<?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-2400259896182764138</id><updated>2012-01-26T19:15:35.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pickle Juice</title><subtitle type='html'>Having A Well Preserved Life That Is Both Sweet And Sour</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>533</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3351621442463064677</id><published>2012-01-24T12:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T12:14:50.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swoon!</title><content type='html'>is anyone in the entire world&lt;br /&gt;hotter than old-school Paul Newman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iE3U8HdGJOU/Tx7m5uHOxNI/AAAAAAAADyw/T262T48znCk/s1600/paul-z7oos8gvu-144626-530-467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iE3U8HdGJOU/Tx7m5uHOxNI/AAAAAAAADyw/T262T48znCk/s400/paul-z7oos8gvu-144626-530-467.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701248057602917586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3351621442463064677?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3351621442463064677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3351621442463064677&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3351621442463064677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3351621442463064677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2012/01/swoon.html' title='Swoon!'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iE3U8HdGJOU/Tx7m5uHOxNI/AAAAAAAADyw/T262T48znCk/s72-c/paul-z7oos8gvu-144626-530-467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-1177037394340688481</id><published>2012-01-18T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T11:01:07.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mVJ_ISCZlkE/TxbsvoCoBpI/AAAAAAAADxM/8ynMKLneNQ8/s1600/194710383859113201_EceSfVUo_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIBmKu_-yuE/TwuU40jlFAI/AAAAAAAADvM/OvuVvmbcSIQ/s400/37576978110600597_i7RihStu_c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695809857641583618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-7381670367764858027?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/7381670367764858027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=7381670367764858027&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7381670367764858027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7381670367764858027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2012/01/truth.html' title='The Truth'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIBmKu_-yuE/TwuU40jlFAI/AAAAAAAADvM/OvuVvmbcSIQ/s72-c/37576978110600597_i7RihStu_c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-6654253690678770799</id><published>2012-01-07T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:58:31.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need Sleep</title><content type='html'>I have suffered from insomnia for years.  It is not enjoyable.  I am currently in a period of sleeplessness and I'm averaging 2-3 hours a night.  I'm irritable and snappy.  (Just ask the people I live with.)  I really need a good 8 hour night soon, not sure how much more of this I can take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-6654253690678770799?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/6654253690678770799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=6654253690678770799&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6654253690678770799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6654253690678770799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-need-sleep.html' title='I Need Sleep'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-4763823989225622103</id><published>2012-01-05T14:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T15:42:03.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Christmas Nerd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoqlzT0Nf1s/TwYLFCucmyI/AAAAAAAADuQ/2E4KbBaHKek/s1600/514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoqlzT0Nf1s/TwYLFCucmyI/AAAAAAAADuQ/2E4KbBaHKek/s400/514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694250960115505954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas decorations are still up.  Honestly, I don't want to take them down because they make me happy.  I'm thinking that maybe I'll leave it up all year.  Kind of like my own personal&lt;a href="http://bronners.com"&gt; Bronners&lt;/a&gt;.  Okay, so I really won't do this, but I really want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-4763823989225622103?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/4763823989225622103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=4763823989225622103&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4763823989225622103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4763823989225622103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2012/01/confessions-of-christmas-nerd.html' title='Confessions of a Christmas Nerd'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoqlzT0Nf1s/TwYLFCucmyI/AAAAAAAADuQ/2E4KbBaHKek/s72-c/514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-5955112506236322371</id><published>2012-01-04T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T15:17:46.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Project 365</title><content type='html'>After a 2 year break, I am back to posting on my &lt;a href="http://kells-project365.blogspot.com"&gt;Project 365&lt;/a&gt; blog.  Stop by and maybe leave a comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-5955112506236322371?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/5955112506236322371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=5955112506236322371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5955112506236322371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5955112506236322371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2012/01/project-365.html' title='Project 365'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-1319183635414220</id><published>2012-01-03T18:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T18:20:49.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules For 2012</title><content type='html'>1. Free your heart from hatred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Free your mind from worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Live simply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Give more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Expect less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-1319183635414220?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/1319183635414220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=1319183635414220&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1319183635414220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1319183635414220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2012/01/rules-for-2012_03.html' title='Rules For 2012'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-6329998072389513497</id><published>2011-12-25T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:53:16.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RBbFp3ceQnw/TvfvoF_f5lI/AAAAAAAADsk/H03e3Sd91R4/s1600/christmasfacebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RBbFp3ceQnw/TvfvoF_f5lI/AAAAAAAADsk/H03e3Sd91R4/s400/christmasfacebook.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690280126288225874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-6329998072389513497?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/6329998072389513497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=6329998072389513497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6329998072389513497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6329998072389513497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RBbFp3ceQnw/TvfvoF_f5lI/AAAAAAAADsk/H03e3Sd91R4/s72-c/christmasfacebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-5175514776961198186</id><published>2011-12-14T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T08:45:42.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December?</title><content type='html'>Remember all of my well-laid December plans?&lt;br /&gt;Of cookie making and shopping and present wrapping?&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got any of it done.&lt;br /&gt;Because I suck.&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;I am mad at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-5175514776961198186?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/5175514776961198186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=5175514776961198186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5175514776961198186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5175514776961198186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/12/december.html' title='December?'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2626467424657276677</id><published>2011-11-27T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T19:44:11.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uHnmP3ddcqM/TtLZTJt2rKI/AAAAAAAADq0/kGDKLdGGqmg/s1600/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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This is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[in parking lot]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl I Don't Recognize: "Hi Maddy!"&lt;br /&gt;Maddy: "Hi!"&lt;br /&gt;Me, when she's out of earshot: "Maddy, who was that?"&lt;br /&gt;Maddy: "Oh, a girl that goes to my school. She's not in any of my classes, though."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[in produce section]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I Don't Recognize: "Hi Maddy!"&lt;br /&gt;Maddy: "Hi!"&lt;br /&gt;Me, when he's out of earshot: "Who was that?"&lt;br /&gt;Maddy: "Oh, a boy that goes to my school."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Is he in your classes?"&lt;br /&gt;Maddy: "No, but I see him in the hallway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[two minutes later]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman I Don't Recognize: "Hi Maddy!"&lt;br /&gt;Maddy: "Hi!"&lt;br /&gt;Me, when she's out of earshot: "Maddy, who was that?"&lt;br /&gt;Maddy: "Oh, that's Mrs. So and So, she teaches Senior history."&lt;br /&gt;Me: !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This continued on throughout the store two more times. It was like grocery shopping with some sort of celebrity, I tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am intrigued at this other life she leads, where she seems to know every single person in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record: I did not see a single person I knew at the store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-8259456541681112627?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/8259456541681112627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=8259456541681112627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8259456541681112627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8259456541681112627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/11/maddys-other-life.html' title='Maddy&apos;s Other Life'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-46693162074885265</id><published>2011-10-29T08:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T11:28:38.595-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbroken</title><content type='html'>Sweet baby Mandy Grace went to be with Jesus yesterday afternoon.  I am heartbroken for my friend.  Please keep Carrie, her husband, Don and their kids, Gabby, Moses and Melody in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-46693162074885265?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/46693162074885265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=46693162074885265&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/46693162074885265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/46693162074885265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-baby-mandy-grace-went-to-be-with.html' title='Heartbroken'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-7703773888903170445</id><published>2011-10-08T10:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T10:33:53.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandy Grace Update from Carrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mcoo9B7-WyM/TpBfRcvD1CI/AAAAAAAADqg/LOOmMi-rFWc/s1600/mand.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mcoo9B7-WyM/TpBfRcvD1CI/AAAAAAAADqg/LOOmMi-rFWc/s400/mand.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661129484980704290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div class="mvm uiStreamAttachments clearfix" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:10}" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="fsm fwn fcg" style="font-size: 11px; color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;&lt;div class="mts uiAttachmentDesc translationEligibleUserAttachmentMessage" style="margin-top: 5px; word-wrap: break-word; color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "&gt;Day 19, Our baby has Trisomy 18. An extra chromosome. Three of the #18 chromosome instead of two. Well, so what? Sounds pretty benign. doesn't it? After all, we have what, 46 all together? What's one extra chromosome among friends? Well, it turns out that one little #18 chromosome has more power than all the others put together. It is a tiny tornado, packing a destructive force stronger than life itself. Each day is borrowed from here on out. Today we are going to try out our car seat in the house to see if we may be strong enough to travel... 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How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. What makes you happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You do, Mama &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. What is your favorite animal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My cow, Herbie.  (he has an imaginary pet cow)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. What is your favorite thing to eat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;McDonald's Fruit Salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. What is your least favorite thing to eat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Boogers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. What is your favorite thing to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Exercise and Eat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. What is your favorite TV show?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Peppa Pig  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Peppa is a British pig.  Elek now asks for pounds intsead of dollars, calls me mummy on occasion, and told me to turn on the telly.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. What are you really good at?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Building towers with my blocks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. What is your favorite movie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. What is your favorite song?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ABC's and Jesus Loves Me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. What is your favorite color?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Red&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Who is your best friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Xavier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. What do you and mom do together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Clean up my mess. &lt;/span&gt; (I think I do the majority of the cleaning up, he pretty much only makes the mess.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. What do you and dad do together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wash clothes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  (Michael does help with the laundry often)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. What is your favorite sport?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Skateboarding (his brother may be a slight influence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Where is your favorite place to go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The corn maze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; (he has never been to a corn maze, but has been bugging to go for several days.  he wants to run around it "like a mouse".)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. What is your favorite book?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little Red Riding Hood&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18.  What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A chef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-7174459533933106440?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/7174459533933106440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=7174459533933106440&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7174459533933106440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7174459533933106440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/09/q-with-elek-age-3-12.html' title='Q &amp; A with Elek, Age 3 1/2'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2v-GZyWSFho/ToSD-3RcjdI/AAAAAAAADqY/HgHOEVmqJsQ/s72-c/Pocketbooth-11-09-27-17-08-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-8213032032075802550</id><published>2011-09-27T09:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:57:44.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update from Carrie, Mandy Grace's Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eu_LDj2uk_A/ToHWGr4pw3I/AAAAAAAADqQ/EkkBxBRb5JU/s1600/mandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eu_LDj2uk_A/ToHWGr4pw3I/AAAAAAAADqQ/EkkBxBRb5JU/s400/mandy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657038017301955442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord Day 8 has arrived and we are all still in good spirits! Baby was cold last night and gave me a scare but this morning warm, cuddly and eating! We met our hospice nurse for the first time yesterday. Mandy was all dolled up bow and all. Lungs were clear of fluid and she looked good! Mat 21:22 — And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-8213032032075802550?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/8213032032075802550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=8213032032075802550&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8213032032075802550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8213032032075802550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/09/update-from-carrie-mandy-graces-mom.html' title='Update from Carrie, Mandy Grace&apos;s Mom'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eu_LDj2uk_A/ToHWGr4pw3I/AAAAAAAADqQ/EkkBxBRb5JU/s72-c/mandy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3740146459978076650</id><published>2011-09-26T07:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T10:50:35.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandy Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rNznGifvcms/ToBpFgeFHvI/AAAAAAAADp4/ZCpaCBBNVIs/s1600/Mandy%2BGrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rNznGifvcms/ToBpFgeFHvI/AAAAAAAADp4/ZCpaCBBNVIs/s400/Mandy%2BGrace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656636675313704690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was reminded this morning how truly blessed I am. My heart is broken to learn of my friend, Carrie, had her sweet baby girl, Mandy Grace...she was born with trisomy 18 which doesn't have a very long life span...usually 10 days. Right now they are at home enjoying each day with their miracle....Please, please, keep them in your prayers and that they have many days with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3740146459978076650?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3740146459978076650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3740146459978076650&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3740146459978076650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3740146459978076650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/09/mandy-grace.html' title='Mandy Grace'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rNznGifvcms/ToBpFgeFHvI/AAAAAAAADp4/ZCpaCBBNVIs/s72-c/Mandy%2BGrace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-1336891122374934236</id><published>2011-09-08T20:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T20:48:21.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Favorite Quote</title><content type='html'>"Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve. &lt;br /&gt;Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.  She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow. &lt;br /&gt;She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book. &lt;br /&gt;Buy her another cup of coffee. &lt;br /&gt;Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice. &lt;br /&gt;It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by God, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does. &lt;br /&gt;She has to give it a shot somehow. &lt;br /&gt;Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world. &lt;br /&gt;Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two. &lt;br /&gt;Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series. &lt;br /&gt;If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are. &lt;br /&gt;You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype. &lt;br /&gt;You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots. &lt;br /&gt;Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads. &lt;br /&gt;Or better yet, date a girl who writes." --Rosemary Urquico&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-1336891122374934236?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/1336891122374934236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=1336891122374934236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1336891122374934236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1336891122374934236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/09/date-girl-who-reads.html' title='My New Favorite Quote'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2051808579389401835</id><published>2011-09-08T09:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T09:18:16.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinspiration - Wordy</title><content type='html'>So I'm totally addicted to the site&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com"&gt; Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;. It's one of my FAVORITE places to find inspiration.  Thought today I'd post a few things I've "pinned" and maybe it will inspire you.  If you have never heard of Pinterest before - you don't know what you're missing!  Let me know and I can send you an invite and you can start pinning goodies, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm posting some word art that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9vSudoXoPtI/Tmi_9Kz2FUI/AAAAAAAADnw/gawZZBiog88/s1600/116515132_pbCqgyVx_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9vSudoXoPtI/Tmi_9Kz2FUI/AAAAAAAADnw/gawZZBiog88/s400/116515132_pbCqgyVx_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649976790131021122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eo5EF6YpsfY/Tmi_8s3AXNI/AAAAAAAADno/kO8H9WF-hCs/s1600/131707991_Wh4D3T1O_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 64px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eo5EF6YpsfY/Tmi_8s3AXNI/AAAAAAAADno/kO8H9WF-hCs/s400/131707991_Wh4D3T1O_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649976782091214034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lSriGlIgGDM/Tmi_8ZwiyLI/AAAAAAAADng/AwRLmKN075w/s1600/171193100_DqFhoM4g_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lSriGlIgGDM/Tmi_8ZwiyLI/AAAAAAAADng/AwRLmKN075w/s400/171193100_DqFhoM4g_c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649976776963836082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Td5oFjHHLlM/Tmi_8PMZStI/AAAAAAAADnY/2xeJ8t2pZhU/s1600/il_fullxfull_175700695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Td5oFjHHLlM/Tmi_8PMZStI/AAAAAAAADnY/2xeJ8t2pZhU/s400/il_fullxfull_175700695.