/AAAAAAAAADI/3kzPS5qZ9RA/s72-c/orpheum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-4856136565033725836</id><published>2007-05-19T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T12:30:49.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lastnight...</title><content type='html'>UGH!  So I had this cool post about lastnight...not sure what happened, but it got deleted.  UGH.  I hate when that happens.  So anyway...all I'm sharing are the pics.  lol.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:600px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://wmg.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://wmg.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/1179602837.pbw" height="180" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt; href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/?action=view&amp;current=1179602837.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshow?action=landing" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-4856136565033725836?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/4856136565033725836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=4856136565033725836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/4856136565033725836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/4856136565033725836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/05/lastnight.html' title='Lastnight...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-6610967502700724116</id><published>2007-05-19T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T15:02:58.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TONIGHT...and Lastnight...</title><content type='html'>Welp - the "big day" is here! Tonight is the concert and I cannot wait...8pm won't be here fast enough! But I hate it cuz it'll be over before you know it. I can't believe I will be in the same room as "His Royal Badness" tonight! YIPEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastnight...celebrated my dad's birthday...started out with dinner at Strizzi's &amp; then we went to the SaddleRack. We had a blast!! Hanging out with my sisters is always so much fun! I laughed until I cried. It was one of the best times, ever. Seeing Daddy &amp;amp; Carole dance was so cute. My sisters and I even made up a few new words and games...lol. Note to self: remember "the poke game" (u had to be there to understand), "I learned it from hearing you!", the nice display of rasberries, mint leaf and cheesecake that Kim constructed, Nichole's driving (sorry mija!), "he's from Illi-moy!!", and of course - all of the Prince jokes that I suffered ALL THRU DINNER! Thanks guys...I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to NOT remember - the fight Mark &amp;amp; I got into when I got home and the headache I woke up with...UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics from lastnight! Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-6610967502700724116?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/6610967502700724116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/6610967502700724116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/05/tonightand-lastnight.html' title='TONIGHT...and Lastnight...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-1944008021176681257</id><published>2007-05-15T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T12:20:38.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONLY....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE&lt;br /&gt;DAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More excited than I have been in a very, very, very, very, very, very, very long time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-1944008021176681257?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/1944008021176681257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=1944008021176681257&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/1944008021176681257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/1944008021176681257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/05/only.html' title='ONLY....'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-3246647868336530053</id><published>2007-05-15T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T08:54:16.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This past weekend...</title><content type='html'>went by too fast...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Crystal's Senior Ball &amp; Sunday - Mother's Day...we went to Pasta Pelican in Alameda...here are a few pics for your enjoyment!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://wmg.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://wmg.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/Crystals Sr Ball/1179243778.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/Crystals%20Sr%20Ball/?action=view&amp;current=1179243778.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshow?action=landing" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTHER'S DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://wmg.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://wmg.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/1179244440.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_logo.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/?action=view&amp;current=1179244440.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_viewshow.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshow?action=landing" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/album/slideshow/wrapper_getyourown.gif" style="float:right;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-3246647868336530053?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/3246647868336530053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=3246647868336530053&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/3246647868336530053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/3246647868336530053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-past-weekend.html' title='This past weekend...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-5608257220937615395</id><published>2007-05-14T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T13:07:03.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego...here we come!</title><content type='html'>So I heard an advertisement that you can fly on Southwest for SUPER cheap...since I have vacation coming up next month, I decided to take a gander at the prices.  They weren't lying when they said CHEAP!  I got 4 round trip tickets...yes, only 4 - that means me &amp; my boys...no DH - for $355.00!  There are several reason why he's not coming...the most important being, he's got a lot of job interviews &amp; testing coming up.  Hopefully he's working by then!  That'll be a good thing...hell - that'll be a GREAT thing.  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we will have 4 full days in sunny San Diego.  It's exciting cuz we've never done anything like this before...just me &amp; the kids.  I'm REALLY looking forward to it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully later I'll post some pics from Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;~karla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-5608257220937615395?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/5608257220937615395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=5608257220937615395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/5608257220937615395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/5608257220937615395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/05/san-diegohere-we-come.html' title='San Diego...here we come!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-3932222137218280145</id><published>2007-05-09T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T20:57:17.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOTS of new stuff!!  Leave me some love!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0443.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0440-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0440-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0441-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0441-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0442.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0439-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0439-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0460.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0461.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0463.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0459.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0462.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-3932222137218280145?