<?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-2551840737850982135</id><updated>2011-07-07T14:17:48.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim's Khaos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-2798807969889189697</id><published>2009-06-15T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T07:15:29.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu Plan Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SjZVheoiK3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nnD3bBLiTfI/s1600-h/mpm121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347555641196161906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SjZVheoiK3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nnD3bBLiTfI/s320/mpm121.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday: Crock Pot Pork Chops, Creamed Potatoes, Cabbage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday: BBQ Chicken Calzones, Corn on Cob, Cole Slaw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday: Grilled Chicken with Pineapple, Cole Slaw with Pineapple, Sweet Potatoe Fries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday: Chicken Broccoli over Rice, Salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday: Meatloaf Balls, Creamed Potatoes, Peas from freezer, Cornbread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday: Burgers and Chips&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/2551840737850982135-2798807969889189697?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/2798807969889189697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=2798807969889189697' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/2798807969889189697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/2798807969889189697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2009/06/menu-plan-monday.html' title='Menu Plan Monday'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SjZVheoiK3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/nnD3bBLiTfI/s72-c/mpm121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-3960253036371833715</id><published>2009-05-26T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:18:44.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running A Race for Life and The Race of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never would have dreamed that I would be running for exercise, let along enjoyment!!! Last week Em and I ran/walked 10 miles over the week. Friday night we met the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mims&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Burlesons &lt;/span&gt;at Veterans Park so we could run and the children could play. Emily and I ran/walked 4 1/2 miles in 52 minutes! That is incredible to me! We were so happy!! This weekend is a 5K in Brewer and I am not going to be able to run it because I will be out of town. I hated to miss the running. If I miss one time, it will be hard for me to go again. So I have signed up to run a 5K in St. Louis, MO on Saturday! The race is to raise money for a crisis pregnancy center in St. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Louis&lt;/span&gt;. I have a pledge page if you are interested in pledging for the cause you can do it online at &lt;a href="http://www.firstgiving.com/kimkillough1"&gt;http://www.firstgiving.com/kimkillough1&lt;/a&gt;. I am a little nervous about running it alone, but excited at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On an ending note, I want to share what I concentrate on when I feel like stopping but need to keep going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." Philippians 4:13 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;" Therefore, since we have so great a cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us also lay aside every encumbrance, and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;perfecter&lt;/span&gt; of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God."  Hebrews 12: 1-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now, I realize that I am pulling verses out of context, but only for the race for life.  Concerning THE RACE OF LIFE, I am slowly learning it is so very applicable.   When I feel that I am fainting in the race of life that God has placed me in at this time in my life, I realize that I cannot run this race on my own strength!!!  I am not even sure that I have the desire to run it at all, but God desires for me to and He alone will get me through.  I am realizing that my desires of comfort and the easy life are not from Him, but of my own fleshly mind.   My family and friends are the cloud of witnesses surrounding me and I have not put aside those encumbrances, I have become entangled in the sin of selfishness, I have tried to endure in my own strength because it is what I am "supposed to do", I have taken my eyes off of Jesus who is the author and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;perfecter&lt;/span&gt; of MY faith, I have not endured what I view as my cross with joy.   I type in tears as my Precious Father has revealed these things to me as I share with you.  God is so good!  May I run the race put before me with joy and endurance from Him!  I am so thankful for your prayers of my friends and family in this area.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praise God from Whom All Blessings Flow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-3960253036371833715?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/3960253036371833715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=3960253036371833715' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/3960253036371833715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/3960253036371833715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2009/05/running-race-for-life-and-race-of-life.html' title='Running A Race for Life and The Race of Life'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-1014997670598422636</id><published>2009-05-26T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:21:15.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy and Fun Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wow, last week is a blurr! We were so busy, but had so much fun! Monday and Tuesday Ryan started the week out with the Stanford Achievement Test. He was nervous at first, but came out smiling. Running has begun to consume a few hours of every week now and we are all enjoying it so much! It gives us the opportunity to see friends often. Tuesday after testing was over, we went to the Splash Pad with friends and had a picnic. We went swimming with friends another day and spent the whole Memorial Day weekend with friends as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340160423267524162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/ShwPnJB13kI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7TeIa7gDCvA/s320/100_1644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gracie discovered that she loved the water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340166016132183522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/ShwUssEr9eI/AAAAAAAAAKI/cO0Pi2Zu89A/s320/100_1647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ryan and Gracie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340160411657383090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/ShwPmdxxLLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Pmm_l96v3J4/s320/100_1651.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My Little Explorer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340160412340540562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/ShwPmgUpVJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/543QLb0kXxg/s320/100_1654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Emily, Gracie, Annie, John Ashford and Sam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;on Memorial Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-1014997670598422636?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/1014997670598422636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=1014997670598422636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/1014997670598422636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/1014997670598422636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-and-fun-week.html' title='Busy and Fun Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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/_oJbYfsVl-m4/ShwPnJB13kI/AAAAAAAAAJw/7TeIa7gDCvA/s72-c/100_1644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-6198107325473114938</id><published>2009-05-14T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:15:30.