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649976774127864530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bXDfn2IxOsQ/Tmi_7nOp87I/AAAAAAAADnQ/ngtomkikcSI/s1600/lovegrows.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bXDfn2IxOsQ/Tmi_7nOp87I/AAAAAAAADnQ/ngtomkikcSI/s400/lovegrows.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649976763399926706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XgTYPaSNCww/TmjAY9zpFCI/AAAAAAAADoY/Gd6Sa5MQccU/s1600/31341936_eUD693U0_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XgTYPaSNCww/TmjAY9zpFCI/AAAAAAAADoY/Gd6Sa5MQccU/s400/31341936_eUD693U0_c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649977267676845090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ctLDSd2Gc4Y/TmjAYT4GsAI/AAAAAAAADoQ/hWtpQYoccuM/s1600/91119719_B6DyXESP_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ctLDSd2Gc4Y/TmjAYT4GsAI/AAAAAAAADoQ/hWtpQYoccuM/s400/91119719_B6DyXESP_c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649977256421273602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYWszjWFtOU/TmjAYD1HfKI/AAAAAAAADoI/us9FwZCrTqg/s1600/166195100_UTkGx9yM_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYWszjWFtOU/TmjAYD1HfKI/AAAAAAAADoI/us9FwZCrTqg/s400/166195100_UTkGx9yM_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649977252113775778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iACZFZ3Astw/TmjAXhuQcxI/AAAAAAAADoA/_iNehuQE74Y/s1600/103455311_6O4boByf_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iACZFZ3Astw/TmjAXhuQcxI/AAAAAAAADoA/_iNehuQE74Y/s400/103455311_6O4boByf_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649977242958197522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7NkAcl2pOs/TmjAXRQ_VGI/AAAAAAAADn4/_lPu5AkxnlE/s1600/109388474_OwUZWK1B_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l7NkAcl2pOs/TmjAXRQ_VGI/AAAAAAAADn4/_lPu5AkxnlE/s400/109388474_OwUZWK1B_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649977238540473442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2051808579389401835?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2051808579389401835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2051808579389401835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2051808579389401835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2051808579389401835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/09/pinspiration-wordy.html' title='Pinspiration - Wordy'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9vSudoXoPtI/Tmi_9Kz2FUI/AAAAAAAADnw/gawZZBiog88/s72-c/116515132_pbCqgyVx_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-6276193295583356029</id><published>2011-08-29T16:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T16:25:17.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Break the wrist and walk away.</title><content type='html'>Do you remember that line from Napoleon Dynamite?  I say it in my head every time I spend large amounts of time with my teenager.  Every teenager has crazy good, if quite absurd, argumentative skills.  They can walk you up and down, back and forth, till your dizzy in your head, with their theories, reasoning, evidence and debates.  "Break the wrist and walk away," I tell myself.  Which doesn't really involve any breakage of any wrists, just a quick cut and run.  State your point (the wrist) and walk away.  If you argue back, you might as well sit and get comfortable because it's going to be a long one.  There is nothing like, "Because I said so", that terribly frustrating line we all said we'd never utter after hearing it ourselves years and years ago, but now come to learn it's the oasis in the middle of the stormy shore of adolescent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-6276193295583356029?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/6276193295583356029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=6276193295583356029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6276193295583356029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6276193295583356029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/08/break-wrist-and-walk-away.html' title='Break the wrist and walk away.'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-7119477456542312984</id><published>2011-08-15T11:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T11:46:35.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Musings</title><content type='html'>What's with Mick Jagger lately?&lt;br /&gt;Not Mick himself, but other song writers, &lt;br /&gt;writing about Mick Jagger. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first noticed this in 2009's MUSH &lt;br /&gt;(aka Mandatory Ubiquitous Summer Hit) Tik Tok by Ke$ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the dudes are lining up &lt;br /&gt;'Cause they hear we got swagger&lt;br /&gt;But we kick em to the curb &lt;br /&gt;Unless they look like Mick Jagger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember thinking....&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Ke$ha. You DO know what Mick Jagger looks like...right? &lt;br /&gt;No? Here's the object of your desire..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hpkKWlu3A6Q/Tkk-HWR80eI/AAAAAAAADnA/3Q8xAwDKAp8/s1600/mick_jagger_lead_narrowweb__300x4310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hpkKWlu3A6Q/Tkk-HWR80eI/AAAAAAAADnA/3Q8xAwDKAp8/s400/mick_jagger_lead_narrowweb__300x4310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641108304219132386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know....That's not fair! Post a picture of Mick in his PRIME!&lt;br /&gt;Okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-Hp7wKeBoY/Tkk-bStzszI/AAAAAAAADnI/12XDz8bSaVk/s1600/600full-mick-jagger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 384px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-Hp7wKeBoY/Tkk-bStzszI/AAAAAAAADnI/12XDz8bSaVk/s400/600full-mick-jagger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641108646859617074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...still not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then...it struck again!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the humiliation of copying lyrics from the likes of Ke$ha...&lt;br /&gt;her name has a dollar sign in it. &lt;br /&gt;{shudder}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From The Time by Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-all these girls, they like my swagger&lt;br /&gt;They callin’ me Mick Jagger&lt;br /&gt;I be rollin’ like a Stone&lt;br /&gt;Jet-setter, jet-lagger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible they used it more stupidly than Ke$ha? Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NOW...the most baffling of all.&lt;br /&gt;An entire song about Mick Jagger by Adam Levine &lt;br /&gt;(of Maroon 5 and "super-hot guy" fame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to try to control you&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes and I'll own you&lt;br /&gt;With them moves like jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like jagger&lt;br /&gt;I've got the moves like jagger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin'. It's a weird trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-7119477456542312984?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/7119477456542312984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=7119477456542312984&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7119477456542312984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7119477456542312984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/08/monday-musings.html' title='Monday Musings'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hpkKWlu3A6Q/Tkk-HWR80eI/AAAAAAAADnA/3Q8xAwDKAp8/s72-c/mick_jagger_lead_narrowweb__300x4310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-7834896075353942165</id><published>2011-07-11T06:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T06:48:01.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer In My Ears</title><content type='html'>mom&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;can we&lt;br /&gt;when do we&lt;br /&gt;what time are we&lt;br /&gt;why &lt;br /&gt;why &lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;why not&lt;br /&gt;what are we&lt;br /&gt;can you take me&lt;br /&gt;are you going to&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;what's for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;what's for lunch&lt;br /&gt;what's for dinner&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;why do i have to&lt;br /&gt;why do you have to&lt;br /&gt;why do they have to&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;mom&lt;br /&gt;mom..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-7834896075353942165?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/7834896075353942165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=7834896075353942165&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7834896075353942165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7834896075353942165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-in-my-ears.html' title='Summer In My Ears'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2961348286318313759</id><published>2011-07-10T02:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T02:36:01.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Believe</title><content type='html'>As a mom, I am my child’s best advocate. Who loves them more? Who knows them more? No teacher, no doctor, no friend, no one else. As they get older, the advocating needs to be handed off to them…but when they are young, I will be the one to trust my gut. Mother's intuition is a gift that comes along with that baby. I’ve learned to never doubt mine-even if it makes me uncomfortable, even if it makes others uncomfortable, even if it makes me unpopular, even if it makes me the odd ball out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2961348286318313759?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2961348286318313759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2961348286318313759&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2961348286318313759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2961348286318313759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-i-believe.html' title='What I Believe'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-9019919573310056250</id><published>2011-07-09T13:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T13:38:25.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QAN7O1Gzddw/ThiRMFSO4WI/AAAAAAAADmw/10NUYO_XhoE/s1600/0222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QAN7O1Gzddw/ThiRMFSO4WI/AAAAAAAADmw/10NUYO_XhoE/s400/0222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627407371162542434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AD6XAm7OQ-8/ThiRLhhRdxI/AAAAAAAADmo/e1wvuIJeDGc/s1600/0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AD6XAm7OQ-8/ThiRLhhRdxI/AAAAAAAADmo/e1wvuIJeDGc/s400/0132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627407361561949970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mYrlmcCFzMM/ThiRK80Km2I/AAAAAAAADmg/htwOpDS-2vw/s1600/0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mYrlmcCFzMM/ThiRK80Km2I/AAAAAAAADmg/htwOpDS-2vw/s400/0172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627407351709080418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p_10Ba1hHRI/ThiRrAVpGUI/AAAAAAAADm4/3_6AdvBeWMw/s1600/i11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p_10Ba1hHRI/ThiRrAVpGUI/AAAAAAAADm4/3_6AdvBeWMw/s400/i11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627407902410611010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little quotation is a reminder to us all I think.  It is a call to slow down, it is a call to log off, it is a call to leave that cell phone unanswered, to STOP and listen to our children, to be PRESENT.  When we are not distracted all day long, we have the ability to be engaged with our families.  When we are engaged with our families, we are more calm and centered and tuned in to our children.  Our children feel worthy of our attention and love.  And that's the feeling they will carry with them into adulthood, and never forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-9019919573310056250?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/9019919573310056250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=9019919573310056250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/9019919573310056250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/9019919573310056250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/07/being-present.html' title='Being Present'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QAN7O1Gzddw/ThiRMFSO4WI/AAAAAAAADmw/10NUYO_XhoE/s72-c/0222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-7906876409104941504</id><published>2011-06-27T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T16:07:00.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallowing</title><content type='html'>Forgive me if I don't answer my phone for the rest of the day.  The phone calls I have received so far this morning have been such that I am not willing to risk answering another one.  Because, really, what are the chances of it being someone with good news or kind words?  Slim today.  {Plus I have caller ID, so if you're friendly I'll call you back. . . . tomorrow. You wouldn't want to talk to me now anyway.}  It's just one of those days.  I'm completely overwhelmed with the circumstances of my life and I don't want to see or talk to anyone.  I know it's ridiculous -- my life is pretty simple compared to most -- but sometimes I just really wish I lived by myself in a cave where no one wanted or expected anything from me.  So I could wallow without feeling guilty.  I'll be back tomorrow with a bright new outlook.  Promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-7906876409104941504?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/7906876409104941504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=7906876409104941504&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7906876409104941504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7906876409104941504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/06/wallowing.html' title='Wallowing'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-8882174828459943123</id><published>2011-06-24T09:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T09:32:14.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wCDxHXXou5Q/TgSRtO7RNgI/AAAAAAAADl4/W0c1HSGECf8/s1600/jw_thumb%255B2%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 326px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wCDxHXXou5Q/TgSRtO7RNgI/AAAAAAAADl4/W0c1HSGECf8/s400/jw_thumb%255B2%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621778441152050690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FryH2Zjpqcc/TgSRk0Rb6mI/AAAAAAAADlw/00al0n0mudM/s1600/john_wayne_thumb%255B3%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FryH2Zjpqcc/TgSRk0Rb6mI/AAAAAAAADlw/00al0n0mudM/s400/john_wayne_thumb%255B3%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621778296558316130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-8882174828459943123?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/8882174828459943123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=8882174828459943123&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8882174828459943123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8882174828459943123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/06/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wCDxHXXou5Q/TgSRtO7RNgI/AAAAAAAADl4/W0c1HSGECf8/s72-c/jw_thumb%255B2%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-8493430400865220221</id><published>2011-06-23T04:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T04:00:08.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorandum</title><content type='html'>To: All Household Team Members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:  Mom (CFO, Senior VP, Head of Maintenance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:  Kitchen usage during Summer schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm sure you are aware, due to our current summer schedule the staff kitchen is seeing much heavier traffic than usual.  I feel it is necessary at this time to remind all crew members of the guidelines regarding kitchen usage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The kitchen appliances (other than refrigerator} should only be used during designated meal times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Designated (and reasonable) meal times, as determined by the management  are as follows:  Breakfast:  6 a.m. to 9 a.m.  (to accommodate  for differences in shift starting times.)   Lunch:  11:30 a.m. to 1:00 p.m.  and   Dinner:   5:00 p.m. to 6:30 p.m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Please try to coordinate your meals with your team members.  (eg. if you would like to make  macaroni and cheese, you might ask everyone else if they would like to share a box with you.)  This will eliminate food waste, decrease water consumption, and alleviate dish pile-up in the sink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Dishes used during meal preparation should be rinsed out and placed in the sink for further cleaning.  Please do not leave dishes anywhere other than the sink.  The desk, coffee table, arm of the couch and counter tops in any room are not "close enough" to the sink to count.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Likewise, the phrase "I'll get that in just one minute" should not be used as it relates to removal of dishes from aforementioned locations.  A DVR has been provided for your convenience, therefore waiting for a commercial to rinse dishes should be unnecessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Furthermore, if you allow the dog to lick the remnants of food off of your dishes, the dishes are neither a) clean nor b) the dog's responsibility.  You must still return these dishes to the sink for further cleaning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you are hungry at times other than designated meal times, you will find prepackaged snacks in the pantry.  Perhaps you would also occasionally consider the fruit bin in the refrigerator as a reasonable source for snacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. As dinner is often provided by the management at no cost to you, please check with the manager on duty before consuming anything after 4:00 p.m. to be advised of dinner's ETA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your immediate attention to this matter.  I feel that following these guidelines will result in a much happier and more pleasant workplace for all involved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-8493430400865220221?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/8493430400865220221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=8493430400865220221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8493430400865220221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8493430400865220221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/06/memorandum.html' title='Memorandum'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-1684834898755475972</id><published>2011-06-22T11:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T11:16:00.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Never.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmEKR4hg2Y4/TgC2EYaD8qI/AAAAAAAADlo/ZGwDijQD9Mk/s1600/il_570xN_246752198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmEKR4hg2Y4/TgC2EYaD8qI/AAAAAAAADlo/ZGwDijQD9Mk/s400/il_570xN_246752198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620692521345872546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will not leave you comfortless:&lt;br /&gt;I will come to you.”&lt;br /&gt;John 14:18 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never grow tired of reading that.&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-1684834898755475972?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/1684834898755475972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=1684834898755475972&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1684834898755475972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1684834898755475972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/06/never.html' title='Never.'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XmEKR4hg2Y4/TgC2EYaD8qI/AAAAAAAADlo/ZGwDijQD9Mk/s72-c/il_570xN_246752198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-6757580698910228700</id><published>2011-06-21T09:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T10:14:01.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on Tuesday</title><content type='html'>1. I started this post 15 minutes and have yet to come up with 1 thing, 10 should be near impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Summer vacation started on Thursday and I have yet to sleep later than 6:30.  Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Maddy has 7 softball games this week.  One yesterday, one today, one tomorrow, one Friday and 3 Saturday.  Add to that practice, All-Star practice and cheer practice and you've got a very busy girl (and mom!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Elek has had it with softball games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I want to redecorate my house.  Especially my bedroom.  This is not a good thing.  We've only lived here 16 months and nothing really needs to be redone.  I just get bored with things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm addicted to the Clorox Bleach Pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 15 more minutes have elapsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I got my replacement Kindle yesterday.  So happy.  I never want to go 3 weeks without a Kindle again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I really want an iPhone.  Not getting one any time soon, but want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Watching "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant" on TLC.  I find this show nutty because seriously, how do you not know you are pregnant?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-6757580698910228700?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/6757580698910228700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=6757580698910228700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6757580698910228700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6757580698910228700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/06/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='Ten on Tuesday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-5160586111307984899</id><published>2011-06-17T13:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:00:12.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This I Know</title><content type='html'>I know that I can learn something from every person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that time heals wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the process of creating makes me feel deeply happy and close to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we each have something important to do on this earth and I get excited when I feel like I'm figuring mine out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that patience is one of the most divine qualities and I'm definitely still working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that laughter makes everything more bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sleep well when I've accomplished a lot in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I shouldn't keep score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that helping others is an important part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to care less about what others think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that each year of my life will pass faster than the one before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Madison, Ian and Elek were supposed to be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that marrying Michael was not only the right decision, but a privilege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can change.