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/3932222137218280145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=3932222137218280145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/3932222137218280145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/3932222137218280145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/05/lots-of-new-stuff-leave-me-some-love.html' title='LOTS of new stuff!!  Leave me some love!!!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-7816088285947909924</id><published>2007-05-08T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T12:08:45.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!</title><content type='html'>Look what I bought:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062268540468383682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RkDKaqBAz8I/AAAAAAAAACU/ad6EM6b_7hE/s320/camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am soooo excited!  It took me 3 stores to find it...I love it already and I haven't even taken any pictures yet!  I guess it's the whole &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;purple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; factor!!  LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Leave me some love!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~karla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-7816088285947909924?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/7816088285947909924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=7816088285947909924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/7816088285947909924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/7816088285947909924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/05/yay.html' title='YAY!!!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RkDKaqBAz8I/AAAAAAAAACU/ad6EM6b_7hE/s72-c/camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-1307150507189600903</id><published>2007-05-07T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T11:18:33.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even tho' the sun is shining...I see nothing but clouds &amp; rain...</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling this song today...Epiphany by Staind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your words to me just a whisper&lt;br /&gt;Your face is so unclear&lt;br /&gt;I try to pay attention&lt;br /&gt;Your words just disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's always raining in my head&lt;br /&gt;Forget all the things I should have said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I speak to you in riddles&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my words get in my way.&lt;br /&gt;I smoke the whole thing to my head&lt;br /&gt;And feel it wash away&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't take anymore of this,&lt;br /&gt;I want to come apart,&lt;br /&gt;or dig myself a little hole&lt;br /&gt;Inside your precious heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's always raining in my head&lt;br /&gt;Forget all the things I should have said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nothing more than&lt;br /&gt;A little boy inside&lt;br /&gt;That cries out for attention,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I always try to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I talk to you like children,&lt;br /&gt;Though I don't know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'll do the right thing&lt;br /&gt;If the right thing is revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's always raining in my head&lt;br /&gt;Forget all the things I should have said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-1307150507189600903?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/1307150507189600903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=1307150507189600903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/1307150507189600903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/1307150507189600903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/05/even-tho-sun-is-shiningi-see-nothing.html' title='Even tho&apos; the sun is shining...I see nothing but clouds &amp; rain...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-7416665528306137366</id><published>2007-04-23T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T12:04:42.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like crap...</title><content type='html'>PMS sucks...I hate being bloated. Nothing to write...the weekend was cool, but too short as always. Here's something cool that I stole from my friend Sofia...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056701242532648834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Ri0C_RBvV4I/AAAAAAAAACM/hzi-TPjLqek/s320/prod_659_35974.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted some of my layouts on 2P's yesterday...maybe I'll post them here...if I feel like it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~karla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-7416665528306137366?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/7416665528306137366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=7416665528306137366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/7416665528306137366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/7416665528306137366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-feel-like-crap.html' title='I feel like crap...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/Ri0C_RBvV4I/AAAAAAAAACM/hzi-TPjLqek/s72-c/prod_659_35974.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-6525258028327359304</id><published>2007-04-20T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T13:19:49.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Less than a month left...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;29 days to be exact!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055607589240264562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RikgURBvV3I/AAAAAAAAACE/-4IlmvXB_xY/s320/prince.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-6525258028327359304?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/6525258028327359304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=6525258028327359304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/6525258028327359304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/6525258028327359304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/04/less-than-month-left.html' title='Less than a month left...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RikgURBvV3I/AAAAAAAAACE/-4IlmvXB_xY/s72-c/prince.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-3849327485937488724</id><published>2007-04-18T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T20:58:09.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has the time gone?</title><content type='html'>So today I'm emailing back &amp; forth with Laura and she tells me that we should have a party...so she can meet the family. I'm soooo excited and so ready to do this! I always knew it would happen, but I've never pressured her to meet anyone...I knew that she'd want to do it when SHE was ready...welp - looks like that time has come! I'm getting SO excited! Just to have her there with everybody...our circle is gonna be complete!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since her birthday is only a week later, it's gonna be an early birthday party!! 18 years old! Can you believe it? I can remember the day I had her...as if it were yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants Mexican food - go figure! lol. I wanna do it big...a DJ? Maybe ask Suzy to come and take pictures...I will be to distracted to do it!! Besides, maybe we can do an impromptu photo shoot since the whole familia is gonna be there!!! May 27th - mark your calendar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU MIJA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054878436394464722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RiaJJ_AS9dI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M2SiXsh82vE/s320/Laurab%26w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-3849327485937488724?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/3849327485937488724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=3849327485937488724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/3849327485937488724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/3849327485937488724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/04/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where has the time gone?'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RiaJJ_AS9dI/AAAAAAAAAB8/M2SiXsh82vE/s72-c/Laurab%26w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-3779907661857583103</id><published>2007-04-17T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T06:46:56.