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime: Work or Play?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Both!!! Springtime means a garden at our house. For some it is work and others it is play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxLBIMR3kI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8NQJyD4VhCw/s1600-h/100_1616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335722141278133826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxLBIMR3kI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8NQJyD4VhCw/s320/100_1616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Spectators&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mimi and Gracie watch the progress. Mimi probably worked harder giving instructions than we did planting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335722135416740450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxLAyW0GmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NDBCdL7xDlc/s320/100_1618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Demonstrator and Worker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jimmy demonstrates how to plant the seeds and plants most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxLA154vNI/AAAAAAAAAHo/y5phuUYlzCA/s1600-h/100_1617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335722136369151186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxLA154vNI/AAAAAAAAAHo/y5phuUYlzCA/s320/100_1617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;PLAYERS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said before, some play and some work. Guess what Caroline, Ben and Gracie are doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxLAfdX-XI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CjJaQVcErEk/s1600-h/100_1619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335722130343983474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxLAfdX-XI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CjJaQVcErEk/s320/100_1619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxLAQE72cI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Vk_RHwRWi7o/s1600-h/100_1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335722126214945218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxLAQE72cI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Vk_RHwRWi7o/s320/100_1620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had to wait forever for the garden spot to get dry enough to plant. Now it is finally planted with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;, bell peppers, banana peppers, egg plant, purple hull peas, green beans and butter beans. Oh yeah, squash and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zucchini&lt;/span&gt;. Probably more that I am forgetting. New problem, it is so wet we can't get in it to pull weeds and till between rows. I guess that is better than a drought!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We get spring fever with the pretty weather. We have visited different parks periodically with friends. We went to Fairpark for the first time with the &lt;a href="http://accidentalfarmwife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Burleson's&lt;/a&gt; and had a great time. Here are some fun pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335735271050088594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxW9YZ2kJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/NED2RRQrOCc/s320/100_1590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gracie and Sam enjoying the swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335735272013589058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxW9b_kakI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cXQaaZlPDGw/s320/100_1588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Round, and round and round go Kate, Lia, Caroline and Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335735273255993970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxW9gnyAnI/AAAAAAAAAII/dAQ81r11f1Q/s320/100_1593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gracie loves being outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335735278260704226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxW9zQ_0-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/X3P_bWmN01w/s320/100_1603.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweet Sam!! He is sooooo cute!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335735277235105426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxW9vcebpI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xDcB9UlNHaM/s320/100_1600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And last but not least: &lt;strong&gt;ANTICIPATION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335741248751964018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxcZVFCj3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/P7RZzJw8i6c/s320/100_1598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARTICIPATION!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;What fun!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335741254788953746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxcZrkXtpI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xQZCj4hlaFk/s320/100_1611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ryan tries to get Gracie to participate as Mimi watches in the background. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-6198107325473114938?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/6198107325473114938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=6198107325473114938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/6198107325473114938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/6198107325473114938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2009/05/springtime-work-or-play.html' title='Springtime: Work or Play?'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgxLBIMR3kI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8NQJyD4VhCw/s72-c/100_1616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-6322565674230672857</id><published>2009-05-11T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T12:21:45.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gum Tree 2K Fun Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fun and run are two words that I have never used together until Saturday! I ran the 2K fun run with Ryan, Ben, Caroline, John Parker, Carson, Kate and Lia. I guess I should say that I followed them in the run, because they all finished several minutes before me. I just can't believe that I did it with only stopping to walk one time and to tie my shoe (arghhhhhh) another! I am not sure of my time, but I think it was around 17 minutes. No big deal for most of my running friends, but huge one for me. I thought last week 3 minutes without a break was going to kill me, but I found out I could go at least 1/2 mile without stopping! I am proud of myself, but so very proud of my children. They all did great!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I mentioned a few weeks ago that I am a bad fizzler! I haven't posted about starting a running program because I was afraid I would fizzle! Thanks to the encouragement from &lt;a href="http://accidentalfarmwife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://lynnmims.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lynn&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://joyfuljohnsons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Roan&lt;/a&gt; and my family I haven't fizzled!!! This is going on the fourth week of doing the Couch to 5K with Emily. My children have started running with the Spartans, our homeschool Cross Country&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Team, and I am trying to get in better shape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335006636264557762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgnARQTmjMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EB1-l2tfOo0/s320/Gum_Tree_2009_011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jimmy, Gracie and I after the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335005868999315714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Sgm_kmBUEQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/eA9_RDUhJRk/s320/Gum_Tree_2009_004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;All the boys after the race. Parker, Clay, Ryan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben, Carson and Jared.