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that all I have comes from the Lord and He's pleased when I share it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-5160586111307984899?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/5160586111307984899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=5160586111307984899&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5160586111307984899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5160586111307984899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-i-know.html' title='This I Know'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-8277427570511874570</id><published>2011-05-31T16:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T13:24:13.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on Tuesday</title><content type='html'>1. It feels like I just posted yesterday, but nope, it was 2 weeks ago. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We have Maddy's honors banquet tonight. That means I actually have to change out of the yoga pants (no, I don't do yoga.) I am currently wearing. And I have to put on make-up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It's way too hot outside. Please bring back Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I need to go grocery shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Elek is currently watching Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs for the 127,403 time and he's naked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I really need a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have lots of new ideas for shirts for Elek. Made his Fourth of July shirt the other day. I wish my oldest 2 would wear shirts that I make for them, but no, they they claim that they are too old for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My Kindle got stepped on a few nights ago. By the biggest foot in the house. The Kindle is dead now. :( I feel lost without it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Thought I was going to go all Hungarian on someone last night, but thankfully 30 minutes if &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com"&gt;Pinterest &lt;/a&gt;time made me feel lots better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Can you believe this post doesn't have a single photo in it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-8277427570511874570?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/8277427570511874570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=8277427570511874570&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8277427570511874570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8277427570511874570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/05/ten-on-tuesday_31.html' title='Ten on Tuesday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-647258505752866882</id><published>2011-05-24T22:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T22:28:46.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on Tuesday</title><content type='html'>1. I have spent numerous hours the past few days looking at recipes online.  I am quite sick of everything I make.  I need something new.  The only problem is the people I live with are crazy picky and pretty much refuse to try anything new.  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I my search of new recipes I discovered this website.  &lt;a href="http://myrecipes-online.com/"&gt;My Recipes Online.&lt;/a&gt;  Love that there is somewhere online that I can store my recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You would think that with all my recipe searching I would have made something fabulous for dinner tonight.  Wrong!  We had a store made pizza that I just threw in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have decided that I have a slight obsessive personality.  About a month ago I decided rather than paying $20 for a personlized t-shirt for Elek on Etsy that I could just make him one myself.  I have now made 20+ shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AFVZ_6D8Vfo/TdxmchC7i6I/AAAAAAAADlc/hCDAgnP1DXs/s1600/0562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AFVZ_6D8Vfo/TdxmchC7i6I/AAAAAAAADlc/hCDAgnP1DXs/s400/0562.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610471875889826722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Elek is finally completely potty trained!  Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I can't wait until school is out and we can sleep in.  Also, I am tired of driving for an hour in the morning driving people to school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. It's 10:19 p.m. and Elek is still awake.  Someone had a late nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ian came in from skateboarding earlier and was holding his hand and tearing up.  I almost passed out.  He just got his cast off last week and does not need another one.  Thankfully it was just scratched up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I need something new to read.  Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. My porch light keeps flickering and it's slightly freaking me out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-647258505752866882?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/647258505752866882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=647258505752866882&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/647258505752866882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/647258505752866882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/05/ten-on-tuesday.html' title='Ten on Tuesday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AFVZ_6D8Vfo/TdxmchC7i6I/AAAAAAAADlc/hCDAgnP1DXs/s72-c/0562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3390315120290905344</id><published>2011-05-14T13:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T13:10:18.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartsy</title><content type='html'>Have you heard of &lt;a href="http://heartsy.me/"&gt;Heartsy&lt;/a&gt;? I’m so excited about this adorable new site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like Etsy and you like deal sites like Groupon (both are weaknesses of mine), then Heartsy is for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartsy is a site that only offered handmade Etsy vendor deals (though the site is not affiliated with Etsy). Deals are at least 50% off and are often in the $7-$20 range!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you sign up with my &lt;a href="http://heartsy.me/users/74529/referral?c=plink"&gt;referral link&lt;/a&gt;, you should get an automatic $5 credit in your account. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you refer others and they purchase a deal, you get $5 in your account! I signed up yesterday and immediately got my $5 credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go sign up for Heartsy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3390315120290905344?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3390315120290905344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3390315120290905344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3390315120290905344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3390315120290905344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/05/heartsy.html' title='Heartsy'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-906685925296694698</id><published>2011-05-13T20:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T20:56:40.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No one else will ever know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLbzr8WZMBA/Tc3QBJR4oII/AAAAAAAADk0/hNvKelXefeg/s1600/04-07-2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606365829235515522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLbzr8WZMBA/Tc3QBJR4oII/AAAAAAAADk0/hNvKelXefeg/s400/04-07-2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the strength of my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PO28vkFBr0E/Tc3SQtTpSvI/AAAAAAAADk8/sNouqpmNAvU/s1600/09-28-2010%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606368295627868914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PO28vkFBr0E/Tc3SQtTpSvI/AAAAAAAADk8/sNouqpmNAvU/s400/09-28-2010%2B017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, you're the only ones who know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMSZedJY4wE/Tc3S0TujQ1I/AAAAAAAADlE/QrH2cop8Z0c/s1600/04-09-2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606368907236688722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CMSZedJY4wE/Tc3S0TujQ1I/AAAAAAAADlE/QrH2cop8Z0c/s400/04-09-2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what my heart sounds like from the inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-906685925296694698?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/906685925296694698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=906685925296694698&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/906685925296694698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/906685925296694698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-one-else-will-ever-know-strength-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lLbzr8WZMBA/Tc3QBJR4oII/AAAAAAAADk0/hNvKelXefeg/s72-c/04-07-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-8016316495147988644</id><published>2011-05-07T17:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T17:53:53.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms</title><content type='html'>Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did God make mothers?&lt;br /&gt;1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mostly to clean the house..&lt;br /&gt;3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did God make mothers?&lt;br /&gt;1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.&lt;br /&gt;3. God made my mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ingredients are mothers made of?&lt;br /&gt;1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.&lt;br /&gt;2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?&lt;br /&gt;1. We're related.&lt;br /&gt;2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's mom like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of a little girl was your mom?&lt;br /&gt;1. My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.&lt;br /&gt;3. They say she used to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did Mom need to know about Dad before she married him?&lt;br /&gt;1. His last name.&lt;br /&gt;2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?&lt;br /&gt;3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did your Mom marry your Dad?&lt;br /&gt;1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my mom eats a lot.&lt;br /&gt;2. She got too old to do anything else with him. &lt;br /&gt;3. My grandma says that mom didn't have her thinking cap on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the boss at your house?&lt;br /&gt;1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.&lt;br /&gt;3. I guess mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between moms and dads?&lt;br /&gt;1. Moms WORK AT WORK AND WORK AT HOME and &lt;br /&gt;Dads JUST GO TO WORK AT WORK.&lt;br /&gt;2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.&lt;br /&gt;3. Dads are taller and stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friends.&lt;br /&gt;4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your mom do in her spare time?&lt;br /&gt;1. Mothers don't do spare time.&lt;br /&gt;2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would it take to make your Mom perfect?&lt;br /&gt;1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd dye it, maybe blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change one thing about your Mom, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'd make my Mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it not me.&lt;br /&gt;3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed Mother's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-8016316495147988644?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/8016316495147988644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=8016316495147988644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8016316495147988644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8016316495147988644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/05/moms.html' title='Moms'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3813937710202143502</id><published>2011-05-04T09:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T09:41:42.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JI2mqo9D6hE/TcFXg4GqVpI/AAAAAAAADks/SaeDuMRkGh8/s1600/476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JI2mqo9D6hE/TcFXg4GqVpI/AAAAAAAADks/SaeDuMRkGh8/s400/476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602855633753364114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3813937710202143502?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3813937710202143502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3813937710202143502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3813937710202143502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3813937710202143502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/05/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JI2mqo9D6hE/TcFXg4GqVpI/AAAAAAAADks/SaeDuMRkGh8/s72-c/476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-9036146044686561376</id><published>2011-04-28T17:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T17:19:11.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Lesson For My Daughter</title><content type='html'>To my daughter:&lt;br /&gt;One doesn't like to generalize about any group of people, but here's the deal. You have to play a bit hard to get when dating boys. I know, I know...you don't want to play games. But it's not really a game. Yes, it's stupid and childish, but it's instinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NSc_QxEQTIo/TbnZZIyLr4I/AAAAAAAADkk/yHDSPSK9IfA/s1600/jared_leto_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NSc_QxEQTIo/TbnZZIyLr4I/AAAAAAAADkk/yHDSPSK9IfA/s400/jared_leto_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600746637489844098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(this is my dream man, jared leto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men can't go hunt buffalo for us anymore while we guard the cave. But they want to hunt. Deep down, they need to hunt. And sadly, the only area in their lives where this is still a possibility is on the dating scene*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it's silly and immature and kind of lame.  But I think you'll find that, before you find the right one, you'll date plenty of boys that are silly, immature and kind of lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when it's time to date, just play it cool. Not freezing. Just cool. They'll want you more.  I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Daddy is going to try and tell you this advice is wrong. That he wasn't like this (he was). That lots of boys are not hunters (they are) and that boys don't play relationship games (they do).  Don't listen to him.  Listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*unless they actually hunt. Like deer and elk and stuff. With guns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-9036146044686561376?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/9036146044686561376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=9036146044686561376&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/9036146044686561376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/9036146044686561376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-lesson-for-my-daughter.html' title='Life Lesson For My Daughter'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NSc_QxEQTIo/TbnZZIyLr4I/AAAAAAAADkk/yHDSPSK9IfA/s72-c/jared_leto_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3671013248995532856</id><published>2011-04-27T12:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T17:09:00.988-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curve on Cursive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-neiuAEiCz3Q/TbhJl_TXXDI/AAAAAAAADkc/nEpUr-upghU/s1600/_ZWriting.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-neiuAEiCz3Q/TbhJl_TXXDI/AAAAAAAADkc/nEpUr-upghU/s400/_ZWriting.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600307053631855666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help! Am I the only one who feels the country is on the slippery slide to Hell? Case in point, read this, as reported by ABC News:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forty-one states have so far adopted the new Common Core State Standards for English, which does not require cursive. Set by the Council of Chief State School Officers (CCSSO) and the National Governors Association (NGA), the standards provide a general framework for what students are expected to learn before college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;States are allowed the option of re-including cursive if they so choose, which is what Massachusetts and California have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the latest to contemplate abandoning the script is Georgia, where teachers and administrators will meet in March to discuss erasing the longhand style from its lesson plans, says Georgia Department of Education spokesman Matt Cardoza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The argument is that cursive is time-consuming and not as useful as the keyboard skills students will need as they move on to junior high and high school."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the musical "Bye Bye Birdie" there is a song titled, "What's the Matter with Kids Today?". I guess it could be sung throughout the centuries for every generation. No cursive writing? Who will be able to sign their own name? Text. Texting. Sexting. All it takes is two thumbs and a lowered understanding of the English language. Spelling? Oooops, who needs that? Where U At? Dear God, what is happening in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do teachers not remember what cursive teaches us beyond just a writing style? Neatness, concentration, control over motor skills, and maybe even an appreciation for art, beauty, and vision? Since it opens the way to drawing, painting, and many other forms of hand-eye visual coordination, how can we cheat (cripple!) future generations by leaving out this important feature of their education? Maybe I am a little crazy about this, but I honestly remember drawing my first butterfly in the margins of my First Grade writing exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess kids today will have to learn to draw with their thumbs on a tiny keyboard. Good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3671013248995532856?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3671013248995532856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3671013248995532856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3671013248995532856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3671013248995532856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/04/curve-on-cursive.html' title='The Curve on Cursive'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-neiuAEiCz3Q/TbhJl_TXXDI/AAAAAAAADkc/nEpUr-upghU/s72-c/_ZWriting.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2458606252535663027</id><published>2011-04-11T12:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T13:08:20.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday</title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time since I've done a Not Me Monday so I thought I'd do one today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ItITXd3zrEA/TaMzEcVa-_I/AAAAAAAADkE/a6No3THvFYQ/s1600/208221_10150153091403160_603098159_6739551_4905420_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ItITXd3zrEA/TaMzEcVa-_I/AAAAAAAADkE/a6No3THvFYQ/s400/208221_10150153091403160_603098159_6739551_4905420_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594371313542822898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;em&gt;wasn't&lt;/em&gt; my son who fell off his skateboard, whined for minute and went on his way skating with his friend for the next 3 hours. He &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; then come home and say that his hand &lt;em&gt;wasn't&lt;/em&gt; hurting pretty bad. I &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; look at it and decide that we &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; need to go to the ER. He &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; have to have x-rays and the doctor &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; say his finger &lt;em&gt;wasn't &lt;/em&gt;broken. The break &lt;em&gt;isn't&lt;/em&gt; very close to the hand and he &lt;em&gt;doesn't&lt;/em&gt; have an appointment with the pediatrician today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbalfzwZ6YQ/TaM1Q-pxpgI/AAAAAAAADkU/954Zv48CIAI/s1600/04-11-2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hbalfzwZ6YQ/TaM1Q-pxpgI/AAAAAAAADkU/954Zv48CIAI/s400/04-11-2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594373727936685570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;em&gt;isn't&lt;/em&gt; me who knows more about Thomas the Tank Engine than I ever thought I would know. I &lt;em&gt;don't &lt;/em&gt;have to watch it everyday and have to build tracks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9BUM_mZfiM/TaM0o8ppEsI/AAAAAAAADkM/LvciY_8DNxI/s1600/1652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9BUM_mZfiM/TaM0o8ppEsI/AAAAAAAADkM/LvciY_8DNxI/s400/1652.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594373040204485314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; my 14 year old daughter who was "asked out" by a boy she likes, but told him no because she thought they were too young for a relationship. She &lt;em&gt;didn't&lt;/em&gt; say that she likes her life the way it is and doesn't need to deal with a boy. I &lt;em&gt;am not&lt;/em&gt; unbelievably proud of her.  Her dad &lt;em&gt;isn't&lt;/em&gt; thrilled too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2458606252535663027?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2458606252535663027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2458606252535663027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2458606252535663027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2458606252535663027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/04/not-me-monday.html' title='Not Me Monday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ItITXd3zrEA/TaMzEcVa-_I/AAAAAAAADkE/a6No3THvFYQ/s72-c/208221_10150153091403160_603098159_6739551_4905420_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-6506074753042399565</id><published>2011-04-07T18:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T18:47:45.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tap-Tap-Tap</title><content type='html'>Is this thing on?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-6506074753042399565?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/6506074753042399565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=6506074753042399565&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6506074753042399565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6506074753042399565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/04/tap-tap-tap.html' title='Tap-Tap-Tap'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-4417076876993762226</id><published>2011-04-01T09:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T10:03:08.