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The soundtrack to my life...</title><content type='html'>So, here's how it works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)&lt;br /&gt;2. Put it on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;3. Press play&lt;br /&gt;4. For every question, type the song that's playing&lt;br /&gt;5. When you go to a new question, press the next button&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool... (It will compromise the divination)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Credits:  Show Me - The Cover Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking Up:  Erotic City - Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Day At School:  Thanks Alot - Third Eye Blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling In Love:  Falling - Staind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight Song:  In God's Hands - Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up:  Green Light - Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom:  Nothing Compares 2 U - Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life:  Superstar - Keyshia Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making babies:  Losing My Religion - R.E.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental Breakdown:  Afraid - Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving:  I Would Die 4 U - Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashback:  Tubular Bells - January Catastophes!!  (my boy's band)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back together:  How's It Gonna Be? - Third Eye Blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding:  Listen - Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth of Child:  7 - Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Battle:  Clocks - Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Scene:  Not Gonna Cry - Mary J Blige&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral Song:  Paper Jesus - Staind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Credits:  Promiscuous - Nelly Furtado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was kinda fun...kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~karla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-3779907661857583103?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/3779907661857583103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=3779907661857583103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/3779907661857583103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/3779907661857583103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/04/soundtrack-to-my-life.html' title='The soundtrack to my life...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-4881079262887484715</id><published>2007-04-16T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T14:52:17.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's like standing in line for a ride at Disneyland!!"</title><content type='html'>Happy Monday Y'all!  Just a quick update and a funny story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was cool...I got most of the stuff on my "to do" list done...Friday night I spent at &lt;a href="http://www.bayareascrappers.com"&gt;Suzy's&lt;/a&gt;...had a freakin' blast!  My scrappin' mojo was TOTALLY in effect!  I got 4 pages done that night...and get this - another 6 done on Saturday...I was on a roll &amp; just couldn't stop!  It's pretty rare that I get that way, so I knew if I stopped, I wouldn't start back up again!  I should really get my pages posted here...they are sooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make it to Stockton this weekend, too much going on at the house &amp; I didn't have a chance to leave...but it was a good thing.  We got Markie's room done.  YAY!  Soooo happy to finally have one project done...and it only took a week!  Patching holes (BIG holes) in the walls, new paint, baseboards (FINALLY!!), all new furniture...today the closet should be done.  It's a trip...it finally looks like a "teenager" room...no more bunk beds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay - so you're probably wondering about that title, huh?  Well - on Saturday when Markie &amp; I went to IKEA to buy his furniture, there was one piece that was out of stock.  We called the Emeryville store to see if they had it, and they did.  My son, being my son...had to have it...he was determined to get everything done this weekend.  Well - he had to work that day &amp; wouldn't have had time to go to Emeryville with me.  So - I took him home &amp; unloaded the furniture that I bought him, picked up Angel &amp;amp; we headed to Emeryville.  Well, I knew that there was an A's game...but didn't think that we'd get stuck in traffic...it was already past 1pm.  Don't the games start at 1:05pm and aren't people EVER on time?  lol.  So...I was pointing out all of the traffic that was getting off the freeway...and Angel says, "Man Mom, that's like waiting in line at Disneyland!"  OMG!  I could not stop laughing...just cuz it was so random, but oh so true!  My son is a nut...I swear, my stomach was hurting from laughing so much!  Now that I am typing the story, it doesn't seem so funny anymore...oh well - I guess it's one of those, "you had to be there" type things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was cool...did laundry, cleaned up a little, got my nails done, went to mall to buy Angel some shoes &amp; pants, went to Target to buy more stuff...man - between the furniture &amp;amp; other stuff that I bought this weekend, I spent a shitload of money.  lol.  It's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a good week...I say "you all" as if anybody reads this lil ol blog of mine!  And if you didn't figure it out...33 days left!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with a "feel good" that my sister sent me...I like this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with,never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;t's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back! Don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart but if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Don't go for looks; they can deceive. Don't go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Always put yourself in others' shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the other person, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes their way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched,and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.Live your life so that when you die, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Please send this message to those people who mean something to you, to those who have touched your life in one way or another, to those who make you smile when you really need it, to those that make you see the brighter side of things when you are really down, to those you want to know that you appreciate their friendship. And if you don't, don't worry, nothing bad will happen to you, you will just miss out on the opportunity to brighten someone's day with this message...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;~karla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-4881079262887484715?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/4881079262887484715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=4881079262887484715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/4881079262887484715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/4881079262887484715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-like-standing-in-line-for-ride-at.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s like standing in line for a ride at Disneyland!!&quot;'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-8687274708619827633</id><published>2007-04-13T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T13:28:19.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Plans...what are yours?</title><content type='html'>2 posts in one day...wow! That's a freaking miracle. No really, it's just me being bored at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...for those of you who care...this is the plan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scrapping at &lt;a href="http://www.bayareascrappers.com"&gt;Suzy's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleeping in&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to &lt;a href="http://events.mercurynews.com/events/show/999946-TESA-Emergency-Preparedness-Fair"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; with my sisters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hopefully going to Joe &amp; Gloria's &amp;amp; spending the night...if all goes well according to our (mine &amp; Gloria's) plan!  