<?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-7141149753141343660</id><updated>2012-02-11T19:53:52.038-06:00</updated><category term='surgery'/><category term='allergies'/><category term='vday'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='jobs'/><category term='masterpiece theatre'/><category term='food'/><category term='movies'/><category term='smoking'/><category term='girl time'/><category term='music'/><category term='video clips'/><category term='jogging'/><category term='popcorn'/><category term='crochet'/><category term='driving'/><category term='snow'/><category term='cards'/><category term='crafts'/><title type='text'>Naked Kristin</title><subtitle type='html'>An attempt at...Something</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-18386847614490817</id><published>2010-05-25T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:20:30.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holy Cow, I am pregnant!  check it out http://spudbugblog.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-18386847614490817?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/18386847614490817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=18386847614490817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/18386847614490817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/18386847614490817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/05/holy-cow-i-am-pregnant-check-it-out.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-6306903925167657761</id><published>2010-02-18T09:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T09:30:59.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry it's been a while since my last update.  I had blogger linked to "Buzz" in my gmail and then avoided posting anything to my blog for fear it would post to my buzz stream.  Needless to say I have "unlinked" blogger and buzz.  &lt;br /&gt;Had a great Valentine's Day, Mac really went out of his way to make me feel loved and special.  He made heart-shaped pancakes for breakfast in bed, made me an amazing Dr. Who themed card, went and saw Valentine's Day with me and was an all around amazing person.  &lt;br /&gt;I have a ton of schoolwork to do.  I have a module due on Sunday and an assignment due tomorrow and I would like ot get them both done early if possible.  On that note I am off to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-6306903925167657761?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/6306903925167657761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=6306903925167657761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/6306903925167657761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/6306903925167657761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorry-its-been-while-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-1791352519038093794</id><published>2010-02-10T09:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T09:50:00.058-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was consumed by a headache that wanted me dead so today I have a lot of school to do.  Bye bye computer, hello books!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-1791352519038093794?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/1791352519038093794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=1791352519038093794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1791352519038093794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1791352519038093794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday-was-consumed-by-headache-that.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-7203059413620185104</id><published>2010-02-08T19:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:50:10.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Curse this dreary weather!  I want to go jogging... also I want to eat brownies so I HAVE to go jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made really good brownies for the super bowl with caramel, milk chocolate chips and pecans in the middle and marshmallows on top.... mmmm..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun needs to come out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I think the Estrogen I am taking is making me a little nauseous.  Except for when it comes to brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I get to go to the dentist and have my permanent crown put on.  I also have a psychiatrist appt scheduled but realized during dinner that I probably should reschedule as I look like an idiot when half of my mouth is novacained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-7203059413620185104?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/7203059413620185104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=7203059413620185104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/7203059413620185104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/7203059413620185104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/02/curse-this-dreary-weather-i-want-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-1747096896321737375</id><published>2010-02-07T11:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T11:56:34.779-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Football Day!!!</title><content type='html'>I love football, LOVE football.&lt;br /&gt;Even though out TV is still laying ion the guestbed with a blanket over it I am still excited because we are going to the Q's house to watch the game, .. and talk about which beach house we want to rent this summer... AND WATCH THE GAME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I will be bringing brownies, emily i supplying pizza rolls and pineapple, its going to be a good day.&lt;br /&gt;Go Colts!!!&lt;br /&gt;Also my period stopped two days ago.  It would appear that anytime I freak out about something my body does and tell someone I am worried my body immediately stops just to make me look bad.   sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-1747096896321737375?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/1747096896321737375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=1747096896321737375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1747096896321737375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1747096896321737375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-football-day.html' title='Happy Football Day!!!'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-3129567437196261468</id><published>2010-02-04T13:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T13:06:59.