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_v2UmmtQeg/TZXXJbS2XMI/AAAAAAAADj8/Q5yvVGSkViw/s1600/03-22-2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590611069395950786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_v2UmmtQeg/TZXXJbS2XMI/AAAAAAAADj8/Q5yvVGSkViw/s400/03-22-2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...is really into not wearing clothes. i believe i am raising a future nudist. he goes into his bedroom with clothes on and most of the time comes out with them off. the other day i told him "let's get some clothes on" and he quickly replied "let's get our naked on". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...is totally obsessed with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thomas&lt;/span&gt; the tank engine. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been teaching him our address and he remembers the numbers by saying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gordon&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;toby&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;james&lt;/span&gt; is the #5 engine, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gordon&lt;/span&gt; is 4 and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;toby&lt;/span&gt; is 7. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...recognizes all his letter and number up to 100. he knows the sounds that half the letters make. can spell the words book, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;elek&lt;/span&gt;, mama, daddy, hello, spell and joy rd. he knows how to spell joy rd. because it is painted in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt; of the hallways at church. he also can add some. one day he came up to me and said "1+1=2, 2+1=3, 3+1=4, 4+5=9, 9+5=14, 14+10=24, 5+5=10." i have no idea how he knows this. it's kind of amazing that my 3 year old knows this stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...has a crazy imagination. last night i was trying to get him in bed and he was too busy being a baby bird flying out of his nest (his bed). everyday, he is a different animal. today he's raccoon who likes to bite toes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...is loved beyond words. i cannot imagine my life without him. so glad that four years ago when i thought i was done having kids, God knew otherwise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-4417076876993762226?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/4417076876993762226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=4417076876993762226&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4417076876993762226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4417076876993762226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/04/he.html' title='He'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_v2UmmtQeg/TZXXJbS2XMI/AAAAAAAADj8/Q5yvVGSkViw/s72-c/03-22-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-7912256842196764842</id><published>2011-03-30T08:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T08:37:46.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ketlL3N69Vo/TZMhX1os6wI/AAAAAAAADj0/DGVf1nJSius/s1600/n603098159_664304_9215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589848255915420418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ketlL3N69Vo/TZMhX1os6wI/AAAAAAAADj0/DGVf1nJSius/s400/n603098159_664304_9215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Freckles and stripes, speckles and spots. &lt;br /&gt;The nicest of creatures love polka dots.&lt;br /&gt;Look at the leopard, the ladybug too,&lt;br /&gt;and any zebra you see in the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;The dappled giraffe stands on delicate legs.&lt;br /&gt;And thrushes and swallows lay speckled eggs. &lt;br /&gt;Nature is fondest of stripes, spots and speckles&lt;br /&gt;and that is the reason I don't mind my freckles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-7912256842196764842?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/7912256842196764842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=7912256842196764842&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7912256842196764842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7912256842196764842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/03/freckles-and-stripes-speckles-and-spots.html' title=''/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ketlL3N69Vo/TZMhX1os6wI/AAAAAAAADj0/DGVf1nJSius/s72-c/n603098159_664304_9215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-1607879317297834759</id><published>2011-03-16T11:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T12:08:24.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Heaven to be Eleven</title><content type='html'>Eleven years ago today Ian was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J_pCQh54hTw/TYDfWG2_RxI/AAAAAAAADjc/kgT-PHxVoic/s1600/01-10-2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J_pCQh54hTw/TYDfWG2_RxI/AAAAAAAADjc/kgT-PHxVoic/s400/01-10-2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584709108830783250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a freezing cold day in Garden City, Michigan but with only 3 pushes he was out and ready to face the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 4:47 AM and he was 20 1/2 inches long.  (I'm not sure of the actual weight because I'm pretty sure the hospital got it wrong.  They claimed he was 8 lbs. 2 oz., but when I took him to the pediatrician 8 days later he was 10 lbs. 10 oz.  No way did he gain that much weight that quickly!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ewV3GhN3i4/TYDfVs_JP4I/AAAAAAAADjU/U6SakXupASw/s1600/n603098159_664308_4586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ewV3GhN3i4/TYDfVs_JP4I/AAAAAAAADjU/U6SakXupASw/s400/n603098159_664308_4586.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584709101885669250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember him looking me right in eyes and knowing he was going to do great things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ktl8NorGDXc/TYDfVf40q6I/AAAAAAAADjM/5MIPuuohHQo/s1600/09-28-2010%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ktl8NorGDXc/TYDfVf40q6I/AAAAAAAADjM/5MIPuuohHQo/s400/09-28-2010%2B017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584709098369493922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's shy, and unsure of himself at times, knows what he wants, has quite the temper, and is not afraid to try anything (unless it's socially), he will jump off things, fly down the street on his skateboard and climb onto the garage roof.  (Ask me about all his injuries some time.) But he teaches me everyday what it really means to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jcg3_HB43nU/TYDfUww18RI/AAAAAAAADjE/LwCUm5J9d_E/s1600/0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jcg3_HB43nU/TYDfUww18RI/AAAAAAAADjE/LwCUm5J9d_E/s400/0122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584709085719556370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Ian Thomas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I'm your mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-1607879317297834759?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/1607879317297834759/comments/default' title='Post 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especially love netflix through the wii. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my desk looks like a bomb went off on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so glad to be home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have quite an awesome life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't trade it for anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-749576917902409836?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/749576917902409836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=749576917902409836&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/749576917902409836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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am blogging from it now.  sitting next to a woman from clarksville, tennessee which is only 30 minutes from my granny.  found that cool.  i suppose that's about all i've got for now.  somewhat nervous.  it's my first flight.  glad it's only a 90 minutes long.  would appreciate some prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-8654047468809036096?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/8654047468809036096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=8654047468809036096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8654047468809036096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8654047468809036096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/03/coming-to-you-live-from-detroit-metro.html' title='coming to you live from detroit metro airport'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-5875593841523295246</id><published>2011-02-23T11:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T11:23:08.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Year Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhC6jq5Y52U/TWUyWE2BmoI/AAAAAAAADi0/MvqvERNu6WQ/s1600/0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576919068407077506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhC6jq5Y52U/TWUyWE2BmoI/AAAAAAAADi0/MvqvERNu6WQ/s400/0172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9GoWfG8GkQ/TWUyVzZeGNI/AAAAAAAADis/jwaf5alYN7M/s1600/0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576919063723907282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9GoWfG8GkQ/TWUyVzZeGNI/AAAAAAAADis/jwaf5alYN7M/s400/0142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCc9cYV3xqM/TWUyV3ZdCkI/AAAAAAAADik/C8qGi09aCg4/s1600/0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576919064797579842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCc9cYV3xqM/TWUyV3ZdCkI/AAAAAAAADik/C8qGi09aCg4/s400/0132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ji-SvPLg98/TWUyVgW-5kI/AAAAAAAADic/xwgP571bBWc/s1600/0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576919058613200450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ji-SvPLg98/TWUyVgW-5kI/AAAAAAAADic/xwgP571bBWc/s400/0122.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Qx7E6ODY8M/TWUyVRJlGjI/AAAAAAAADiU/4uptgCboP5c/s1600/0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576919054530452018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Qx7E6ODY8M/TWUyVRJlGjI/AAAAAAAADiU/4uptgCboP5c/s400/0082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-5875593841523295246?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/5875593841523295246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=5875593841523295246&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5875593841523295246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5875593841523295246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/02/14-year-pics.html' title='14 Year Pics'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhC6jq5Y52U/TWUyWE2BmoI/AAAAAAAADi0/MvqvERNu6WQ/s72-c/0172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2593326365807457995</id><published>2011-02-20T06:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:22:03.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>14</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EtzsLracZjI/TWExj6DFQTI/AAAAAAAADiM/5q-zFAOjE3c/s1600/02-05-2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575792306608750898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EtzsLracZjI/TWExj6DFQTI/AAAAAAAADiM/5q-zFAOjE3c/s400/02-05-2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is now 14. The baby who taught me what love was...what love is. The kind of love that makes you willing to lay down and die or stand up and live. She is that for me. The first baby that grew in my belly. She is, the startling curly head who forced me to wear my heart on the outside. She is love. She is beauty. She is peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourteen is hitting me harder than 13 did. I have four years before she spreads her blessed wings. I have so much I want to share with her, to teach her, to learn from her. It certainly causes me to stop and think about how fast that time will go... four short years. It makes me want to hide away from all the other things, to shut out the world and just enjoy her, enjoy them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2593326365807457995?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2593326365807457995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2593326365807457995&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2593326365807457995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2593326365807457995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/02/14.html' title='14'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EtzsLracZjI/TWExj6DFQTI/AAAAAAAADiM/5q-zFAOjE3c/s72-c/02-05-2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-1936521265797094266</id><published>2011-02-07T10:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T10:39:26.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu Plan Monday</title><content type='html'>Monday - Turkey Cheeseburgers and Potato Wedges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 3 Envelope Roast with Mashed Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Chicken Tostadas and Spanish Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Lasagna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Celebrating Xavier and Michael's birthdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Beef Stew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Eating Out after church&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-1936521265797094266?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/1936521265797094266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=1936521265797094266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1936521265797094266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1936521265797094266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/02/menu-plan-monday.html' title='Menu Plan Monday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-4233576885134880871</id><published>2011-02-02T19:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T19:30:13.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Care For Introverts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;* Respect their need for privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;* Never embarrass them in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* Let them observe first in new situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Give them time to think. Don't demand instant answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Don't interrupt them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Give them advance notice of expected changes in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Give them 15 minute warnings to finish whatever they are doing before calling them to dinner or moving on to the next activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Reprimand them privately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Teach them new skills privately rather than in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Enable them to find one best friend who has similar interests and abilities; encourage this friendship even if the friend moves away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do not push them to make lots of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Respect their introversion. Don't try to remake them into extroverts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-4233576885134880871?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/4233576885134880871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=4233576885134880871&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4233576885134880871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4233576885134880871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-to-care-for-introverts.html' title='How To Care For Introverts'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2768123335845024330</id><published>2011-01-22T09:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T09:59:55.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know Your Daughter May Have A Perfume Addiction If</title><content type='html'>...after you wash and dry her clothes and are folding them you can still smell perfume on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2768123335845024330?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2768123335845024330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2768123335845024330&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2768123335845024330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2768123335845024330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-know-your-daughter-may-have-perfume.html' title='You Know Your Daughter May Have A Perfume Addiction If'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3423595900319250740</id><published>2011-01-13T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:12:46.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I give myself permission to..</title><content type='html'>1. Be real.&lt;br /&gt;2. Trust myself.&lt;br /&gt;3. Communicate deeper.&lt;br /&gt;4. Clear out the distractions.&lt;br /&gt;5. Seek deeper spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;6. Dress funky and make sure every piece of clothing I own, I love.&lt;br /&gt;7. Finish things and let myself succeed.&lt;br /&gt;8. Stop believing lies and seek the truth.&lt;br /&gt;9. Find my own groove in the hoop.&lt;br /&gt;10. Seek out nature and calm places.&lt;br /&gt;11. Let others love me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3423595900319250740?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3423595900319250740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3423595900319250740&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3423595900319250740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3423595900319250740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-give-myself-permission-to.html' title='I give myself permission to..'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-4278783038678029216</id><published>2011-01-07T08:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T08:40:00.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Love Photos?  Watch This...</title><content type='html'>This 10 minute documentary is captivating. It is about a photographer from the fifties to nineties that was just discovered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWEDOnBfDUI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWEDOnBfDUI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her photos are AMAZING. I'm so inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worth every minute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-4278783038678029216?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/4278783038678029216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=4278783038678029216&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4278783038678029216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4278783038678029216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-you-love-photos-watch-this.html' title='Do You Love Photos?  Watch This...'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2573409823811366478</id><published>2011-01-06T13:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T08:41:18.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>being honest</title><content type='html'>I know it's real because I can feel it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's painful. It's heavy. It drowns out the sunlight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognize when it's happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engraved deep in my mind are feelings of unworthiness. I don't believe that that I am good at anything or worthy of much- including love, friendship or success. I'm the outcast, the stupid girl who didn't finish college, who is too bogged down with fears and insecurities to ever amount to anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most days I can fight those feelings, but on days like today- I can't. I can't fight them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I get quiet. I isolate myself. I get angry. I get sad. I get sleepy. I cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I allow myself to sit with the pain and loneliness, hoping that tomorrow it gets better. It almost always gets better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2573409823811366478?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2573409823811366478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2573409823811366478&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2573409823811366478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2573409823811366478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/01/being-honest.html' title='being honest'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3454496917020618480</id><published>2011-01-03T12:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T12:23:06.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Erma Bombeck Column</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A young mother writes: "I know you've written before about the empty-nest syndrome -- that lonely period after the children are grown and gone. Right now, I'm up to my eyeballs in laundry and muddy boots. The baby is teething; the boys are fighting. My husband just called and said to eat without him, and I fell off my diet. Lay it on me again, will you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;One of these days, you'll shout, "Why don't you kids grow up and act your age!"&lt;br /&gt;And they will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, "You guys get outside and find yourselves something to do ... and don't slam the door!"&lt;br /&gt;And they won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll straighten up the boys' bedroom neat and tidy -- bumper stickers discarded, bedspread tucked and smooth, toys displayed on the shelves. Hangers in the closet. Animals caged. And you'll say out loud, "Now I want it to stay this way."&lt;br /&gt;And it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll prepare a perfect dinner with a salad that hasn't been picked to death and a cake with no finger traces in the icing, and you'll say, "Now, there's a meal for company."&lt;br /&gt;And you'll eat it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll say: "I want complete privacy on the phone. No dancing around. No demolition crews. Silence! Do you hear?" And you'll have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more plastic tablecloths stained with spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;No more bedspreads to protect the sofa from damp bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;No more gates to stumble over at the top of the basement steps.&lt;br /&gt;No more clothespins under the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;No more playpens to arrange a room around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more anxious nights under a vaporizer tent.&lt;br /&gt;No more sand on the sheets or Popeye movies in the bathrooms.&lt;br /&gt;No more iron-on patches, wet, knotted shoestrings, tight boots, or rubber bands for ponytails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine. A lipstick with a point on it. No baby sitter for New Year's Eve. Washing only once a week. Seeing a steak that isn't ground. Having your teeth cleaned without a baby on your lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No PTA meetings.&lt;br /&gt;No car pools.&lt;br /&gt;No blaring radios.&lt;br /&gt;No one washing her hair at 11 o'clock at night.&lt;br /&gt;Having your own roll of Scotch tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. No more Christmas presents out of toothpicks and library paste.