I swear, we're so bad!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleeping in...hopefully!  Do you see a pattern here?  I swear, this waking up at 430am shit is for the birds!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the plan works, scrapbooking with my FAVORITE SIL!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laundry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe get my nails done&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most importantly, give my baby a bath!  Translates to:  Get my car washed!  I feel so bad, I haven't washed her in over a month!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you all have a GREAT weekend!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-8687274708619827633?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/8687274708619827633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=8687274708619827633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/8687274708619827633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/8687274708619827633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/04/weekend-planswhat-are-yours.html' title='Weekend Plans...what are yours?'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-3532016791177263638</id><published>2007-04-13T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T10:29:34.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>36 DAYS!  Yes - I will be updating you everyday!!!  lol.</title><content type='html'>001. When's the last time you ran?&lt;br /&gt;Oh man...I didn't.  I jogged.  Diego told me that he's never seen me run...so I gave him a small preview.  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. Do your jeans have rips, tears, and holes in them?&lt;br /&gt;Umm...sorta - they come that way now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. What are you dreading right now?&lt;br /&gt;nothing, really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. Do you celebrate 4/20?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. Favorite ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Malted Crunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. When was your last doctor's visit?&lt;br /&gt;a few months ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. Do you get the full 8 hours of sleep a night?&lt;br /&gt;I wish....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. "First Loves Are Never Over;" is this true for you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah - I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. If anyone came to your house on your "lazy days" what would they find you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;sweats &amp; a t-shirt...hair in a ponytail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. What type of music you listen to?&lt;br /&gt;pretty much everything...EXCEPT country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;011. Have you ever been on your school's track team?&lt;br /&gt;oh heck no...I'm a truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. Do you own a pair of Converse?&lt;br /&gt;yawp!  2 pairs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. Do you eat raw cookie dough?&lt;br /&gt;Only in ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. Have you ever kicked a vending machine?&lt;br /&gt;yes!  LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. Don't you hate when the radio ruins good songs by playing them over and over?&lt;br /&gt;oh heck yeah...but I'm guilty of it too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. Do you watch Trading Spaces?&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it a few times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. How do you eat oreos?&lt;br /&gt;depends on if they are double stuffed or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. Have you ever stayed online for a very long time waiting for someone?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. Are you cocky?&lt;br /&gt;I can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. Could you live without a computer?&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. Do you wear your shoes in the house?&lt;br /&gt;shoes or slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;022. At what age did you find out that Santa wasn't real?&lt;br /&gt;I was like 6 or 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;023. How many phones, house phones and cell phones are in ur house?&lt;br /&gt;1 house phone, 3 cell phones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. What do you do when you're sad?&lt;br /&gt;shop and spend money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. Who would you call first if you won the lottery?&lt;br /&gt;Probably my sisters or my dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;026. Last time you saw your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;a few months ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027. Who or what sleeps with you?&lt;br /&gt;DH and my pillows!  ...oh and Diego too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;028. Are you/have you ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;029. Pancakes or french toast?&lt;br /&gt;depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. Are you in highschool?&lt;br /&gt;ugh...no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. Is anyone on your bad side right now?&lt;br /&gt;a few. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;032. What jewelry are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;my necklace, 2 rings - NOT my wedding ring!  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. What's the first thing you do when you get online?&lt;br /&gt;check email, then either 2 Peas or My Space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. Do you watch Grey's Anatomy?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. How do most people spell your name?&lt;br /&gt;Carla...and it bugs the CRAP outta me..."Karla with a K"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. Would you wear a boy/girlfriends clothes?&lt;br /&gt;yeah...a nice comfy t-shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;037. What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;038. Is Justin Timberlake becoming the next Michael Jackson?&lt;br /&gt;dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. Favorite name for a Boy?&lt;br /&gt;I have a few...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. Favorite name for a Girl?&lt;br /&gt;and a few more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. Will you keep your last name when you get married?&lt;br /&gt;no, I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. Your favorite restaurant you don't get to eat much at?&lt;br /&gt;La Fondue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;043. When is the last time you left your house?&lt;br /&gt;this morning...I was late.  I left at 550am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;044. Do you return your cart?&lt;br /&gt;Always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. Do you have a dishwasher?&lt;br /&gt;I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;046. What noise do you hear?&lt;br /&gt;my phone...and my Ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;047. Would you survive in prison?&lt;br /&gt;Lol.  I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;048. Next concert you hope to go to?&lt;br /&gt;Not hoping...I AM!!  May 19th, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;a butter croissant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;050. When was the last time you said I love you and meant it?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;051. Who is the youngest in your family?&lt;br /&gt;me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;052. If all of your friends were going on a road trip, who would be most likely to over pack?&lt;br /&gt;Lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;053. Do you know anyone with the same name as you?&lt;br /&gt;just one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;054. How many pairs of shoes do you own?&lt;br /&gt;too many &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;055. When is the last time you ate peanut butter?&lt;br /&gt;ha.. its been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;056. What service is your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;Verizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;057. What's for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Crab Alfredo from Market Broiler...YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. What's the last thing you purchased?