&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_5335006643126826226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgnARp3sdPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/dAhh89Lgs5g/s320/Gumtree_09_010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Girls before the race. Julie, Olivia, Lia, Caroline and Kate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335006640850702258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgnARhZBj7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/e05yCM53WYs/s320/n525822288_2660100_6791055%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kelly and Lynn after the 10K.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335011483767001346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgnEraqP0QI/AAAAAAAAAHI/SMvVaB9ZC9I/s320/DSC_0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Julie and Olivia Johnson. They both got 1st place in their age divisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335006638237754946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgnARXqDJkI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1wOLNG4OuSI/s320/Gum_Tree_2009_028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gracie picking flowers. She does LOOK sweet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-6322565674230672857?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/6322565674230672857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=6322565674230672857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/6322565674230672857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/6322565674230672857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2009/05/gum-tree-2k-fun-run.html' title='Gum Tree 2K Fun Run'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SgnARQTmjMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EB1-l2tfOo0/s72-c/Gum_Tree_2009_011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-2319890674313705325</id><published>2009-04-30T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:23:05.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Party (Gifts Included)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, that is right, a party! A &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PROCRASTINATORS&lt;/span&gt; Party!!! Just what I need to get me in gear with those projects that make me cringe when they are mentioned. Before I can link this to the hostess, I have to figure out how to use Mr. Linky! That is a little discouraging for me, but I have already started my project, so I want wait until I figure out Mr. Linky to begin my job (thus procrastinating)!! Clear as mud??? 14 1/2 hours later: Going to try to finish post and get Mr. Linky to work. Thanks to Melissa at theinspiredroom.net for hosting the party and helping me with Mr. Linky.   The project that makes me cringe:  My Scrapbook/Craft closet.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330871078252310882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SfsPAGKh8WI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EHix5s5hI04/s320/100_1621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330863211897606482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SfsH2Nta0VI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vRZgWPcSHbw/s320/100_1623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330861178480436322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SfsF_2o_JGI/AAAAAAAAAFg/6o9xiZNnNfw/s320/100_1622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330868822842894546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SfsM80HBaNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/JVev9cOiKkA/s320/100_1624.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;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't that horrible?!!?!!?!!?  You don't have to answer that!  Now, if you noticed,  I mentioned gifts with this party.  I certainly didn't expect anything other than a clean, organized space when I decided to join this party.  Which is ample reward!!!  Low and behold, as I was cleaning out everything, I found a prize!  Behind a 3-drawer chest that I pulled out, there was a black jewelry box.  I opened it and found this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330866484191597890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SfsK0r9GlUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fR3us2KDBCw/s320/100_1626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know that the image is a little blurry, but you get the idea.   I lost a necklace that my hubby had given me for my birthday with matching earrings.  I had the earrings, but couldn't figure out what in the world had happened to the necklace.  Well, fast forward at least two years, tah dah!  I found my necklace.   Now how is that for a surprise?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Off to work on sorting, purging and replacing!  Wish me luck!  &lt;/p&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/2551840737850982135-2319890674313705325?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/2319890674313705325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=2319890674313705325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/2319890674313705325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/2319890674313705325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-party-gifts-included.html' title='It&apos;s A Party (Gifts Included)'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SfsPAGKh8WI/AAAAAAAAAGI/EHix5s5hI04/s72-c/100_1621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-5501824606258840790</id><published>2009-04-27T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T09:17:48.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu Plan Monday</title><content type='html'>I am a little late posting, but I didn't fizzle out.  Here's this weeks proposed menu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:          Taco Salad&lt;br /&gt;                          Homemade Salsa from Farm Wife Recipes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday:         BBQ Pork Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;                          Cole Slaw&lt;br /&gt;                          Diced Potatoes with Greek Seasoning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:    Chicken Rollups&lt;br /&gt;                          Green Beans&lt;br /&gt;                          Sweet Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:       Crock Pot Pork Chops&lt;br /&gt;                          Creamed Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;                          Purple Hull Peas from freezer&lt;br /&gt;                          Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:             Possible Birthday Party for Mimi&lt;br /&gt;                          Grilled Burgers&lt;br /&gt;                          Chips&lt;br /&gt;                          Birthday Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have carried a couple of items over from last week that did't get done.  Had lots of leftovers on Thursday.  Oh yeah,  the Ravioli recipe was good, although I thought it could use more Italian Dressing.  Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-5501824606258840790?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/5501824606258840790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=5501824606258840790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/5501824606258840790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/5501824606258840790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2009/04/menu-plan-monday_27.html' title='Menu Plan Monday'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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-2551840737850982135.post-5262953198848620538</id><published>2009-04-22T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T09:16:36.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Country Kids Have Fun!!