&lt;br /&gt;No more sloppy oatmeal kisses.&lt;br /&gt;No more tooth fairy.&lt;br /&gt;No giggles in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;No knees to heal, no responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a voice crying, "Why don't you grow up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the silence echoing, "I did."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3454496917020618480?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3454496917020618480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3454496917020618480&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3454496917020618480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3454496917020618480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2011/01/erma-bombeck-column.html' title='An Erma Bombeck Column'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-1503418392268008356</id><published>2010-12-27T13:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T13:38:28.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Mess</title><content type='html'>It currently looks like a toy store exploded in my living room.  I may get out from under the mess eventually.  For now, I leave you with Christmas in Photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRja2eyka6I/AAAAAAAADh4/Ko4f1TnQfKk/s1600/0222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRja2eyka6I/AAAAAAAADh4/Ko4f1TnQfKk/s400/0222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555430769874463650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRja10hALHI/AAAAAAAADhw/oWdteACQ3sQ/s1600/0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRja10hALHI/AAAAAAAADhw/oWdteACQ3sQ/s400/0192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555430758526495858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRja1kKHazI/AAAAAAAADho/hbk8cKKLZkw/s1600/0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRja1kKHazI/AAAAAAAADho/hbk8cKKLZkw/s400/0172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555430754135534386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjaYKIJPaI/AAAAAAAADhY/VZp_nw-n3Nc/s1600/0162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjaYKIJPaI/AAAAAAAADhY/VZp_nw-n3Nc/s400/0162.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555430248931736994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjaX9KHLNI/AAAAAAAADhQ/qRqwzW0Eha0/s1600/0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjaX9KHLNI/AAAAAAAADhQ/qRqwzW0Eha0/s400/0122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555430245450329298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjaXrrQONI/AAAAAAAADhI/TdT5eaKIj8o/s1600/0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjaXrrQONI/AAAAAAAADhI/TdT5eaKIj8o/s400/0112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555430240757496018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjaXQRKguI/AAAAAAAADhA/1HCmAKUXEYg/s1600/0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjaXQRKguI/AAAAAAAADhA/1HCmAKUXEYg/s400/0102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555430233400312546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjY-tIpVUI/AAAAAAAADg4/kollz8q09Js/s1600/0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjY-tIpVUI/AAAAAAAADg4/kollz8q09Js/s400/0132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555428712140854594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjY-bF_zAI/AAAAAAAADgw/R8BAJvNBWuQ/s1600/0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjY-bF_zAI/AAAAAAAADgw/R8BAJvNBWuQ/s400/0122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555428707297905666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjY-NwoZMI/AAAAAAAADgo/S6FE26zWIrE/s1600/0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjY-NwoZMI/AAAAAAAADgo/S6FE26zWIrE/s400/0082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555428703718630594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjY95n1ZSI/AAAAAAAADgg/w9Xlje5hjl8/s1600/0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjY95n1ZSI/AAAAAAAADgg/w9Xlje5hjl8/s400/0072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555428698313024802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjY9jhAi6I/AAAAAAAADgY/dwKiF1fwSe4/s1600/0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRjY9jhAi6I/AAAAAAAADgY/dwKiF1fwSe4/s400/0062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555428692378815394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-1503418392268008356?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/1503418392268008356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=1503418392268008356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1503418392268008356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1503418392268008356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/12/monday-mess.html' title='Monday Mess'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRja2eyka6I/AAAAAAAADh4/Ko4f1TnQfKk/s72-c/0222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-8472146016537570273</id><published>2010-12-23T21:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T21:17:20.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Christmas Present</title><content type='html'>Welcome to our family, Snoopy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRQCfbaOVNI/AAAAAAAADgM/RWMdwkASrA0/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRQCfbaOVNI/AAAAAAAADgM/RWMdwkASrA0/s400/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554066979411612882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRQCfNnPtxI/AAAAAAAADgE/aS_IRKViYtE/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRQCfNnPtxI/AAAAAAAADgE/aS_IRKViYtE/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554066975708133138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRQCe_P3jMI/AAAAAAAADf8/eYH0qBPyF10/s1600/0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRQCe_P3jMI/AAAAAAAADf8/eYH0qBPyF10/s400/0102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554066971851984066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-8472146016537570273?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/8472146016537570273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=8472146016537570273&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8472146016537570273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8472146016537570273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/12/early-christmas-present.html' title='Early Christmas Present'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TRQCfbaOVNI/AAAAAAAADgM/RWMdwkASrA0/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-1272606477204859980</id><published>2010-12-21T10:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T10:27:54.821-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 on Tuesday</title><content type='html'>1. Still debating on cookie baking this year. Usually I bake tons of cookies. This year I'm just not feeling it. If it happens, it happens. If not, I'm not going to worry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have had kids who don't belong to me staying the night for the past 3 nights. No one is staying tonight. Don't get me wrong, they have been very well behaved. I'm just over all the noise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I HAVE to go to IKEA. They have a wooden train set that I planned on getting Elek for Christmas. Nothing like waiting until the last minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My hair is falling out and has been for quite some time. I officially have a bald spot. I always have a ponytail in my hair because it somewhat hides the bald spot. I'm thinking it may be time for a hairpiece or a wig. For the most part the whole balding thing doesn't bother me because seriously, what am I going to do about it. Other times it gets to me and I have a good cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My Christmas cards have been addressed for weeks. They still are not mailed. I still don't have stamps. Must get on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I only have 4 more presents to wrap!!!! Yippee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I want a kitchen cleaning elf for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My house smells amazing. Loving &lt;a href="http://www.bathandbodyworks.com/product/index.jsp?productId=4300589&amp;cp=2484529.10848734.10894109"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; scent from Bath and Body Works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Grocery shopping cannot wait any longer. My children are complaining that there is nothing to eat, even though I see plenty of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I need to start planning a certain little man's 3rd birthday. Can't believe he'll be 3 on January 2. Time flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-1272606477204859980?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/1272606477204859980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=1272606477204859980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1272606477204859980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1272606477204859980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/12/10-on-tuesday.html' title='10 on Tuesday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-649936668508083287</id><published>2010-12-17T18:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T19:05:57.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>why i have loved my job for the last six years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TQv5-dC2ZFI/AAAAAAAADfs/lkyOrs6D7Ss/s1600/100_29422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TQv5-dC2ZFI/AAAAAAAADfs/lkyOrs6D7Ss/s400/100_29422.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551805817008055378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my last day at work.  While I am excited to be staying home with Elek, I am also going to miss my 500 other kids like crazy.  It has been such a blessing and priviledge to have been "Miss Kelly" these past 6 years.  I am an extremely lucky girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-649936668508083287?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/649936668508083287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=649936668508083287&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/649936668508083287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/649936668508083287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/12/why-i-have-loved-my-job-for-last-six.html' title='why i have loved my job for the last six years'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TQv5-dC2ZFI/AAAAAAAADfs/lkyOrs6D7Ss/s72-c/100_29422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-8565398141411665946</id><published>2010-12-01T08:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T08:35:54.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TPZON8vJ6NI/AAAAAAAADe0/3DoQ8DDE3Wg/s1600/0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TPZON8vJ6NI/AAAAAAAADe0/3DoQ8DDE3Wg/s400/0062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545705992702519506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-8565398141411665946?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/8565398141411665946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=8565398141411665946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8565398141411665946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8565398141411665946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/12/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TPZON8vJ6NI/AAAAAAAADe0/3DoQ8DDE3Wg/s72-c/0062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2925303285567899947</id><published>2010-11-29T07:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T07:54:53.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu Plan Monday</title><content type='html'>MONDAY- &lt;br /&gt;Cheesesteaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY-&lt;br /&gt;Chicken and Noodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY-&lt;br /&gt;Chili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY-&lt;br /&gt;Cheeseburger Casserole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY-&lt;br /&gt;Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY-&lt;br /&gt;Tater Tot Casserole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY-&lt;br /&gt;Ham and Scalloped Potatoes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2925303285567899947?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2925303285567899947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2925303285567899947&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2925303285567899947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2925303285567899947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/11/menu-plan-monday_29.html' title='Menu Plan Monday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-7624263934752038415</id><published>2010-11-26T18:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T18:40:44.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TPBFdNcI2oI/AAAAAAAADes/8mKnYbJNjI4/s1600/The-Holstee-Manifesto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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So guess what? I'm not going to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with hives on my face. I wish I knew what caused them They are highly irritating and itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some of my Christmas decorating done. Most of the light are up outside and I have 1 tree up. 2 trees to go. Possibly 3 if I can talk Michael into buying the pink tree I saw last week. Would be perfect for Maddy's room. Now if I could keep Hurricane Elek out of them. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TOp2y02upMI/AAAAAAAADec/A1iphRH2TFU/s1600/1792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TOp2y02upMI/AAAAAAAADec/A1iphRH2TFU/s400/1792.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542372906986546370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go put dinner in the crock pot, but I don't want to do that either. That I HAVE to do though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elek is rapidly becoming the time-out king. He is constantly into something. He wears me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that's all for now.  I have lots to do around here before I head to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-5850640857121964818?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/5850640857121964818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=5850640857121964818&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5850640857121964818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5850640857121964818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/11/monday-monday.html' title='Monday, Monday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TOp2y02upMI/AAAAAAAADec/A1iphRH2TFU/s72-c/1792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-5562767057917484176</id><published>2010-11-17T06:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T06:36:00.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TOHSUAPfkyI/AAAAAAAADeU/2w-7c7cG204/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TOHSUAPfkyI/AAAAAAAADeU/2w-7c7cG204/s400/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539940257746621218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-5562767057917484176?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/5562767057917484176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=5562767057917484176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5562767057917484176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5562767057917484176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/11/wordless-wednesday_17.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TOHSUAPfkyI/AAAAAAAADeU/2w-7c7cG204/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2616714399261801110</id><published>2010-11-16T06:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T06:25:00.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Tuesday - Top Messes Elek Has Made Recently</title><content type='html'>1. Dumped an entire box of 500 q-tips all over the bathroom and hallway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Took the crackers I gave him and proceeded to run them over with Hot Wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Stabbed a Hostess Cupcake with a Capri Sun straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Squirted Mike's shaving cream all over the bathroom sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dumped a bowl of Goldfish Crackers and stomped them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Got into one of Maddy's board games and threw the cards EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Emptied the bottom 2 drawers of his dresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.   Squirted shampoo all over the bathtub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Dumped a basket of clean, folded laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Painted my mom's antique hutch with white out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TOHRwh-r5wI/AAAAAAAADeM/kCc_oXBOGw0/s1600/white%2Bout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TOHRwh-r5wI/AAAAAAAADeM/kCc_oXBOGw0/s400/white%2Bout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539939648327640834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2616714399261801110?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2616714399261801110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2616714399261801110&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2616714399261801110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2616714399261801110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/11/top-10-tuesday-top-messes-elek-has-made.html' title='Top 10 Tuesday - Top Messes Elek Has Made Recently'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TOHRwh-r5wI/AAAAAAAADeM/kCc_oXBOGw0/s72-c/white%2Bout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2120769679944154076</id><published>2010-11-15T19:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T19:23:33.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu Plan Monday</title><content type='html'>MONDAY: &lt;br /&gt;Chicken Lemon Rice per request of Ian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Cordon Bleu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Rice-a-Roni Meatballs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Order Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Pasta and Tomato Sauce with Onion and Butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Tennessee Meatloaf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2120769679944154076?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2120769679944154076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2120769679944154076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2120769679944154076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2120769679944154076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/11/menu-plan-monday_15.html' title='Menu Plan Monday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-4137366573483376231</id><published>2010-11-12T08:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T08:48:32.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>right now</title><content type='html'>Outside my window... it's crazy foggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking... that i don't want to go to work today.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for... my ugg boots.  my feet are warm for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...black sweatpants, gray t-shirt, socks and my ugg boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering...my grandma and missing her like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going... to run away from home.  i need a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...the a book that i bought the other day and can't remember the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping... that mike and i can go out to dinner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind... i really want to put my christmas tree up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that... it's time to get up and get moving!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words...Envy is the art of counting the other fellow's blessings instead of your own.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...i need to make some cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house... are lots of piles of elek's messes.  i can't keep up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things ~serendipity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-4137366573483376231?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/4137366573483376231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=4137366573483376231&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4137366573483376231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4137366573483376231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/11/right-now.html' title='right now'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-7194887291682446887</id><published>2010-11-11T08:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T08:43:32.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; 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text-align:center; padding: 15px 0 15px 0; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewTitle" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 15px; color: #333333; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Count Your Blessings Christmas 5x7 folded card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewSEOText" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 13px; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Make a statement with Shutterfly &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery" style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;Christmas photo cards&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewViewCollection" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 13px; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;View the entire &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery" style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;collection&lt;/a&gt; of cards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetBottom" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"&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/2400259896182764138-7194887291682446887?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/7194887291682446887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=7194887291682446887&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7194887291682446887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7194887291682446887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas-card.html' title='Christmas Card'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2472446556895674733</id><published>2010-11-10T08:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T12:59:56.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>1. I'm thankful for my most fabulous camera.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My best friend, Jen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Very thankful that Michael cleaned the kitchen after dinner last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  There really hasn't been 1 morning of whining about not wanting to go to school from Mad or Ian since school started.  In fact, Ian woke up last Thursday barking with croup and still got in the shower and begged me to let him go to school.  I didn't let him and he was actually mad at me.