&lt;br /&gt;coffee this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;059. Do your siblings ever pay for stuff for you?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, but I don't expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060. Where is your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;Next to me, on my desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;061. Is your phone on vibrate or ring?&lt;br /&gt;always on vibrate at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;062. What brand are your pants right now?&lt;br /&gt;Levi's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;063. Ever been to Georgia?&lt;br /&gt;no - but my sister was born there!  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;064. Did you do breakfast this morning?&lt;br /&gt;coffee and a croissant!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;065. Do you like marshmallows?&lt;br /&gt;lightweight.  LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;066. What irritates you most on the internet?&lt;br /&gt;SPAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;067. What brand is your digital camera?&lt;br /&gt;Nikon D50...I absolutely LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;068. Do you watch movies with your parents?&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;069. What song best describes your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Escape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;070. Do you own expensive perfume/cologne?&lt;br /&gt;of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;071. Are you taking college classes right now?&lt;br /&gt;No - I wish...I need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;072.Do you like sushi?&lt;br /&gt;never tried it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;073. Do you get your hair cut every month?&lt;br /&gt;no...every few months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;074. Do you go online everyday?&lt;br /&gt;Who doesnt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-3532016791177263638?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/3532016791177263638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=3532016791177263638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/3532016791177263638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/3532016791177263638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/04/36-days-yes-i-will-be-updating-you.html' title='36 DAYS!  Yes - I will be updating you everyday!!!  lol.'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-6408538090822402233</id><published>2007-04-12T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T11:59:06.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you jealous?</title><content type='html'>Probably not.  As all of you know, I am a HUGE Prince fan...Well - guess what?  My man is coming to see me!!!  May 19th at the Orpheum Theatre in San Francisco.  I am 13 rows from the front!!!  I paid a small fortune for the tickets, but past experience has proven that it will be worth every stinkin' penny!!  lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait...be still my heart...37 days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 360px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://wmg.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://wmg.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/prince/1176400528.pbw" height="360" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/getyourown.gif" style="border-width: 0;" vspace="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-6408538090822402233?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/6408538090822402233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=6408538090822402233&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/6408538090822402233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/6408538090822402233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/04/are-you-jealous.html' title='Are you jealous?'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-337473409797116445</id><published>2007-04-05T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T12:40:31.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>150 things you can do in your lifetime</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I have seen this list posted on a few different blogs lately &amp; thought that I'd take a stab at it.  Apparently this is a list of 150 things you can do in your lifetime.  Who thinks of this stuff?  lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bought everyone in the bar a drink&lt;br /&gt;2. Swam with dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Climbed a mountain...does that one in Hayward count?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive&lt;br /&gt;5. Been inside the Great Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;6. Held a tarantula&lt;br /&gt;7. Taken a candlelit bath with someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Said “I love you” and meant it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Hugged a tree&lt;br /&gt;10. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;11. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;12. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Seen the Northern Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Gone to a huge sports game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Touched an iceberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Slept under the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Changed a baby’s diaper...too many!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon....&lt;br /&gt;22. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Gotten drunk on champagne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Had a food fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Bet on a winning horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Asked out a stranger...I can't recall, but I'm sure I have...just cuz I'm crazy like that!  lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Had a snowball fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Ridden a roller coaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Hit a home run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Adopted an accent for an entire day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Had two hard drives for your computer and a 300 gig external!&lt;br /&gt;40. Visited all 50 states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Taken care of someone who was drunk - too many times!  Why was I ALWAYS the DD??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. Had amazing friends - I still do!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;44. Watched wild whales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Stolen a sign&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Backpacked in Europe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. Taken a road-trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;49. Midnight walk on the beach&lt;br /&gt;50. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;51. Visited Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love - sometimes I think I still am...hearbroken, that is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them&lt;br /&gt;54. Visited Japan&lt;br /&gt;55. Milked a cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. Alphabetized your CDs - not cd's but DVD's!!  lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Pretended to be a superhero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. Sung karaoke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59. Lounged around in bed all day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Posed nude in front of strangers&lt;br /&gt;61. Gone scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62. Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;64. Played in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;65. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. Started a business&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;68. Fallen in love!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Toured ancient sites&lt;br /&gt;70. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;71. Played D&amp;D for more than 6 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. Gotten married&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;74. Crashed a party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;76. Gone without food for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. Made cookies from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Won first prize in a costume contest&lt;br /&gt;79. Ridden a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80. Gotten a tattoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Rafted the Snake River&lt;br /&gt;82. Been on television news programs as an expert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;83. Got flowers for no reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84. Performed on stage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;85. Been to Las Vegas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Recorded music&lt;br /&gt;87. Eaten shark&lt;br /&gt;88. Eaten fugu (pufferfish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. Had a one-night stand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Gone to Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91. Bought a house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Been in a combat zone - how do you define "combat zone"?  lol.&lt;br /&gt;93. Buried one/both of your parents&lt;br /&gt;94. Been on a cruise ship&lt;br /&gt;95. Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;br /&gt;96. Performed in Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;97. Raised children.....currently Raising&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour&lt;br /&gt;99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge...drove but not walked!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking - all day, everyday!!!  lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. Had plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;104. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived&lt;br /&gt;105. Wrote articles for a large publication&lt;br /&gt;106. Lost over 100 pounds (45.5 kilograms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;107. Held someone while they were having a flashback&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;108. Piloted an airplane&lt;br /&gt;109. Swam with a stingray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;110. Broken someone’s heart, unfortunately.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;111. Ridden a bike&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;112. Won money on a T.V. game show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;113. Broken a bone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;114. Gone on an African safari&lt;br /&gt;115. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild&lt;br /&gt;118. Ridden a horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;119. Had surgery&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120. Had a snake as a pet&lt;br /&gt;121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours&lt;br /&gt;123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states&lt;br /&gt;124. Visited all 7 continents&lt;br /&gt;125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days&lt;br /&gt;126. Eaten kangaroo meat&lt;br /&gt;127. Eaten sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;128. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;129. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130. Gone back to school&lt;br /&gt;131. Parasailed&lt;br /&gt;132. Touched a cockroach - ewww, I don't even know what they look like!&lt;br /&gt;133. Eaten fried green tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;134. Read The Iliad and The Odyssey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;135. Selected one important author who you missed in school, and read&lt;br /&gt;136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;137. Skipped all your school reunions&lt;br /&gt;138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language&lt;br /&gt;139. Been elected to public office&lt;br /&gt;140. Written your own computer language - does MySpace code count?  LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;141. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;br /&gt;143. Built your own PC from parts&lt;br /&gt;144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you&lt;br /&gt;145. Had a booth at a street fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;146. Dyed your hair&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;147. Been a DJ&lt;br /&gt;148. Shaved your head&lt;br /&gt;149. Caused a car accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;150. Saved someone’s life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;57...not bad.  What about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-337473409797116445?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/337473409797116445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=337473409797116445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/337473409797116445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/337473409797116445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/04/150-things-you-can-do-in-your-lifetime.html' title='150 things you can do in your lifetime'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-5783227134047917771</id><published>2007-04-04T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T11:07:16.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying again....this is for SURE gonna be a long post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am soooo bad at this blogging thing!!! I'm gonna take another try at it again...if it doesn't work for me this time, it probably never will!!  It must take a special breed to keep up with a blog.  I envy the people who remember to update EVERYday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The last time I posted was December...wow! How can I possibly update you on everything that has happened in the past 4 months??? Impossible. Here is the Cliff notes version:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DECEMBER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The holidays...went thru them pretty seamlessly. Some pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049630294033630850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPj_5LtBoI/AAAAAAAAABU/U54CRyv8eAw/s320/angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angel Ray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049628326938609154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPiNZLtBgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XlY4qwWsvFo/s320/boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Andre, Angel, Markie, and Nick&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049628464377562642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPiVZLtBhI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tMGCZ6Tf_Qc/s320/crys%26analisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crystal &amp; Analisa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049628923939063330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPiwJLtBiI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yYWa9R479-M/s320/diego%26benito.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diego &amp; Benny-toes!!! : )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049629039903180338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPi25LtBjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/nZi71cw8Bpc/s320/makie%26hisnina.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Markie &amp; his Nina!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049629095737755202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPi6JLtBkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bpGxVwjemvo/s320/mark%26diego.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark &amp; Diego&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049629155867297362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPi9pLtBlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/kV8nBfGH1yw/s320/markie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Markie...I love this picture!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049629215996839522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPjBJLtBmI/AAAAAAAAABE/819qLCwxg1w/s320/me%26crys.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp; Crystal...tradition!!! lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Oh man...this picture...Diego and I were messing around while the boys put the lights on the tree. Diego wanted to take pictures together...this is what we came up with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049629267536447090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPjEJLtBnI/AAAAAAAAABM/Ip_lmUJfUAo/s320/me%26diego.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I hate the picture, but there are a few more &amp; I think they would make a great "He sees/I see" scrapbook page!! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JANUARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Diego's Birthday...can't believe my baby is 7 already!!! Where has the time gone? We didn't have much planned, so we flew rockets &amp;amp; went to eat pizza that night. Here are a few pics:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPof5LtBrI/AAAAAAAAABs/0sn0LrkYnSg/s1600-h/diego1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049635241835955890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPof5LtBrI/AAAAAAAAABs/0sn0LrkYnSg/s320/diego1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049635456584320706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPosZLtBsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/5eg8ndL6qis/s320/diego2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Okay, I better get some work done.  I will be back later to update more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;~karla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-5783227134047917771?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/5783227134047917771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=5783227134047917771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/5783227134047917771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/5783227134047917771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2007/04/trying-againthis-is-for-sure-gonna-be.html' title='Trying again....this is for SURE gonna be a long post!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bJLYP0r6pf4/RhPj_5LtBoI/AAAAAAAAABU/U54CRyv8eAw/s72-c/angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-8440316107196704024</id><published>2006-12-07T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:41:30.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning...this will probably be long.</title><content type='html'>Here I am again...it's been a while, I know. Today, just a few things going thru this crazy head of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While cleaning out my inbox, I came across this email today...words from Maya Angelou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading these words make me reflect...see my responses in blue... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True. Shit's been pretty fucked up lately. My world came crashing down on me a few months ago. I didn't think that I could take it. But I did. I still don't know what the outcome will be, but I'm gonna get thru this. I have to get thru it. If not for me, for my kids.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've experienced all 3. I mean, who hasn't? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A rainy day&lt;/strong&gt;...what can I say? Love 'em. It gives me an excuse to curl up with a blanket and a good book. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost luggage&lt;/strong&gt;...this happened to me when Grandpa Harlan passed away. I flew into St Louis the night before the funeral. I only had 1 piece of luggage &amp; wouldn't you know it...lost. What can you do? I was one of the lucky ones, tho'. The next morning a courier showed up at Grandma's house with my suitcase! YAY! All was not lost afterall! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas lights&lt;/strong&gt;...UGH! Reminds me of one year that Mark made ME put the lights on the tree. I was so pissed off. That wasn't my job...it never has been! It was HIS job! For some reason, this particular year, he didn't want to do it! I ended up doing it, and I'm sure I pouted all night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This goes without saying. Something I don't even want to think about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as "making a life."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It truly does. I mean - look at me &amp; Laura. I knew deep down that we would meet...someday. Honestly, I didn't think it would be this soon. I am overjoyed that it has happened and I can't imagine going thru life without her again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I would have learned this a long time ago...Unfortunately, I am just learning it now...as an adult.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've learned that when ever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Heartfelt decisions are always the best.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But man - I can really be a pain...I know this! Not sure why...maybe cuz I'm the youngest?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Random acts of kindness totally warm the heart. I have been a giver &amp; reciever of RAK's. They are great.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've learned that I still have a lot to learn."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;I've heard it said that your brain is a muscle. You're never gonna stop learning...that reminds me of how badly I want to go back to school...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True 'dat!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Not sure how many people actually read my lil 'ol blog...but for those of you who do, and for those of you who don't already know...I got a VERY NICE surprise the day before Thanksgiving. It was about 1130pm and my cell phone rings. I got worried, cuz really - nobody calls my cell...especially not THAT late! I knew it wasn't anything involving the boys cuz they were safe at home. So I reach into my purse &amp; take out my phone...my dispay reads "Laura"...the 1st thing that went thru my head was, "is she ok?"...so I answer it...and she says, "hi!! it's me!!" Whew...nothing's wrong! Come to find out, she had some time to kill before picking up her brother and wanted to come over! YAY! I gave her directions from Oakland and told her to call me when she got off the freeway...I needed time to clean up the house!!!! YIKES! Well - she said no! WHAT??? She wanted to talk...she didn't want to get off the phone. I don't know if she realized it or not, but I ended up cleaning while we were on the phone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Here are some pics of our short...but sweet visit! I look like a hag, but what do you expect? It was practically 1 in the morning!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0320.jpg" border="0" /&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;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS ONE IS MY FAVORITE!!! I felt like we were hugging each other SO tight...I didn't want to let go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v618/karlee74/DSC_0331-1.jpg" border="0" /&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/947382359066895241-8440316107196704024?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/8440316107196704024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=8440316107196704024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/8440316107196704024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/8440316107196704024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2006/12/warningthis-will-probably-be-long.html' title='Warning...this will probably be long.'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-5773260117151365877</id><published>2006-11-29T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T14:53:46.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...sorry!!</title><content type='html'>Keeping up with this blog is harder than I thought it would be!  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a lil something to hold you over until I get around to posting some new pics!  They are pictures of when Laura came to visit.  It was so cool when she came (even if my house WAS a mess!!  lol)...it was totally on a whim, but sooo worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this off another person's blog and thought I would post since I don't seem to have time to post anything interesting today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you went to the bathroom outside?  Probably when Letty &amp; I used to party a lot &amp;amp; could never make it home in time to pee, so we would always pull over!!  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw one of your parents? My mom - lastnight.  She bought me some tamales!  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which family member do you most resemble?  My mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear cologne/perfume?  Every day... I have several different kinds that I love.  Right now I am lovin' Soul by Curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear deodorant?  Who doesn't?  Oh yeah - my boys.  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ‘clean up nice’?  Even tho' I'd much rather be dressed casually, I do clean up well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you tripped and fell?  I trip everyday...I think my feet are too big for my body!  lol.  