</title><content type='html'>This post will be more pictures than words, as the title and pictures speak for themselves. I love the spring weather and my children love to get outside no matter what the weather is like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se9BKJ3U0uI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UyoFu8Dd5uQ/s1600-h/100_1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327548526905053922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se9BKJ3U0uI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UyoFu8Dd5uQ/s320/100_1510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gracie on Katy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se8_RhY2iAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eJie4FPxIzY/s1600-h/100_1401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327546454455519234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se8_RhY2iAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/eJie4FPxIzY/s320/100_1401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se8-FvTTLXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/N9R3STBC9g4/s1600-h/100_1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327545152520269170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se8-FvTTLXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/N9R3STBC9g4/s320/100_1397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rolling down the hill in barrels is great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se85WOuAuUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/npW-ZgdrFpM/s1600-h/100_1550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327539938273573186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se85WOuAuUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/npW-ZgdrFpM/s320/100_1550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se83h3enlsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/QTHDX-bL-DI/s1600-h/100_1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327537939170170562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se83h3enlsI/AAAAAAAAAEw/QTHDX-bL-DI/s320/100_1549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se81vpqVT9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/C1q07Mi42bU/s1600-h/100_1548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327535976956121042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se81vpqVT9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/C1q07Mi42bU/s320/100_1548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did someone say mud? Mine love it! If there isn't any, they make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/2551840737850982135-5262953198848620538?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/5262953198848620538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=5262953198848620538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/5262953198848620538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/5262953198848620538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2009/04/country-kids-have-fun.html' title='Country Kids Have Fun!!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Se9BKJ3U0uI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UyoFu8Dd5uQ/s72-c/100_1510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-183740861200381593</id><published>2009-04-20T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T07:51:56.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How She Has Grown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The last post in January was about Gracie and her birthday. So I will start again with Gracie. She is at such a cute stage right now and seems to be so smart for 16 months old. I know all Moms think there babies are smart! But I seem to notice it more with her than I did the others. She is such a joy, while at the same time being such a challenge for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326764384137645810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Sex3_Ca6DvI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QfXHFImJq4s/s320/100_1587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326767409065740674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Sex6vHJ9yYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/akgd0CsECrA/s320/100_1586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fun while Mommie is cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326771721068501506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Sex-qGniWgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/By8UcoMiIrc/s320/100_1535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gracie, Ryan, Michael, Jaycee, Ben, Caroline, and Alex on Easter Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326776709333371090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SeyDMdWjyNI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/zF-MMHZ98fY/s320/100_1537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326781647709193410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SeyHr6PGxMI/AAAAAAAAAEY/VaoZ28Mn0pU/s320/100_1539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;More Easter Pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326784160097261202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SeyJ-JnGVpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/nBRRqcP27fM/s320/100_1554.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keepers Tea Party with Caroline&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok, got to be going now. Have been on here too long. Coming next: Country kids have fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-183740861200381593?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/183740861200381593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=183740861200381593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/183740861200381593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/183740861200381593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-she-has-grown.html' title='How She Has Grown!'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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/_oJbYfsVl-m4/Sex3_Ca6DvI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QfXHFImJq4s/s72-c/100_1587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-3035648876790928942</id><published>2009-04-20T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T07:55:56.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu Plan Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I am here for what seems to be my quarterly posting!! I am going to try to do better. Actually I am trying to start several new, good habits. The only problem is I am such a fizzler! I am hoping that posting it here will give me some accountability, but I don't know. Anyway, here goes first attempt at Menu Planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Pork Roast&lt;br /&gt;Creamed Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Ceasar Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Chicken/Broccoli with noodles&lt;br /&gt;rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Ravioli and Cheese Bake from orgjunkie.com&lt;br /&gt;Spinach/Romaine Salad&lt;br /&gt;Texas Toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Leftovers or Pork Chops in Crock Pot, Purple Hull Peas from the freezer, and&lt;br /&gt;Green Beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Taco Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who know me very well are probably laughing about now! Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-3035648876790928942?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/3035648876790928942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=3035648876790928942' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/3035648876790928942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/3035648876790928942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2009/04/menu-plan-monday.html' title='Menu Plan Monday'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-4871281888259855121</id><published>2009-01-03T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:08:34.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh my goodness!!! I can't believe my baby is a year old already!! I am so very late posting and hope that I can get caught up today.&lt;/span&gt; &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;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287080561976367346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SV97wkt5WPI/AAAAAAAAACo/ymHoP0tiQgk/s320/100_1443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gracie turned 1 year old on December 17!! I can't believe it. She has grown from 4 lbs. 15 oz. to 17 lbs. the last time we checked. She stayed at 5 lbs for quite a while, but she is quite the big girl now.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287088263701746754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SV-Cw34UVEI/AAAAAAAAACw/E9aPqEPkAyo/s320/100_1065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is now crawling and walking, but still won't say mommy! She has brought so much joy and laughter into our life this past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gracie got a couple of DVD's, a ball, sleepers and clothes, and a big girl carseat! Her favorite is the Praise Baby DVD and mine is the carseat. She had fun opening presents... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287135229944313122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SV-teqxItSI/AAAAAAAAAC4/IE0qh_mzG9A/s320/100_1436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287135238522543122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SV-tfKuWHBI/AAAAAAAAADA/QtTxD_sJbS0/s320/100_1438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287135243980309602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SV-tffDlBGI/AAAAAAAAADI/lt2dQWvIVv0/s320/100_1442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...but the cake was her favorite. She had the cutest Winnie the Pooh cake and her own smash cake to match. The smash cake was a hit. You never know if a baby is going to really go after it or be scared to touch it. Well, as you can see, she wasn't scared to touch it!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287142386770341810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SV-z_QBbb7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/UAzFOnvcFXI/s320/100_1448+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287142420533635650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SV-0BNzOakI/AAAAAAAAADg/c5NIEz0-kn0/s320/100_1451+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287142401879913714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SV-0AIT1NPI/AAAAAAAAADY/qaXApZtndSw/s320/100_1447+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;YUMMY!!!      HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRACIE!!!      WE LOVE YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-4871281888259855121?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/4871281888259855121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=4871281888259855121' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/4871281888259855121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/4871281888259855121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-babys-birthday.html' title='My Baby&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SV97wkt5WPI/AAAAAAAAACo/ymHoP0tiQgk/s72-c/100_1443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-5587279763295951842</id><published>2008-12-23T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T09:26:53.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears and Laughter, Joy and Sorrow, PART II</title><content type='html'>December 17, 2007   NMMC Women's Center  My doctor, husband and I decided to go ahead and have my baby on this day.  As you read earlier, my father passed away this very morning, and that evening, came the tears of joy to replace the sorrow.   God brought to us our precious baby girl, Sarah  Grace (Gracie).  She is named after my mom and Jimmy's grandmother.  She arrived into this world one month early right at 5 lbs.  I have never seen so many doctors and nurses in one room.  Because of the medication, it was sort of all a blur.  I do remember that one of my very best friends (Rachelle) and my mother in law were able to join us during this precious time.  I don't know how my hubby was still standing.  He had been running back and forth all day trying to take care of  me and my mom.  OH, by the way, in case I have never told you all, I have the BEST husband in the world, hands down!!!!!  I love him so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the course of the day, my nurses and doctors took excellant care of me and were so kind.  Actually, that was the most impressed I have ever been with NMMC staff.  Everyone was great.  Once again I give God the glory!!  I could have never made it through saying goodbye to my daddy forever and hello to our new baby girl without His grace sustaining me!!!  I was amazingly calm and at peace.  Gracie was in NICU for a week, but most of that was to help us out during the funeral.  We brought Gracie home right before Christmas.  He used Gracie this past year to help my mom through.  She always says, "God took away an old life and replaced it with a new one." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, right smack in the middle of the busiest season of the year, my friends and family came through for us.  My mother in law had taken the other 3 children to Kentucky with her for the weekend before this time.  As a matter of fact, they arrived home the day I had Gracie.  It was so wonderful to know that they were being taken care of and not have to worry about them.  Then they went to Lynn's and stayed and then to Lori's.   You ladies will never know how much I appreciate your kindness and service.  My family was blessed with so many baby gifts, meals and prayers during this time.  I pray that God will make me and my family a blessing to others in the same way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have rambled through these two posts, but I hope my message was clear.  God has sustained us!!!!  He has blessed us with many wonderful friends, family and acquaintences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to All&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-5587279763295951842?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/5587279763295951842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=5587279763295951842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/5587279763295951842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/5587279763295951842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2008/12/tears-and-laughter-joy-and-sorrow-part_23.html' title='Tears and Laughter, Joy and Sorrow, PART II'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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-2551840737850982135.post-6125619008097366599</id><published>2008-12-23T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T09:00:37.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears and Laughter, Joy and Sorrow, PART I</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Rejoice with those who rejoice and weep with those who weep. Romans 12:15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that the year of 2007 was packed full of events that spanned the range of emotions from Joy to Sorrow and everywhere in between. Christmas time last year was the culmination of all those events.  On December 17, 2007, I got an emergency phone call from the nursing home about my daddy.   He wasn't breathing well and they sent him to the hospital.  By the time we reached the hospital with my mom, they had him on oxygen and said that he couldn't live without it.   I left there and went to see my doctor because I was in the beginning stages of toxemia with my 4th child.  He said that it was only getting worse and we needed to have a baby, a month early.  I went back to the hospital to say goodbye to my daddy and then went to the Women's Center to have my baby girl.  It was such a bittersweet day!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say all of this as a background to Praise GOD!  Because He has brought us through it all!!!  He used new friends, old friends, family and strangers to bless my family during this time and in the previous months.  Because of the wonderful husband and friends that He has blessed me with, I was able to spend many days and nights with my daddy in the hospital before he went to be with the Lord.  My other 3 children were passed around from one friend to another.  It was such a precious time and I loved being able to help take care of him.  If I could have only given him some coffee and sausage and biscuits, he would have been happy!!!!!  I love you and miss you Daddy!!!  God, thank you so much for the blessing of family and friends and for Your love for me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-6125619008097366599?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/6125619008097366599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=6125619008097366599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/6125619008097366599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/6125619008097366599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2008/12/tears-and-laughter-joy-and-sorrow-part.html' title='Tears and Laughter, Joy and Sorrow, PART I'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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-2551840737850982135.post-1693403712710996006</id><published>2008-12-23T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T07:39:02.