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNvk7ApFhvI/AAAAAAAADd8/lNhMaaAGo2g/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNvk7ApFhvI/AAAAAAAADd8/lNhMaaAGo2g/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538271869217900274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNvk67ZOy0I/AAAAAAAADd0/7lqfHcd5ANQ/s1600/0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNvk67ZOy0I/AAAAAAAADd0/7lqfHcd5ANQ/s400/0052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538271867809221442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  (Taken this morning before school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Today I'm especially thankful for all the Veterans who have defended our country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2472446556895674733?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2472446556895674733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2472446556895674733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2472446556895674733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2472446556895674733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNvk7ApFhvI/AAAAAAAADd8/lNhMaaAGo2g/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-8955759387685774419</id><published>2010-11-10T08:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T08:32:40.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNqe6J3LQcI/AAAAAAAADds/e0MvR6zj-fk/s1600/0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNqe6J3LQcI/AAAAAAAADds/e0MvR6zj-fk/s400/0062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537913413722390978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-8955759387685774419?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/8955759387685774419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=8955759387685774419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8955759387685774419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8955759387685774419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/11/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNqe6J3LQcI/AAAAAAAADds/e0MvR6zj-fk/s72-c/0062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-6204879975163529083</id><published>2010-11-06T17:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T17:49:20.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>smile saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNXNI9AqXXI/AAAAAAAADdk/uxwndM_Y1MY/s1600/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNXNI9AqXXI/AAAAAAAADdk/uxwndM_Y1MY/s400/095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536556870621879666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-6204879975163529083?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/6204879975163529083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=6204879975163529083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6204879975163529083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6204879975163529083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/11/smile-saturday.html' title='smile saturday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNXNI9AqXXI/AAAAAAAADdk/uxwndM_Y1MY/s72-c/095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-317772709138061157</id><published>2010-11-02T11:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:59:03.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Tuesday - 10 Favorite Photos From October</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNA0VoieLWI/AAAAAAAADdc/Xzw4x0WczOM/s1600/10-31-2010+0392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNA0VoieLWI/AAAAAAAADdc/Xzw4x0WczOM/s400/10-31-2010+0392.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534981488302239074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNA0UwwASWI/AAAAAAAADdU/0HFLDToSx-E/s1600/10-31-2010+0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNA0UwwASWI/AAAAAAAADdU/0HFLDToSx-E/s400/10-31-2010+0152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534981473326614882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNA0UlLWFlI/AAAAAAAADdM/t8fzOgSxZxs/s1600/10-31-2010+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNA0UlLWFlI/AAAAAAAADdM/t8fzOgSxZxs/s400/10-31-2010+084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534981470220064338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNA0Ti0gFII/AAAAAAAADdE/YbTpA5T2kCo/s1600/10-10-2010+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNA0Ti0gFII/AAAAAAAADdE/YbTpA5T2kCo/s400/10-10-2010+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534981452407510146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNA0TVrHGXI/AAAAAAAADc8/4km3cUJkuys/s1600/10-11-2010+0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNA0TVrHGXI/AAAAAAAADc8/4km3cUJkuys/s400/10-11-2010+0372.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534981448878463346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNAzZtaMOKI/AAAAAAAADc0/nXsYXZJ9pNU/s1600/10-31-2010+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNAzZtaMOKI/AAAAAAAADc0/nXsYXZJ9pNU/s400/10-31-2010+067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534980458817534114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNAzZOOym8I/AAAAAAAADcs/Rfp0oTPGgCo/s1600/10-31-2010+0582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNAzZOOym8I/AAAAAAAADcs/Rfp0oTPGgCo/s400/10-31-2010+0582.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534980450448219074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNAzY_2qQbI/AAAAAAAADck/q7EhJRHsu-U/s1600/10-31-2010+0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNAzY_2qQbI/AAAAAAAADck/q7EhJRHsu-U/s400/10-31-2010+0112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534980446588912050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNAzYofdGqI/AAAAAAAADcc/dCnetECVfZw/s1600/10-31-2010+3052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNAzYofdGqI/AAAAAAAADcc/dCnetECVfZw/s400/10-31-2010+3052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534980440317565602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNAzYRLtHZI/AAAAAAAADcU/N5KxHM5DUIo/s1600/10-31-2010+3152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNAzYRLtHZI/AAAAAAAADcU/N5KxHM5DUIo/s400/10-31-2010+3152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534980434060713362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-317772709138061157?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/317772709138061157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=317772709138061157&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/317772709138061157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/317772709138061157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/11/top-10-tuesday-10-favorite-photos-from.html' title='Top 10 Tuesday - 10 Favorite Photos From October'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TNA0VoieLWI/AAAAAAAADdc/Xzw4x0WczOM/s72-c/10-31-2010+0392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2312599923594540435</id><published>2010-11-01T23:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T11:59:34.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu Plan Monday</title><content type='html'>MONDAY - Order Pizza Mom's got cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY - Beef Stew in the crockpot (I never made it last week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY - &lt;a href="http://cookingwithchefkelly.blogspot.com/2009/03/ham-and-scalloped-potatoes.html"&gt;Ham and Scalloped Potatoes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY - &lt;a href="http://cookingwithchefkelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/macaroni-cheese.html"&gt;Macaroni and Cheese&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY - &lt;a href="http://cookingwithchefkelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/ranch-cheeseburgers.html"&gt;Ranch Cheeseburgers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY - Pepperoni Rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY - White Bean Chicken Chili&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2312599923594540435?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2312599923594540435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2312599923594540435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2312599923594540435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2312599923594540435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/11/menu-plan-monday.html' title='Menu Plan Monday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3365324566745489944</id><published>2010-10-25T06:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T06:41:00.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Menu Plan Monday</title><content type='html'>So I've decided that I am going to start posting my menu plan for the week on Mondays. I don't always stick to my plan, but I'm going to start really trying to.&lt;br /&gt;Here are my reasons to stick to my menu plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I never have to come up with a last minute meal idea off the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;2.Our meals are for the most part healthier and well balanced.&lt;br /&gt;3.I always have the ingredients in the house for whatever I’m making because I make up my menu plan before going grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;4.I always know what meat to take out of the freezer the night before.&lt;br /&gt;5.I save money by not buying groceries I don’t end up using.&lt;br /&gt;6.I save money by planning my weekly menu around what is on sale that particular week.&lt;br /&gt;7.I save time by planning quick and easy meals (especially crockpot meals which can be prepared in the morning when I’m not rushed and have more energy).&lt;br /&gt;8.My kids and husband enjoy knowing in advance what is for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;9.Helps me to avoid last minute unhealthy desperation meals.&lt;br /&gt;10.I don’t have to spend any more time in the kitchen than is absolutely necessary.&lt;br /&gt;11.Knowing in advance what is coming up allows me to often prep one meal while making another, saving me even more time.&lt;br /&gt;12.Dinner is organized and on the table at the same time every night.&lt;br /&gt;13.It gives me something to blog about every Monday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my plan for this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;MONDAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cookingwithchefkelly.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheeseburger-casserole-aka-my-familys.html"&gt;Cheeseburger Casserole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef Stew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cookingwithchefkelly.blogspot.com/2010/09/chicken-lemon-rice-soup.html"&gt;Chicken Lemon Rice Soup&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cookingwithchefkelly.blogspot.com/2010/10/tomato-sauce-with-onion-and-butter.html"&gt;Pasta with Tomato Sauce with Onion and Butter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order out for Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cookingwithchefkelly.blogspot.com/2010/03/meatballs-ala-kelly.html"&gt;Meatballs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Tacos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3365324566745489944?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3365324566745489944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3365324566745489944&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3365324566745489944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3365324566745489944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/10/menu-plan-monday.html' title='Menu Plan Monday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3528903816020556074</id><published>2010-10-16T11:48:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T18:33:14.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 4 Tuesday - 4 Favorite Books</title><content type='html'>Changing things up a bit this week. Instead of a Top 10, it's only going to be Top 4. Simply because I'm tired and stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnJmSruaRI/AAAAAAAADb0/_0ahIacbNF8/s1600/41hwlZLPqDL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnJmSruaRI/AAAAAAAADb0/_0ahIacbNF8/s400/41hwlZLPqDL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528671677261441298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Women's Devotional Bible&lt;br /&gt;I honestly found it at a local thrift shop for $1.00. This is one of my favorite Bibles. If you're looking to study the Bible in a year, grab this one and off you go! I use this Bible as a pick-me-up whenever I've had a rough day. Somehow, I find a devotional that applies to the situation and also, one that highlights what may have happened that day. It's a definite must in today's world, trust me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnKyMGmbVI/AAAAAAAADb8/QwiUYjTajkE/s1600/200px-TreeGrowsInBrooklyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnKyMGmbVI/AAAAAAAADb8/QwiUYjTajkE/s400/200px-TreeGrowsInBrooklyn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528672981165174098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A Tree Grows In Brooklyn&lt;br /&gt;I have read this book 23 times. Every year since I was 11. I never get tired of it. Saying this book is very good is an understatement. The author makes the characters seem so real and unpretentious. Life for Francie doesn't always have a happy ending which is very relatable if you want a book that captures the essence of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnLaikOUaI/AAAAAAAADcE/FT42PTAm3TY/s1600/book_cover_300w.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnLaikOUaI/AAAAAAAADcE/FT42PTAm3TY/s400/book_cover_300w.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528673674389770658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life&lt;br /&gt;Reading this book makes me want to meet Amy Rosenthal. I want to take her to lunch and discuss the restaurant's decor, menu offerings, table placement and cloth napkins vs. paper napkins, all in alphabetical order. She has changed the way I look at and categorize my own life, opinions, experiences and even emotions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnNo3yyqHI/AAAAAAAADcM/aiezKMZNqvY/s1600/51namOub2kL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnNo3yyqHI/AAAAAAAADcM/aiezKMZNqvY/s400/51namOub2kL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528676119629441138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The Catcher In The Rye&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to summarize this book. My all time favorite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3528903816020556074?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3528903816020556074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3528903816020556074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3528903816020556074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3528903816020556074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/10/top-4-tuesday-4-favorite-books.html' title='Top 4 Tuesday - 4 Favorite Books'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnJmSruaRI/AAAAAAAADb0/_0ahIacbNF8/s72-c/41hwlZLPqDL__BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3890116574525301102</id><published>2010-10-16T11:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T11:46:33.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Six - Faith</title><content type='html'>My friend, Jen, asked me if I would take her daughter's senior pictures. I have never done anything like this. I usually just take pics of my family, so I was incredibly nervous. I think they turned out fairly well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIcoFpaQI/AAAAAAAADbs/20khf5cFHFQ/s1600/08-20-2010+0492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIcoFpaQI/AAAAAAAADbs/20khf5cFHFQ/s400/08-20-2010+0492.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528670411696990466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIRtFeMPI/AAAAAAAADbk/MCr9T-rr0hU/s1600/08-01-2010+0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIRtFeMPI/AAAAAAAADbk/MCr9T-rr0hU/s400/08-01-2010+0212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528670224059871474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIQjNpDRI/AAAAAAAADbc/YghtEfjgJUE/s1600/08-01-2010+03222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIQjNpDRI/AAAAAAAADbc/YghtEfjgJUE/s400/08-01-2010+03222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528670204229913874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIQJZ9MGI/AAAAAAAADbU/_7h3kIT-yJE/s1600/08-01-2010+0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIQJZ9MGI/AAAAAAAADbU/_7h3kIT-yJE/s400/08-01-2010+0072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528670197302243426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIP9jxhjI/AAAAAAAADbM/4qVdJNS2asM/s1600/10-10-2010+0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIP9jxhjI/AAAAAAAADbM/4qVdJNS2asM/s400/10-10-2010+0282.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528670194122196530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIPBvGLwI/AAAAAAAADbE/d4URehIL5Os/s1600/10-10-2010+0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIPBvGLwI/AAAAAAAADbE/d4URehIL5Os/s400/10-10-2010+0212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528670178063560450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3890116574525301102?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3890116574525301102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3890116574525301102&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3890116574525301102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3890116574525301102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/10/saturday-six-faith.html' title='Saturday Six - Faith'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLnIcoFpaQI/AAAAAAAADbs/20khf5cFHFQ/s72-c/08-20-2010+0492.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-4024003905921240866</id><published>2010-10-12T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T06:00:01.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Tuesday - 10 Places I Want To Visit</title><content type='html'>1. Hungary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLOyU0WtxAI/AAAAAAAADZ8/QlPvZU4NLZY/s1600/Hungary_Budapest_CastleDanube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLOyU0WtxAI/AAAAAAAADZ8/QlPvZU4NLZY/s400/Hungary_Budapest_CastleDanube.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526957238434776066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to see where my people are from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLOy_0e2a_I/AAAAAAAADaE/gbMOLgIphF8/s1600/tour_eiffel_hiver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLOy_0e2a_I/AAAAAAAADaE/gbMOLgIphF8/s400/tour_eiffel_hiver.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526957977203272690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go here on my senior trip way back in 1994.  Unfortunately my french teacher's (who was our chaperone) husband had to have a quadruple bypass.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.icehotel.com/uk/ICEHOTEL/"&gt;Ice Hotel&lt;/a&gt; in Iceland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO00mBjpaI/AAAAAAAADaM/dOFe9F_irE4/s1600/Ice_Hotel_Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO00mBjpaI/AAAAAAAADaM/dOFe9F_irE4/s400/Ice_Hotel_Room.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526959983367005602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Moscow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO1OxioavI/AAAAAAAADaU/E7MDoe6uvfE/s1600/320%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO1OxioavI/AAAAAAAADaU/E7MDoe6uvfE/s400/320%2B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526960433135119090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago I read a book about a missionary in Moscow.  I have wanted to go ever since.  Also, the buildings are seriously amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Maine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO2IyoeDXI/AAAAAAAADac/biKpA2YDkP0/s1600/wellsbeachpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO2IyoeDXI/AAAAAAAADac/biKpA2YDkP0/s400/wellsbeachpic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526961429860453746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.treehouses.com/"&gt;Tree House Hotel&lt;/a&gt; in Oregon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Northern Lights in Norway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO28lip6OI/AAAAAAAADak/UxsGJCD0vF4/s1600/northern_light_194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO28lip6OI/AAAAAAAADak/UxsGJCD0vF4/s400/northern_light_194.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526962319699601634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO309XCL2I/AAAAAAAADas/QDOmAU0abQo/s1600/01%2520Beach%2520on%2520the%2520island%2520Koh%2520Mak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO309XCL2I/AAAAAAAADas/QDOmAU0abQo/s400/01%2520Beach%2520on%2520the%2520island%2520Koh%2520Mak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526963288165986146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was stationed in Thailand when he was in the Air Force.  When I was a kid I remember looking at the photos and random things he had brought back and I knew that one day I needed to go there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sydney, Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO4Jz4tMtI/AAAAAAAADa0/4xUo7zS6UFo/s1600/au0991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO4Jz4tMtI/AAAAAAAADa0/4xUo7zS6UFo/s400/au0991.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526963646400115410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO4vIN0McI/AAAAAAAADa8/d4HJAiiJSbs/s1600/molokai11024x768%2520copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLO4vIN0McI/AAAAAAAADa8/d4HJAiiJSbs/s400/molokai11024x768%2520copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526964287512523202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell I have a slight thing for beaches and water?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-4024003905921240866?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/4024003905921240866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=4024003905921240866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4024003905921240866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4024003905921240866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/10/top-10-tuesday-10-places-i-want-to.html' title='Top 10 Tuesday - 10 Places I Want To Visit'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLOyU0WtxAI/AAAAAAAADZ8/QlPvZU4NLZY/s72-c/Hungary_Budapest_CastleDanube.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-1696170075197304301</id><published>2010-10-11T19:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:57:55.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mom, I Really Want This For Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photojojo.com/store/awesomeness/camera-lens-mug/embed"&gt;&lt;img src="http://embed.photojojo.com/store/awesomeness/productImages/20668fa.jpg" width="600" height="400" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buy the &lt;a href="http://photojojo.com/store/awesomeness/camera-lens-mug/embed"&gt;The Camera Lens Mug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the &lt;a href="http://photojojo.com/store/embed"&gt;Photojojo Store!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-1696170075197304301?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/1696170075197304301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=1696170075197304301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1696170075197304301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/1696170075197304301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-mom-i-really-want-this-for.html' title='Dear Mom, I Really Want This For Christmas.'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-4157270701058599960</id><published>2010-10-10T22:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T22:58:39.