Last time I tripped &amp; fell was about 4 years ago...Diego went running into the street...I tripped &amp;amp; fell chasing after him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now?I'm at work...so the radio (Movin' 99.7  - loving this station!!) and Agnes typing on her keyboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever started an uncontrollable fire?  No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever run out of gas on the road?  OMG!  Yes!  What's pathetic about the whole situation is that my car TELLS ME how many more miles I can go before I need gas.  I was being lazy &amp; didn't feel like pulling off the freeway.  I ran out of gas about a half a mile before my exit!!  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather cut the grass or rake the leaves?  Neither.  But if I must chose...rake the leaves...THEN jump in the pile!!  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you downloaded onto your computer?  Some music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you swam in a pool?  This past summer, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a school play?  Yeah - in elementary school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many kids do you want?  Done with all that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type of music you dislike most?  The scram-o crap that Angel INSISTS on listening to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you registered to vote?  But of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have cable?  Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever prank call anybody?  hee hee!!  Yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?  Neither.  I think I wanna try parasailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a garden?  Nope!  I am soooo NOT a green thumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s your favorite comic strip?  Family Circus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath or Shower, morning or night?  All of the above, depending on what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best movie you’ve seen in the past month?  DejaVu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pizza topping?  Sausage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chips or popcorn?  chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color lipstick do you usually wear?  Does Chapstick count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever smoked peanut shells?  huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange Juice or apple?  Apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite type of chocolate bar?  KitKat or Take 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you ate a homegrown tomato?  Probably last summer when Mark grew them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a good cook?  Yes... and I *love* to cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever order anything from an infomercial?  I think so...does QVC count?  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprite or 7-up?  Sprite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had to wear a uniform to work?  Yeah - when I was a bagger at Safeway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever thrown up in public?  Not that I can recall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you prefer being a millionaire or find true love?  True Love...what can I say?  I'm a hoepeless romantic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can ex’s be friends?  Depends on why the person is an ex!  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you visited in a hospital?  My sister when she had "Jazzy Fizzle"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a lot of hair as a baby?  Nope, I was bald!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about most?  Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-5773260117151365877?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/5773260117151365877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=5773260117151365877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/5773260117151365877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/5773260117151365877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-whilesorry.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...sorry!!'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-223472841934608879</id><published>2006-11-20T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:23:02.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday's blog...</title><content type='html'>Everyday on &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com"&gt;2 P's &lt;/a&gt;there is blog topic.  What a better way to start posting more to my blog!  Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- your worst habit?&lt;br /&gt;My worst habit would be biting my nails.  I think it is soooo gross, that is why I always have my nails done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- your best feature?&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to say my smile.  I get lots of compliments on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- what you like most about your significant other/spouse?&lt;br /&gt;Not a good question to ask me today.  If I HAD to chose something, I guess I would say he's a good dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- if you could travel anywhere, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Right now I really have an itching to go to Hawaii or New York.  If money and time weren't an issue, I'd DEFINITELY go &lt;a href="https://www.harrahs.com/EventsDetail.do?locationCode=RLV&amp;detailName=3121-detail&amp;amp;eventTitle=3121"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  My dad says he might be able to get me some comp tickets!  Keeping my fingers crossed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- what do you admire most in a dear friend you have?&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to say her honesty.  No matter what, she is always there for me, not matter what I am going thru.  She's not just a dear friend, she is my sister in law!  Love ya Gloria!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-223472841934608879?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/223472841934608879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=223472841934608879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/223472841934608879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/223472841934608879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2006/11/mondays-blog.html' title='Monday&apos;s blog...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-965740968766441056</id><published>2006-11-17T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T08:36:37.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT?</title><content type='html'>LMAO...this is too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;" width="410"&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid black;" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-Karla-9-7-5.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy!" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What" will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-965740968766441056?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/965740968766441056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=965740968766441056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/965740968766441056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/965740968766441056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2006/11/what.html' title='WHAT?'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-947382359066895241.post-308397783567121616</id><published>2006-11-15T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T14:30:58.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexiest Man Alive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;People Magazine has announced their Sexiest Man Alive:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/905/115647260628283/1600/gclooney.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/905/115647260628283/320/gclooney.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'd have to agree with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/947382359066895241-308397783567121616?l=karly74.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/feeds/308397783567121616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=947382359066895241&amp;postID=308397783567121616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/308397783567121616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/947382359066895241/posts/default/308397783567121616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karly74.blogspot.com/2006/11/sexiest-man-alive.html' title='Sexiest Man Alive...'/><author><name>*~*karla*~*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