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Welcome to emotion town where most of the residence are ANGRY, and a few are sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out in the rain and got a red bull, and some yogurt and then realized i really wanted some cherub tomatoes but they were 3.99 for a tiny container at Kroger so I decided to go to Costco.  Got to Costco, found a spot, walked through the deepest puddle ever, got inside, realized i'd left the coupons in the car, went back through the puddle, got the coupons, waded through again, got inside.  Picked up tomatoes, basil (2.99 for a giant container of fresh) zip lock bags (woot! I keep forgetting those) and aluminum foil (10pts for remembering it.).  Nice old lady tried to give me a soaking wet cart caus emy arms were full of things.  I declined (thats where the bitchy mood comes in) and she got stuck with it.  I fail to see how this is my fault.  Anyway&lt;br /&gt;waded back through the puddle to my car and realized mac ate all the beans for my bean soup that i want for lunch, figured i would just drive down to market street.  Turns out market street isn't very close to Costco afterall.  Waded through additional puddles, got the beans and egg whites (10 more points for remembering) sloshed back to my car (my pants were so wet at this point it no longer mattered). drove home past two grocery stores (sigh) and now i am here.  without pants on.&lt;br /&gt;boo I am going to have to put the dogs out in this and then they will come in with wet paws that are perfect for picking up white powder and spreading it even further into the house.  I will just pretend I dont see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-3129567437196261468?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/3129567437196261468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=3129567437196261468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3129567437196261468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3129567437196261468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/02/welcome-to-emotion-town-where-most-of.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-4248574642762791696</id><published>2010-02-03T13:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T13:27:29.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch day</title><content type='html'>I will start taking the Clomid tonite; I have read that I may hallucinate and suffer from hot flashes.  My mother tells me I will most likely be a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Woo!&lt;br /&gt;I better be pregnant by this time next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is covered in a fine layer of white powder.  It is the remnants of the popcorn ceiling form out living room.  We set up sheets of plastic to try and trap it all in one room but a bunch of it has started to leak out.  Mac has spent the last several days scrapping and sanding and expects to be finished with it tonite.  He does it all from the top of a ladder and I can hear him in there grunting and groaning.  I cant imagine how miserable it must be.  The heater comes on and all the heat is trapped by the plastic sheeting, he says it gets REALLY hot in there while the dogs and i freeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Super Bowl is this Sunday and I am thrilled that the colts made it all the way.  I am not thrilled that the TV is in our guest room due to the living room work.  We are going to start painting the living room Saturday so there is no point in putting it back up.  Guess we will be watching the Colts win form our bed.  Should I risk our sheets by making nachos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well I am off to do homework and get my muffins out of the oven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-4248574642762791696?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/4248574642762791696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=4248574642762791696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/4248574642762791696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/4248574642762791696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/02/bitch-day.html' title='Bitch day'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-2330876428729715636</id><published>2010-02-02T11:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:06:07.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marching for Babies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="276"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://ecards.marchforbabies.org/GushyGram.swf?gid=9C0793914EFF46F1B6367ACAA59ED8F2&amp;autoplay=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="gid=9C0793914EFF46F1B6367ACAA59ED8F2&amp;autoplay=true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://ecards.marchforbabies.org/GushyGram.swf?gid=9C0793914EFF46F1B6367ACAA59ED8F2&amp;autoplay=true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" flashvars="gid=9C0793914EFF46F1B6367ACAA59ED8F2&amp;autoplay=true" width="320" height="276"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/mushy/nintendork" target="_blank" align="left"&gt;Click here to help me reach my goal!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-2330876428729715636?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/2330876428729715636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=2330876428729715636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2330876428729715636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2330876428729715636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/02/marching-for-babies.html' title='Marching for Babies!'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-6412090476767551486</id><published>2010-02-01T12:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T12:22:29.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talked to the nurse and got my test results (negative, not pregnant).  Apparently my pathetic nothing of a period isn't good enough so I have to wait for a real one to start the Clomid... come on body, you can do it!  Okay back to school work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-6412090476767551486?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/6412090476767551486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=6412090476767551486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/6412090476767551486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/6412090476767551486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/02/talked-to-nurse-and-got-my-test-results.