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Oldest Son's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Wow, this month has flown by with all the activities going on. The first of importance, that I can remember, was Ryan's birthday. He turned 12 on December 16!! He is almost a teenager!! I can remember when he was born. We had waited for several years to have children, so he was our miracle child. Doctors had told us we possibly would not have any and look at us now with 4 beautiful, healthy children. The Christmas holidays have been a little busier since he was born. It is so hard to have a birthday party this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His day began with his favorite breakfast food, what we call Sausage Stuff. Following is this very simple recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sausage Stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 cans of crescent rolls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 lb sausage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 8oz cream cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fry sausage and drain. Mix with cream cheese. Place one can of crescent rolls in bottom of 9 x 13 dish and work together to make bottom crust. Spread sausage and cream cheese mixture on top of that. Then make top crust with remaining can of crescent rolls. Bake on 350 until crescent rolls are done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daddy was off for 11 days in a row and we were so glad to have him here for Ryan's birthday. He enjoyed opening his presents!! He recieved 2 Lego sets, a shirt, Waldo book, and money! He used some of his money to buy the Prince Caspian movie that he has been wanting. We all enjoyed watching that together this past weekend while in Kentucky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Supper was probably his favorite part of the day. His choice of food was steak, baked potatoes, and salad. Daddy grilled up the best steaks and it was a great meal. I topped it off with a banana cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ryan has been such a blessing to our family and I thank God for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But grow in grace and recognition and knowledge and understanding of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;II Peter 3:18a Amplified Version&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-1693403712710996006?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/1693403712710996006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=1693403712710996006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/1693403712710996006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/1693403712710996006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-oldest-sons-birthday.html' title='My Oldest Son&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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-2551840737850982135.post-7423084064034450293</id><published>2008-12-03T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:22:57.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's on the Throne?</title><content type='html'>We just finished our Advent reading and it was a familiar story from Genesis 22.  God told Abraham to take his long awaited son and sacrifice him on the alter.  As we know, Abraham obeyed God and headed out for the place.   After reading the scriptures, I asked the children some questions.  Then, they asked me.  They asked me would I be willing to sacrifice my baby, Gracie, on an alter if God told me to.  I had to be honest!!!  I told them that I would be obedient to a certain point, but I don't think I would have made it to the point that Abraham did.  OK, I am seeing even more as I am typing.  God rewarded Abraham's total obedience, not partial obedience!!  So, what is total obedience?  Physical action, but not heart action?  What about our mind and all the questions?  Can you imagine the questions that Abraham must have had running through his mind that night?  He obeyed before he got the answers though.  How many times do I say and think that I am actually obeying God, when I am only doing so in part!?!   How many times do I tell  my children to obey me immediately and fully!?!  God is so good!!!  I really needed to hear this tonight!  I love it when God speaks to me like this!!!   &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, back to the original story.  We discussed how God had given the ultimate gift in His Son, Jesus.  Then I asked them what they could give back to God.  All three of them had the same answer and it seemed to be so easy to say, " I can give my life to Him".  As they rattled off those words so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nonchalantly, I could see that they didn't comprehend the full extent of what they were saying.  So, I made a word picture.  Their heart is their castle and they invite Jesus in to stay.  But, are they willing to let Him sit on the throne, or do they reserve that privelege for themselves?  What about on a daily basis?  On pondering these questions, I began singing this praise song taken from Psalm 51:10-12:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Create in me a clean heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And renew a right spirit within me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Create in me a clean heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O God,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And renew a right spirit within me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cast me not away from Thy presence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Lord;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take not Thy Holy Spirit from me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Restore unto me the joy of my salvation, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and renew a right spirit within me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Good night to everyone and God Bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-7423084064034450293?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/7423084064034450293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=7423084064034450293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/7423084064034450293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/7423084064034450293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2008/12/whos-on-throne.html' title='Who&apos;s on the Throne?'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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-2551840737850982135.post-6196923145320511707</id><published>2008-12-03T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:26:27.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SThYCHVxrBI/AAAAAAAAABw/sFSiEShEsgE/s1600-h/100_1413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276063756817902610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SThYCHVxrBI/AAAAAAAAABw/sFSiEShEsgE/s320/100_1413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The hustle and bustle of the holidays has begun. Last night was the first "Christmas" activity on our calendar. We went to the Shannon Christmas Parade for the first time. We enjoyed seeing several friends that we haven't seen in a while. It was quite cold, but we had Mimi and Gracie bundled up. I have pictures, but I have been trying to figure out how to post pics for a few days now to no avail. As soon as I learn how, there will be pics under mosts of my previous posts. The children had fun gathering candy, although, you would think they have never had a piece of candy in there lives.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/2551840737850982135-6196923145320511707?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/6196923145320511707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=6196923145320511707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/6196923145320511707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/6196923145320511707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-festivities.html' title='Holiday Festivities'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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/_oJbYfsVl-m4/SThYCHVxrBI/AAAAAAAAABw/sFSiEShEsgE/s72-c/100_1413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-5446701662341238014</id><published>2008-11-25T11:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:41:59.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week</title><content type='html'>Whew!!!  