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Seven - Scenes From The Apple Orchard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TLJ9SJG4GPI/AAAAAAAADZ0/_aD3bHuS6eo/s1600/09-30-2010+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Hummus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stuffed Cabbage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Red Vines Licorice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Storck Chocolate Riesen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKqAtKLlnHI/AAAAAAAADY0/Z5ER8rVyX2s/s1600/riesen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKqAtKLlnHI/AAAAAAAADY0/Z5ER8rVyX2s/s400/riesen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524369406238760050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Soft Pretzels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Salad with homemade ranch dressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Cheese!  (except bleu cheese because i'm allergic to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Cupcakes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-8802682430404048152?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/8802682430404048152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=8802682430404048152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8802682430404048152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/8802682430404048152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/10/top-10-tuesday-my-10-favorite-foods.html' title='Top 10 Tuesday - My 10 Favorite Foods'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKqAtKLlnHI/AAAAAAAADY0/Z5ER8rVyX2s/s72-c/riesen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2960056201291858699</id><published>2010-10-04T21:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:08:58.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC's of Me</title><content type='html'>Age: 34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed size: queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chore you hate: Dusting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs or Cats: Neither, we have 2 rats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essential start you day item: Toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite color: currently orange.  i have orange toenails to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold or silver: Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5' 9"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instruments you've played: Flute &amp; Piano(for about 6 months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job Title: Lunch Lady &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids: 3 Blessings, Madison Elizabeth Raine, Ian Thomas and Elek James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loud or Quiet: I prefer quiet, but that just doesn't happen around here unless everyone is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's name: Patricia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: Kell, Kellerbell or Casper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overnight hospital stay: several when i was a kid &amp; 3 baby deliveries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet peeve: See &lt;a href="http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/pet-peeves.html"&gt;last weeks post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from a movie: Vous au moins, vous ne risquez pas d'être un légume, puisque même un artichaut a du cœur. &lt;br /&gt;At least you'll never be a vegetable — even artichokes have hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right or Left handed: Right handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siblings: Sister, Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time you wake up: 5:30 a.m.  far too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underwear: yes, i wear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegetable you don't like: Peas. YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ways you run late: i never run late.  i'm usually early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-rays you've had: Chest, foot, shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy food you make: cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoo favorite: Hippo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2960056201291858699?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2960056201291858699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2960056201291858699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2960056201291858699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2960056201291858699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/10/abcs-of-me.html' title='ABC&apos;s of Me'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-7978049531871197955</id><published>2010-10-01T06:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T06:21:00.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Tired.&lt;br /&gt;I am Busy.&lt;br /&gt;I am Stressed.&lt;br /&gt;I am Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I am Forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am A Child of The King!&lt;br /&gt;I am Blessed.&lt;br /&gt;I am Forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And That Makes&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING GREAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKSfqLMbCfI/AAAAAAAADYs/b5OAn2XBC-s/s1600/09-06-2010+0772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522714589971286514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKSfqLMbCfI/AAAAAAAADYs/b5OAn2XBC-s/s400/09-06-2010+0772.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-7978049531871197955?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/7978049531871197955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=7978049531871197955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7978049531871197955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7978049531871197955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-am.html' title='I Am'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKSfqLMbCfI/AAAAAAAADYs/b5OAn2XBC-s/s72-c/09-06-2010+0772.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-5161454915763274307</id><published>2010-09-30T06:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T06:05:00.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKPioM8WRjI/AAAAAAAADYE/1CQRe1c6Hs4/s1600/img-product-cherry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522506748383348274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKPioM8WRjI/AAAAAAAADYE/1CQRe1c6Hs4/s400/img-product-cherry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Cherry Raisinets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;They are to die for. I love dried cherries to begin with, cover them in dark chocolate and I am one happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKPkYO_lLpI/AAAAAAAADYc/yBCsy5m_oc8/s1600/04-29-2010+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522508673079127698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKPkYO_lLpI/AAAAAAAADYc/yBCsy5m_oc8/s400/04-29-2010+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKPkXxQBoKI/AAAAAAAADYU/-b9vQnhTPzg/s1600/100_1412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522508665095037090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKPkXxQBoKI/AAAAAAAADYU/-b9vQnhTPzg/s400/100_1412.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKPkXp-AMNI/AAAAAAAADYM/lWOdVNWibok/s1600/eaeab702249c4231b506f62602146b14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522508663140397266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKPkXp-AMNI/AAAAAAAADYM/lWOdVNWibok/s400/eaeab702249c4231b506f62602146b14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My kids are &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;artistic&lt;/span&gt; and like to express themselves. Sometimes it's by drawing, other times it's the way they dress. I love that they don't feel that they have to be like everyone else. They are 100% individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My cold/flu is going away.&lt;/span&gt; I'm not exactly sure what I had. It started Saturday afternoon with a sore throat and a fever. Then came the head congestion. I pretty much slept from 2 Saturday afternoon until about 6 Sunday evening. I still have a little bit of stuffiness and scratchy throat, but I know that I am on the mend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I was totally thankful for the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt;. It rained here Tuesday...all day. It was chilly too. Yesterday was sunny and warm and marvelous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKPl6Boty2I/AAAAAAAADYk/ipKwMCCx33I/s1600/10-24-2009+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522510353120742242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKPl6Boty2I/AAAAAAAADYk/ipKwMCCx33I/s400/10-24-2009+089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Happy that we are going to the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;apple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;orchard&lt;/span&gt; today. I love the apple orchard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-5161454915763274307?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/5161454915763274307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=5161454915763274307&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5161454915763274307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5161454915763274307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/thankful-thursday_30.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKPioM8WRjI/AAAAAAAADYE/1CQRe1c6Hs4/s72-c/img-product-cherry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-7799532800055980130</id><published>2010-09-29T06:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T06:30:00.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKJ62o2M_WI/AAAAAAAADX8/fSNrbV1n0JI/s1600/09-28-2010+0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKJ62o2M_WI/AAAAAAAADX8/fSNrbV1n0JI/s400/09-28-2010+0172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522111172205935970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-7799532800055980130?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/7799532800055980130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=7799532800055980130&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7799532800055980130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7799532800055980130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/wordless-wednesday_29.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKJ62o2M_WI/AAAAAAAADX8/fSNrbV1n0JI/s72-c/09-28-2010+0172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-7447000492073702489</id><published>2010-09-28T10:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T17:50:30.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Tuesday - 10 Things I Love About Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKJi-L7B4-I/AAAAAAAADX0/KnOsXWqX6oc/s1600/10-24-2009+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKJi-L7B4-I/AAAAAAAADX0/KnOsXWqX6oc/s400/10-24-2009+067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522084913601438690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Crisp Air&lt;br /&gt;9. Colorful Leaves&lt;br /&gt;8. Jeans &amp; Sweatshirts&lt;br /&gt;7. Pumpkin Patches &amp; Hayrides&lt;br /&gt;6. Homemade Pumpkin Seeds&lt;br /&gt;5. Carving Pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;4. Cinnamon Doughnuts from Apple Charlies&lt;br /&gt;3. Apple Orchards&lt;br /&gt;2. Halloween&lt;br /&gt;1. Thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I miss anything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-7447000492073702489?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/7447000492073702489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=7447000492073702489&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7447000492073702489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7447000492073702489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/top-10-tuesday-10-things-i-love-about.html' title='Top 10 Tuesday - 10 Things I Love About Autumn'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TKJi-L7B4-I/AAAAAAAADX0/KnOsXWqX6oc/s72-c/10-24-2009+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-7999083942200741400</id><published>2010-09-27T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T18:53:25.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Peeves</title><content type='html'>1. Air guitar. Don't do it. You look like a dork.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hypocrites in any shape, form or fashion.&lt;br /&gt;3. The smell of syrup. It is for this reason alone that I do not eat pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;4. Open cabinets/drawers. Say it with me: “Open. Close. Open. Close.” Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;5. Phone people. Especially you blue-toothers.&lt;br /&gt;6. Red-light runners. Thought you could squeak through, did you? You could hit someone. Someone like me. And if my child is in the car when that happens, I will make you sorry.&lt;br /&gt;7. People who toss cigarette butts on the ground. Who decided those weren't trash?&lt;br /&gt;8. The expression, "I hate to say this, but..." If you really hated to say it, you wouldn't say it.&lt;br /&gt;9. People who cough and/or sneeze without covering their mouth. EWWW. &lt;br /&gt;10. People who use YOUR when they mean YOU'RE.&lt;br /&gt;11. Poor grammar in general. Is it that difficult to learn the difference between its and it's? Or their, they're, and there? Like it or not, many people will make assumptions about your intelligence based on your writing skills.&lt;br /&gt;12. Those voice-activated customer service lines. &lt;br /&gt;CS: "How can I help you today?"&lt;br /&gt;me: "Make a payment."&lt;br /&gt;CS: "I think you said 'Keep me on this moronic call for an hour and a half and then disconnect my service.' Is that correct?"&lt;br /&gt;13. I hate it when people say "literally" when they actually mean "figuratively"&lt;br /&gt;Even newscasters do it a lot now.&lt;br /&gt;"The man literally exploded with rage"&lt;br /&gt;No he didn't, otherwise all that would be left of him would be little chunks of goo scattered around...&lt;br /&gt;14. Suburbanite kids who think they’re gangsta.&lt;br /&gt;15. People who DEFINATELY can't spell. It's definitely definitely.&lt;br /&gt;16. Noisy neighbours with barking dogs that I wish would disappear.&lt;br /&gt;17. When people mispronounce EASY words i.e. the word "axe" as in "let me axe you a question"&lt;br /&gt;18. People who throw used diapers in the parking lot after changing their kid in a car. &lt;br /&gt;19. When people don't listen to what I am saying, then make me repeat it when they hear me mention something that actually interests them. &lt;br /&gt;20. Any celebrity who feels that it is in their duty to tell me how to think, feel, act, vote, or live. We are all different. Unless you understand that and just deal with that, then you will never really know what tolerance is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-7999083942200741400?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/7999083942200741400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=7999083942200741400&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7999083942200741400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/7999083942200741400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/pet-peeves.html' title='Pet Peeves'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3630607538587866935</id><published>2010-09-23T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T06:00:09.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>♥Today I am thankful for my fabulous new bubble bath. It smells amazing and has the most amazing bubbly foam ever.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJqe3wrcAxI/AAAAAAAADXM/B77DGFEmbM4/s1600/bubblebath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 117px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJqe3wrcAxI/AAAAAAAADXM/B77DGFEmbM4/s400/bubblebath.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519898974093050642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Thankful that my kids go to a performing arts school where they believe that the arts are important to an education. I am a firm believer in this also.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJqffaIHi6I/AAAAAAAADXU/cfAAXwZ5ggw/s1600/100_1809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJqffaIHi6I/AAAAAAAADXU/cfAAXwZ5ggw/s400/100_1809.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519899655234096034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Beyond blessed by my most awesome husband who tells me to go to bed when I am exhausted at 8:30 and that he'll make sure the kids get to bed.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJqjLZJMe_I/AAAAAAAADXs/Vhwx55EzbAs/s1600/05-27-2010+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJqjLZJMe_I/AAAAAAAADXs/Vhwx55EzbAs/s400/05-27-2010+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519903709419305970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥I'm thankful for my job that I love, even though I complain and make it seem that I don't like it. :) I love those kids.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJqhSMjvuyI/AAAAAAAADXc/CXnsNNVqFa4/s1600/100_5612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJqhSMjvuyI/AAAAAAAADXc/CXnsNNVqFa4/s400/100_5612.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519901627276835618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥Totally thankful that the new TV season started this week. Yes, I'm superficial like that.♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3630607538587866935?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3630607538587866935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3630607538587866935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3630607538587866935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3630607538587866935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/thankful-thursday_23.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJqe3wrcAxI/AAAAAAAADXM/B77DGFEmbM4/s72-c/bubblebath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3947159491187266774</id><published>2010-09-22T07:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T07:35:55.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJnqEWXrD-I/AAAAAAAADWw/RkhcbJNBVk4/s1600/09-22-2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJnqEWXrD-I/AAAAAAAADWw/RkhcbJNBVk4/s400/09-22-2010+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519700178764500962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3947159491187266774?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3947159491187266774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3947159491187266774&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3947159491187266774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3947159491187266774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/wordless-wednesday_22.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJnqEWXrD-I/AAAAAAAADWw/RkhcbJNBVk4/s72-c/09-22-2010+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-851966347592879910</id><published>2010-09-21T06:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T06:27:00.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Tuesday - 10 Ways I Love To Relax!</title><content type='html'>10. Take A Long Bubble Bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Take &amp; Edit Pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Scrapbook &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. See A Movie With Preston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Listen To Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Read A Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Go Shopping Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Get A Massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get A Pedicure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get A Facial &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 &amp; 3 maybe happen once a year, but I sure love to relax while someone else does all the work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-851966347592879910?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/851966347592879910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=851966347592879910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/851966347592879910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/851966347592879910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/top-10-tuesday-10-ways-i-love-to-relax.html' title='Top 10 Tuesday - 10 Ways I Love To Relax!'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-4521784534011811795</id><published>2010-09-20T10:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T10:32:57.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell Phone vs. Bible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJdwe0r6b3I/AAAAAAAADWk/Wz1WmBCU44k/s1600/imagebible.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJdwe0r6b3I/AAAAAAAADWk/Wz1WmBCU44k/s400/imagebible.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519003543207047026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what would happen if we treated our Bible like we treat our cell phone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we carried it around in our purses or pockets? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we flipped through it several times a day? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we turned back to go get it if we forgot it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we used it to receive messages from the text? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we treated it like we couldn't live without it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we gave it to kids as gifts? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we used it when we traveled? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we used it in case of emergency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something to make you go....hmm...where is my Bible? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So remember this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never have dropped calls and unlike our cell phone, we don't have to worry about our Bible being disconnected because Jesus already paid the bill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most important of all...you'll never have to ask Him 'Can you hear me now?'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-4521784534011811795?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/4521784534011811795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=4521784534011811795&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4521784534011811795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4521784534011811795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/cell-phone-vs-bible.html' title='Cell Phone vs. Bible'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJdwe0r6b3I/AAAAAAAADWk/Wz1WmBCU44k/s72-c/imagebible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-3537813285441224236</id><published>2010-09-18T06:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T06:12:00.505-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJNbS-EaamI/AAAAAAAADWU/ocJm0u3omtw/s1600/Areyouhappy_a2_web_1024-724x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJNbS-EaamI/AAAAAAAADWU/ocJm0u3omtw/s400/Areyouhappy_a2_web_1024-724x1024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517854349916269154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-3537813285441224236?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/3537813285441224236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=3537813285441224236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3537813285441224236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/3537813285441224236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJNbS-EaamI/AAAAAAAADWU/ocJm0u3omtw/s72-c/Areyouhappy_a2_web_1024-724x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-989581779675382521</id><published>2010-09-17T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T06:00:07.