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-2548691994398654734</id><published>2010-02-01T08:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T08:15:19.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting</title><content type='html'>I am making myself wait until 9 am to call teh doctors office for my test results.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see Fantastic Mr. Fox last night at the dollar theater (i guess i should say $1.50 theater... darn inflation) and it was really good.  I highly recommend it for all ages.  The writing was witty and the animation was a lot smoother than I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;The dogs are not very happy with ut right now.  Mac has been scraping the popcorn off of the popcorn ceiling in the living room so the whole place is covered in plastic tarps and white powder.  needless to say the dogs have been spending a lot of time upstairs.  Unfortunately they have not proven to be completely trustworthy in the past so while I am downstairs working in school stuff they have to be in their cages upstairs.  We are doing out bes though; the weather is miserably cold and I walked them in the dark last night because just looking at them makes me feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Okay well back to waiting....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-2548691994398654734?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/2548691994398654734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=2548691994398654734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2548691994398654734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2548691994398654734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/02/waiting.html' title='waiting'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-5672234526518801793</id><published>2010-01-29T12:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T12:21:38.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay so I am feeling better after this doc appt.  It is possible that I ovulated after the ovulation test two weeks ago and if so I would only now be starting to have positive preggo tests, so I did a urine test in the office (negative but not uncommon for PCOS) and then did a blood test that I will get results for on Monday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF it is negative we are going to wait til Feb 20th.  If i get my period before then, I start clomed on day 3, estradiol on day 8 and progesterone on day 17.&lt;br /&gt;If I dont get my period before then I will take provera to get a period and then wait until my NEXT period to start the clomed cause its hard to figure out day 1 with clomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also mac has to take in a sperm sample to get analyzed if i am not pregnant (he REALLY hopes i am pregnant)  I said "ha now you get to do something uncomfortable!" :)  he is actually taking it pretty well and doing a ton of research on message boards and things.  I have a great hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am in better spirits today in spite of the rain and cold outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-5672234526518801793?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/5672234526518801793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=5672234526518801793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5672234526518801793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5672234526518801793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/okay-so-i-am-feeling-better-after-this.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-3123638700037736243</id><published>2010-01-26T17:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T17:20:52.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My fingers are freezing!</title><content type='html'>Today was another tough one productivity wise BUT it was great weight watchers wise.  I am going to have to refer to last Friday through Monday as my "semi-lost weekend."  I went off the deep end with not tracking my points and pretty much eating constantly, however, what I ate was healthy, so it wasn't ALL bad.  I just can't seem to get my act together this week.  I have gotten some school stuff done but not nearly as much as I wanted to and I find that frustrating.  I just keep getting overwhelmed!  I was walking the dogs today and the thought struck me that I was going to have to walk them tomorrow AND the next day AND the day after that and I just wanted to cry. What is up with me?&lt;br /&gt;This may all be related to my finally calling the lady doc today for my test results.  The nurse said everything was marked as normal, so I asked if that meant I ovulated last month and she looked at it and said it looked low and she was going to have to talk to my doc and call me tomorrow since my doc is out of the office today.  Sigh.  So much waiting and frustration.  Meanwhile I haven't had a period since Dec 23rd, which could mean I am pregnant but I am not happy or excited because PCOS is mean and hateful and this could all be my hormones exacting revenge on me for... umm.. .something, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well all I can do is give myself a pat on the back for writing my research article reaction today with frozen fingers and go make a big salad (mmmm... raw broccoli and cucumbers sound SO good)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-3123638700037736243?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/3123638700037736243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=3123638700037736243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3123638700037736243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3123638700037736243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-fingers-are-freezing.html' title='My fingers are freezing!'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-2286648883251102491</id><published>2010-01-22T11:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T11:46:29.672-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey!  Guess what!!  I did skool stuff today!!!  Like actual assignments and stuff!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the mental block is over.  Its hard coming off of vacation and going back to the real world. Perhaps my vacation was just too long? (a month)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, yesterday i gave both dogs baths and did dishes and laundry and basically nothing academic and today I got up early and made myself work, even ordered my books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to go grocery shopping and prepare for girls night this Sunday (can I still call it girls night if it is at 1pm.. oh well whatever).  