Last week was like a whirlwind!  It started out on Sunday with Aunt Paula coming to stay for the week.  Monday morning Gracie has an ear infection, thus she isn't very  happy for the week.  We celebrated Thanksgiving this past Sunday and that is why Aunt Paula was here.  To prepare for the occaision.  Her favorite thing to do is cook.  She loves to include the children in this process.  So she comes out here with big plans!!  My big plans include surviving every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A side note:  This Thanksgiving was a very special one to us all.  Especially my Mom!  I am going to condense the story.  This summer we found out that we had a brother we didn't know about.  My mom had a son at 16 and her dad made her put him up for adoption.  She had asked Paula to try to find him and she did.  Bill and his wife, Diane, came and spent this weekend with us and we celebrated Thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, page 2.  We had a great time the whole week with Aunt Paula, just really busy.  She had the whole menu planned out and ready to cook.  Monday morning Ryan and Caroline helped her make homemade cheese biscuits.  They were yummy!!!  Then Monday afternoon they made some sweet potatoe/cranberry cookies.  They were yummy as well!!   The next exciting thing was on Thursday night.   Our friends the Mims, Hamiltons, and Burlesons and cousins Laila and Chase came over to make pilgrim hat cookies.  It was a riot with so many children passing through, but I think they enjoyed it!  I know Aunt Paula did and the moms enjoyed visiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things start to become a blur from here.  At some point we were ready to brine the turkey.  Well, once again Ryan and Caroline were in the kitchen with Aunt Paula, this was to gross for Ben.  They got to rub the "bird", as Aunt Paula calls it, with butter and oil and spices.  They had to go under the skin and thought this was great fun.  I am with Ben, I can't stand raw meat of any kind.  Aunt Paula ended up getting tickled and falling in the floor.  I know it sounds bad, but she was laughing harder than anyone.   The turkey turned out great and so did everything else!  We are very thankful for the opportunity to spend time with family, old and new alike!!  Welcome to the family Uncle Bill and Aunt Diane!  ...and Millie Mae (the puppy)!   I am going to sign off for now and I hope that you all  have a blessed Thanksgiving as we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-5446701662341238014?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/5446701662341238014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=5446701662341238014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/5446701662341238014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/5446701662341238014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-week.html' title='What a Week'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2551840737850982135.post-2667687956937719960</id><published>2008-11-12T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:29:33.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Today is the 9th birthday of my "baby" boy.  He is such a blessing to me.  He loves to snuggle and he is very tenderhearted.  As he grows older, I see him struggle with just how to handle that and I pray that he will look to Jesus for the answers.   It was a pretty lazy day as the children chose to do today's school work yesterday.   We started the morning out opening a present before Dad left for work.  Then Ben helped me fix the breakfast of his choice--Monkey Bread.  Yummy!!!  I had 3 little monkeys bouncing off of the walls, since it was raining outside.  They did manage to bounce on the trampoline this afternoon.  After breakfast, he finished opening his presents.  They played and watched "Little House" all afternoon.  Dinner was easy, we had breakfast for supper.  I say it was easy, but I suffered through a little pain.  As I was frying eggs, grease popped in my eye and burned my eyeball.  Now there is a banana pound cake waiting on the stove with a little wax added.   With the normal chaos around here, I managed to put the candles in a hot cake.  They melted from the bottom up and fell over.  I don't think Ben even knows it yet.  They are watching the new Star Wars movie that his big brother gave him for his birthday.  Well, I am going now since my baby girl is behind me begging for dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-2667687956937719960?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/2667687956937719960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=2667687956937719960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/2667687956937719960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/2667687956937719960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2008/11/bens-birthday.html' title='Ben&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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-2551840737850982135.post-7329607257959051433</id><published>2008-11-03T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:16:49.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Football</title><content type='html'>I know it is a little late, but surely you didn't expect more than that here.  Our family went to a high school football game this past Friday night and we really had a good time.  We saw lots of friends that we haven't seen in a while.  The most fun was watching my little girl and her friends attempt to do a cheer and dance on the field before kickoff.  They had attended a mini cheer camp the previous Saturday and this was there time to shine.  It was sooooo cute and funny!!!  I don't think a single girl was doing the same thing, but they had fun!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been to a football game in so long.  I told my friend that I wasn't sure if I was feeling young again or really old.  Guess it doesn't matter how I felt, we all know that I am pushing the old side.  Thank you Lord for the many years I have had and what is left too come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-7329607257959051433?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/7329607257959051433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=7329607257959051433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/7329607257959051433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/7329607257959051433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday-night-football.html' title='Friday Night Football'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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-2551840737850982135.post-3169644291782060893</id><published>2008-10-24T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T17:29:00.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken and Dumplings</title><content type='html'>Emily wanted to hear about things we ate growing up and this is my all time favorite.  My mom made the best homemade chicken and dumplings.  Then my sister Paula ran a close second when Mom refused.  They are a real pain in the rear end, but they are GREAT!!!  We are having chicken and dumplings tonight.  Yes, Mom made them because I am ashamed to say that at 42, I still don't know how.  Don't know how to make homemade biscuits either.  There are some benefits to having your mom live with you.  Chicken and dumplings is one of them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Mom, she is a blessing most of the time.  She either keeps me laughing or in tears.  She is becoming more and more like a child.  We allowed her to keep this little stray dog that wandered up, in the house none the less.  I bathed her and got rid of the fleas and she's a good dog.  Mom has named her Baby.  I can't tell you how many times she has sang this today: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much is that doggie in the window,&lt;br /&gt;the one with the waggly tail.&lt;br /&gt;How much is that doggie in the window,&lt;br /&gt;That doggie is not for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she looks at Baby and says, "No, your not for sale are you Baby!!"  I have laughed and laughed.   She even called my brother to tell him that she has a puppy.  It is hard watching the roles reverse, but sometimes it is really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-3169644291782060893?