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Thinking About...</title><content type='html'>Sleep...&lt;br /&gt;I am so deprived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My To Do List...&lt;br /&gt;It's 2 pages long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Quiet Time...&lt;br /&gt;How I long for a little more of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discipline...&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember it being that hard to listen the first time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning...&lt;br /&gt;My house has been neglected&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;The garage is spotless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't imagine life without them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-989581779675382521?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/989581779675382521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=989581779675382521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/989581779675382521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/989581779675382521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-thinking-about.html' title='Just Thinking About...'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2274005372109618256</id><published>2010-09-16T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T06:00:07.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>Decided that I'm going to post 5 things I'm thankful for every Thursday.  Thinking it will do me some good to remember even the small things I've been blessed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫ I'm thankful that I now have more time to spend with Elek during the day.  I cut back my hours at work and love being able to hang out and cuddle more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJFj4dOk0OI/AAAAAAAADVs/uwYeKEmvsRs/s1600/59796_430277163159_603098159_5114104_5937297_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJFj4dOk0OI/AAAAAAAADVs/uwYeKEmvsRs/s400/59796_430277163159_603098159_5114104_5937297_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517300840075153634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫ I love that we're over a week into the school year and so far no one has been a grouch in the morning. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJFkHeR8NzI/AAAAAAAADV0/mcSxOuCP_Vo/s1600/Oscar-can2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJFkHeR8NzI/AAAAAAAADV0/mcSxOuCP_Vo/s400/Oscar-can2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517301098055743282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫ Thankful that Sonic is still carrying my "limited time only" Diet Sparkling Lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJFk2T_jlrI/AAAAAAAADV8/cOMEtEu6Q-w/s1600/200px-Sonic_Drive-In_logo_svg.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 99px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJFk2T_jlrI/AAAAAAAADV8/cOMEtEu6Q-w/s400/200px-Sonic_Drive-In_logo_svg.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517301902748128946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫ Beyond thankful that Ian met a neighbor who has quickly become his best friend.  They share a mutual love of skateboards and BMX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJFlwlEFSeI/AAAAAAAADWE/5RYx9yc2Ekg/s1600/08-20-2010+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJFlwlEFSeI/AAAAAAAADWE/5RYx9yc2Ekg/s400/08-20-2010+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517302903762930146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫ Thankful that I  had some girl time with my BFF, Meaghan.  Megs moved to Delaware in May and I have been missing her like crazy.  She's back visiting and we went out on Saturday and treated ourselves to Manicures, Pedicures and dinner.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are you thankful for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2274005372109618256?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2274005372109618256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2274005372109618256&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2274005372109618256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2274005372109618256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TJFj4dOk0OI/AAAAAAAADVs/uwYeKEmvsRs/s72-c/59796_430277163159_603098159_5114104_5937297_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-4897239895284065687</id><published>2010-09-15T06:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T06:09:00.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit of Nonsense About a Sock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TI6hmC16t3I/AAAAAAAADVk/-j5WJcLNu2c/s1600/sock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TI6hmC16t3I/AAAAAAAADVk/-j5WJcLNu2c/s400/sock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516524268545554290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you sit, with 29 other single friends. Once part of a perfect pair, now you are all outcast members of apparel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You show off your individual characteristics: stripes, labels, patterns longing (like a teenage girl) for the day when you will find your perfect mate.&lt;br /&gt;Confusion sets in as you try to recall how you ended up in this predicament. You made it to the laundry room, but somehow became separated during the endless spinning and tumbling. Did your mate get somehow lodged behind the machines or did he get pulled through the dryer vent into some unknown abyss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wait and hope that during the course of the day your counterpart will be found unharmed (accidental bleaching is the worst), but as the sun begins to set you feel the dread of knowing your fate will soon be sealed and you will end up in "the drawer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drawer of lost socks, never (perhaps more like rarely) to be appreciated again.  There you will wait until in a chance encounter some child who is late and running out the door will just grab two of you and head to school.  The shame will be great as one of you will sag and the other will barely fit on the child who carelessly grabbed you.  You might not even be the same color or pattern.... the embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;Yours is a cautionary tale of companionship lost, of a once useful life left to whither away on a ledge instead of the once adored smelly tennis shoe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-4897239895284065687?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/4897239895284065687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=4897239895284065687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4897239895284065687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4897239895284065687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/bit-of-nonsense-about-sock.html' title='A Bit of Nonsense About a Sock'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TI6hmC16t3I/AAAAAAAADVk/-j5WJcLNu2c/s72-c/sock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-5667104928874257495</id><published>2010-09-14T06:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T06:27:00.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Models</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIzVUu-JoHI/AAAAAAAADVc/FeEiqwSuLbM/s1600/ea3415a0de782b0ec72c00ccd0b47_2801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIzVUu-JoHI/AAAAAAAADVc/FeEiqwSuLbM/s400/ea3415a0de782b0ec72c00ccd0b47_2801.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516018195804823666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIzVUWQxUOI/AAAAAAAADVU/HdFUQKidbkw/s1600/670defb19e1cce2e381a09361d8a4_4801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIzVUWQxUOI/AAAAAAAADVU/HdFUQKidbkw/s400/670defb19e1cce2e381a09361d8a4_4801.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516018189172035810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5667104928874257495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/5667104928874257495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-models.html' title='My Models'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIzVUu-JoHI/AAAAAAAADVc/FeEiqwSuLbM/s72-c/ea3415a0de782b0ec72c00ccd0b47_2801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-6300614555615951311</id><published>2010-09-13T06:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T06:30:00.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Musings</title><content type='html'>1. what is your current obsession?&lt;br /&gt;baking cupcakes.  they are just cute and fun to make.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. what are you wearing today?&lt;br /&gt;currently red sweat pants and a black tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what’s for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not too sure. no plans just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. what’s the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;dinner at little daddy's last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. what are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;ian and elek watching the powerpuff girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. if you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?&lt;br /&gt;hands down, new york city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. one thing you wanna change about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;be less critical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. if you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;budapest!  oh how i wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. which language do you want to learn?&lt;br /&gt;french.  i had 5 years worth of classes and can semi-read and understand if someone os speaking it to me.  ask me to speak it, forget it.  i have totally forgotten how to conjugate all the verbs.  unlike our 3 tenses ( past, present, future) they have 14 tenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. what’s your favourite quote?&lt;br /&gt;"i'd rather be bold and fail, than be beige and succeed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. would you cook for me?&lt;br /&gt;who are you..? that's an odd question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. what is the right way to avoid people who purposefully hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;don't be in contact with them and just slowly disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. what are you afraid of the most?&lt;br /&gt;i am super scared of snakes, the dark, and something happening to my babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. who do you want to meet right now?&lt;br /&gt;it'd be nice to meet my friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. what is your favourite color?&lt;br /&gt;it changes often, currently i love orange.  tommorrow it could be aqua.  i never know.  i had a love for periwinkle for years, but i'm thinking that it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. give us 3 styling tips that work for you.&lt;br /&gt;this question is so not for me.  i'm not the most stylish person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. what is your dream job?&lt;br /&gt;photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. what’s your favorite magazine?&lt;br /&gt;Taste of Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. if you had $100 now, what would you spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;a massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. what do you consider a fashion faux pas?&lt;br /&gt;leggings as pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. who according to you is the most over-rated writer?&lt;br /&gt;i'm drawing a blank on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. what brings a smile on your face instantly?&lt;br /&gt;my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. a word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. what are you going to do after this?&lt;br /&gt;fold laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. what do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed?&lt;br /&gt;read, read, read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. what makes you go wild?&lt;br /&gt;nothing. i'm not a wild person. more of a mellow person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. what are your favourite movies?&lt;br /&gt;amelie, stranger than fiction, (500) days of summer, the philadelphia story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. what inspires you?&lt;br /&gt;i can find inspiration in pretty much anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. what do your friends call you most commonly?&lt;br /&gt;Kell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. would you prefer coffee or tea?&lt;br /&gt;tea.  i don't drink coffee anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. which other blogs do you love visiting?&lt;br /&gt;i have so many. i can't list them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. favorite dessert/sweet?&lt;br /&gt;cupcakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. how many tabs are turned on in your browser right now?&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. when you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;br /&gt;i slept hard last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. favorite season?&lt;br /&gt;autumn, most definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. one wish that you really want to see it come true?&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to share it cause it won't come true, if i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. what breaks your heart?&lt;br /&gt;elderly people working, when they shouldn't be. as in, it's not their choice to work but they have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. what's one thing you really want to do in life?&lt;br /&gt;make some sort of impact, even if it's in the smallest way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-6300614555615951311?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/6300614555615951311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=6300614555615951311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6300614555615951311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/6300614555615951311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/monday-musings.html' title='Monday Musings'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2932480912000815555</id><published>2010-09-12T06:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T09:03:02.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Reasons I Love Being A Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIq3kdSmKPI/AAAAAAAADUs/mXmQYJtmlus/s1600/09-08-2010+0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIq3kdSmKPI/AAAAAAAADUs/mXmQYJtmlus/s400/09-08-2010+0102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515422530634393842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a Free Spirit. Super Creative &amp; Smart. She is Artistic &amp; A Drama Queen. She is a Fashion Diva. She is Fiercely Independent. She is Compassionate &amp; Beautiful on the Inside &amp; Out. She is Athletic. She has Great Curly Hair &amp; a Spunky Personality. She tries very hard not to be like everyone else. She has the best smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIq4dfutDdI/AAAAAAAADU0/FY-JbG03i64/s1600/08-20-2010+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIq4dfutDdI/AAAAAAAADU0/FY-JbG03i64/s400/08-20-2010+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515423510541700562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Loves the Outdoors. He is a skateboarding &amp; BMX addict. He is crazy shy. He has turned into my pickiest eater. He loves reading &amp; drawing. He Loves Sports &amp; is Very Athletic. He would eat Frosted Flakes 24/7. He gives the best hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIzOU__zz9I/AAAAAAAADVE/G2uYiLNbdZc/s1600/05-09-2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIzOU__zz9I/AAAAAAAADVE/G2uYiLNbdZc/s400/05-09-2010+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516010503793790930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a Mama's boy. :) He is a Ham. His Laugh is Contagious. He is spirited. He is brilliant &amp; obsessed with letters and numbers. He Enjoys Music &amp; Dancing &amp; he makes me Smile Everyday. He almost always has a car in his hand. His diet consist mainly of cheese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2932480912000815555?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2932480912000815555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2932480912000815555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2932480912000815555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2932480912000815555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/3-reasons-i-love-being-mom.html' title='3 Reasons I Love Being A Mom'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIq3kdSmKPI/AAAAAAAADUs/mXmQYJtmlus/s72-c/09-08-2010+0102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-4423611942663085036</id><published>2010-09-10T13:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:47:56.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Dear Life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I complain when you are boring...&lt;br /&gt;I complain when you are busy...&lt;br /&gt;What does that make me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A complainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a busy mom...&lt;br /&gt;But I am fond of breathing too.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I make up my mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Not really complaining...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Whining&lt;br /&gt;Just a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Complainer Whiner,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you love every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take deeper breaths.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-4423611942663085036?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/4423611942663085036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=4423611942663085036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4423611942663085036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4423611942663085036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-4131978007931790611</id><published>2010-09-09T14:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T14:38:05.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>Okay, so it's seriously hard for me to realize that my babies are in 8th grade and 5th grade.  When did they grow up?  And really, only another year until I am the parent of a high schooler.  I'm not ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpBaZ4LvI/AAAAAAAADUU/NWpe74tRBX4/s1600/mad3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpBaZ4LvI/AAAAAAAADUU/NWpe74tRBX4/s400/mad3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514984322936352498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpA1gumQI/AAAAAAAADUM/-uvCBkID8bo/s1600/mad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpA1gumQI/AAAAAAAADUM/-uvCBkID8bo/s400/mad2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514984313032972546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpAWcnZQI/AAAAAAAADUE/W6XUlocRNPQ/s1600/madian2010school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpAWcnZQI/AAAAAAAADUE/W6XUlocRNPQ/s400/madian2010school.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514984304694224130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpABrIUSI/AAAAAAAADT8/Nj3Y0pkuyeY/s1600/mad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpABrIUSI/AAAAAAAADT8/Nj3Y0pkuyeY/s400/mad1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514984299117957410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIko_pzJX2I/AAAAAAAADT0/A3cj58zSMnw/s1600/ian1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIko_pzJX2I/AAAAAAAADT0/A3cj58zSMnw/s400/ian1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514984292709130082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpHu1xUQI/AAAAAAAADUk/fiGbUZUbbAU/s1600/mad2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpHu1xUQI/AAAAAAAADUk/fiGbUZUbbAU/s400/mad2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514984431501267202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpHXRxL6I/AAAAAAAADUc/CtnfMXmOIoo/s1600/ian2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpHXRxL6I/AAAAAAAADUc/CtnfMXmOIoo/s400/ian2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514984425176248226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more pics of Maddy because Ian is far too cool for me to take pictures of him.  Maddy on the other hand loves it and poses for as long as I'm willing to take them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-4131978007931790611?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/4131978007931790611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=4131978007931790611&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4131978007931790611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/4131978007931790611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIkpBaZ4LvI/AAAAAAAADUU/NWpe74tRBX4/s72-c/mad3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400259896182764138.post-2440137388118648543</id><published>2010-09-08T16:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T16:50:24.584-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Photos taken in Rehoboth Beach, Delaware.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIf2nNaG8FI/AAAAAAAADTs/jmzxb8qVPbc/s1600/09-06-2010+0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIf2nNaG8FI/AAAAAAAADTs/jmzxb8qVPbc/s400/09-06-2010+0752.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514647422212960338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIf2mldZinI/AAAAAAAADTk/ekDG0ikYDD0/s1600/09-06-2010+0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIf2mldZinI/AAAAAAAADTk/ekDG0ikYDD0/s400/09-06-2010+0092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514647411489344114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIf2mM6Ka0I/AAAAAAAADTc/YT8FNUMu3Mc/s1600/09-06-2010+033_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIf2mM6Ka0I/AAAAAAAADTc/YT8FNUMu3Mc/s400/09-06-2010+033_edited.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514647404899101506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIf2ls8L6EI/AAAAAAAADTU/O6OZsH9YAnA/s1600/09-06-2010+0522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIf2ls8L6EI/AAAAAAAADTU/O6OZsH9YAnA/s400/09-06-2010+0522.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514647396317653058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIf2lFh2ocI/AAAAAAAADTM/nIgFBGhcii4/s1600/09-06-2010+0662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIf2lFh2ocI/AAAAAAAADTM/nIgFBGhcii4/s400/09-06-2010+0662.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514647385738224066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2400259896182764138-2440137388118648543?l=kellyturpin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/feeds/2440137388118648543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2400259896182764138&amp;postID=2440137388118648543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2440137388118648543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2400259896182764138/posts/default/2440137388118648543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kellyturpin.blogspot.com/2010/09/wordless-wednesday_08.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02027140546224517699</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-klj23e7sH8Q/TtOcp6GEAdI/AAAAAAAADrk/mmNs6-D9LKo/s220/cartoonme.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Rq_AmPUq88M/TIf2nNaG8FI/AAAAAAAADTs/jmzxb8qVPbc/s72-c/09-06-2010+0752.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