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/3169644291782060893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=3169644291782060893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/3169644291782060893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/3169644291782060893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2008/10/chicken-and-dumplings.html' title='Chicken and Dumplings'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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-2551840737850982135.post-1597391428131311416</id><published>2008-10-23T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T08:00:05.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Fall</title><content type='html'>This weather makes me so happy.  I love the cool breeze and hearing the wind in the trees.  That sound is so calming to me!!  Even though it is the season that things are dying out, the freshness and crispness of the air is refreshing to me.  Oh and I am so blessed to live on land with lots of trees, love the colors of fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went and had a bonfire with some friends.  We roasted hot dogs and made smores!!!   Yummy!!  The kids played and played and played.  It was such an enjoyable evening.  Mom enjoyed it too.  For those of you who don't know me, my 75 year old mom lives with me.  We just drag her around wherever we go.  She usually loves it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, anyone who knows us, knows that we seem to attract stray dogs at our house.  We just gained a momma dog this summer that was pregnant.   We helped birth the puppies and it was great.  Then they kept growing and we couldn't give them away.  Finally had to take them to the Humane Society which broke my heart.  But, they all had happy homes within a few days.   Yet another female dog has wandered up.  Well, my mom has become quite attached to it and wants to keep it.  As Jimmy said last night, that battle was lost quickly.  I guess we are going to keep her for Mom.  She sat and held her under her blanket last night in front of the bonfire and just talked and talked to her.  This could be a blessing if the dog will listen.  She loves to talk and it is usually about the same subjects over and over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone enjoys this weather like I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-1597391428131311416?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/1597391428131311416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=1597391428131311416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/1597391428131311416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/1597391428131311416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-fall.html' title='I Love Fall'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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-2551840737850982135.post-7779912331611597956</id><published>2008-10-15T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:05:50.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Mini Vacation</title><content type='html'>Thank you all for welcoming me to the world of blogging. It has taken me a while to get back, only because of my KHAOS. I decided I need to set some goals for blogging if I am going to get anything done. I love the tickers, and have spent way too much time trying to find the perfect one. I want to tell you all about the State Fair. I want to organize the placements of my children with their goats and post them for the season. They will love that. I want to post pictures, and don't have a clue. Maybe my sweet husband can help me. Now, I have told you the things I want to share and I am going to try to get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left last Wednesday and drove to Summit, MS. That is just south of Jackson. One of my dearest friends lives there and we went to visit her. I can remember when I met her, I babysat her toddler and infant. Now the toddler is a freshman in college and the infant is driving. It was so good to see them and how they have grown physically and in the Lord. I am so proud of them!! It was great being able to visit with the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we drove back to Jackson on Friday morning for the MS State Fair and Livestock Show. The resting was over and the work began. Someone had to be continually holding Gracie or she had to be in her stroller. She has started crawling and pulling up, so needless to say she was not too happy about being contained for two days! After only a few hours being there, I twisted my ankle and was pretty much out of commission. The goats had to be washed first. Then we blow their hair dry before we clip it. After the clipping, they get a goat pedicure. Just kidding, we have to trim their hooves. Then we have to get the kids cleaned up and dressed. Ryan and Ben both placed in their classes. I will post the placements later with all of the others. After showing one goat on Friday, they were off to another competition or two. First they did Goat Bowl Quiz. They are on teams of two and they compete against other teams to answer questions correctly. The boys had both studied for this for two weeks. Ben's team came in 3rd place!!!! This was a nice break because it was inside an air conditioned building. Back to the barn for judging competition. This teaches the kids decision making skills and giving reasons to back up their reasons. This is an independent activity. They learned a lot from this, I hope!! We finally got to the hotel about 8:30. Back up and going at 5:30. Ben shows his goat on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday afternoon and the children finally get to go to the fair. They spent more time deciding what to ride than they did standing in line!!! This fair is much cleaner and nicer than the one we have in Verona. After a fun afternoon at the fair we head home and arrive in about 9:00 pm. It was great to be home and back in church on Sunday morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-7779912331611597956?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/7779912331611597956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=7779912331611597956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/7779912331611597956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/7779912331611597956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-mini-vacation.html' title='Our Mini Vacation'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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-2551840737850982135.post-7813032492446679504</id><published>2008-10-07T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T07:27:12.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up and State Fair</title><content type='html'>That's pretty funny!!! I never catch up! Does anyone? Come on, make me feel good! I know there is at least one more person out there besides me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be leaving for State Fair in Jackson tomorrow. We are so excited because we get to go a couple of days early and visit with some friends that we don't get to see very often. That kind of catching up is FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we will be going to show our goats, Pharoah and Cleopatra. Ryan will be showing Cleo on Friday in the Commercial Meat Goat Doe Show. Ben will be showing Pharoah Saturday in the Junior Market Goat Show. This is our first year to be involved in 4-H and we are really enjoying it. It is a lot of hard work, but fun too. The children have all done well in the little county shows, but I am afraid that we will be in for a rude awakening at State Fair. There will be many more goats and more experience also. I will post the results when we return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to try to CATCH UP for now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2551840737850982135-7813032492446679504?l=kkillough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/feeds/7813032492446679504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2551840737850982135&amp;postID=7813032492446679504' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/7813032492446679504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2551840737850982135/posts/default/7813032492446679504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kkillough.blogspot.com/2008/10/catching-up-and-state-fair.html' title='Catching Up and State Fair'/><author><name>Ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01656091565468402525</uri><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>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