I had the brilliant idea that we should all bring healthy snacks and now all i want is pizza.  Maybe I should create a healthy pizza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shall see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-2286648883251102491?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/2286648883251102491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=2286648883251102491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2286648883251102491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2286648883251102491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-guess-what-i-did-skool-stuff-today.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-7440177011915903526</id><published>2010-01-21T09:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:22:25.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>getting motivated again... I hope...</title><content type='html'>Alright!  today is the day when I am actually going to do school work, and not just the easy no brainer stuff but actual WORK.  Here I go.  I am going.  Still going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had any motivation the last couple of days.  My brain is rebelling against my classes this semester.  Doing it without the Adderall has also been tough and takes ALOT LONGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am going to get out of this chair, walk the dogs and then skool, skool, skool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I should have gotten my period yesterday. Granted this is my first month off of the pill but its a hopeful sign.  Okay I am going this time... for real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-7440177011915903526?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/7440177011915903526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=7440177011915903526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/7440177011915903526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/7440177011915903526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/getting-motivated-again-i-hope.html' title='getting motivated again... I hope...'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-5949265699551741784</id><published>2010-01-19T17:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T18:04:58.342-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>It was a very busy weekend, that included Monday due to MLK day and the husbandit being home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I took Bethany to lunch to celebrate her fist 2 weeks without smoking.  We went to Chili's for the 2 for $20 deal and pretty much at like fat kids and talked ourselves hoarse.  Good times.  Afterward she showed me the apartments she wants to move to (very nice) and the school where the trained (Jack Singley Academy in Irving.. holy crap, now I want to work there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday John (father in law), Alan (FIL's bf), Deanna (Alan's wife and MIL's bff), Justin, Melissa and Haydrienne came over for the big Cowboys vs Vikings playoff game.  I wore my Peterson jersey with pride as the Vikings soundly beat the Cowgirls, 34 to 3.  I was restrained, limiting myself to finger dances and silent cheers for every touchdown and interception.  Everyone else was pretty disappointed.  Not disappointing?  The hot dogs, chili, homemade picodegallo, brownies, chips and cheese dip.. mmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a terrible weekend for starting weight watchers and I cheated like CRAZY but i weighed in today and I have lost 2 pounds.  woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had a dental appt for the first time in a year and a half.  The previous appt they told me i had 4 cavities.  My response?  I did nothing.  Then my Doctor tells me about research showing a correlation between preterm births and bad dental health and stresses that I have to go to the dentist so I decided I should go have it looked at.  My appointment was at 9am, 4 hours, 2 fillings, 1 temp crown and a "deep cleaning" (ie ouch!) later I was home.  At first I was miserable but 2 ibuprofen and a couple of Star Trek reruns seemed to do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was also the first day back at school.  I finally logged into my classes around 4:30 and was a little overwhelmed.  The courses I am taking for my concentration in gifted and talented education had a ton of little flags meaning "you have stuff to do!!!"  First things first, I got out my calendar and wrote down all the due dates.  I find it helps me to see all three of my classes in one place.  It actually made me feel better since I don't actually have anything due until the 31st.  Then I read the orientation modules.  I like to read through a module before doing any of the assignments listed.  Its like reading a recipes from beginning to end and helps with my time management.  This semester is going to be tough without my red bulls and adderall so I have to start out as organized as possible.  It turns out that I may have to drop a class as it is a continuation of a class I am also taking this semester so I emailed the professor for advice and then found another class to register for in its place... not panicking yet!  I did a couple of easy assignments and then realized Mac would be home soon and then... well.. i did this...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. perhaps not the best choice.&lt;br /&gt;i should probably go start dinner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-5949265699551741784?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/5949265699551741784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=5949265699551741784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5949265699551741784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5949265699551741784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-171402864001990492</id><published>2010-01-15T09:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T09:53:51.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Early</title><content type='html'>Getting an early start today.  The husbandit work me up before he left for work this morning but I .. umm.. well.. i didn't mind :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is overcast and threatening to rain so I am going to get the dog walks in early.  The poor babies would obviously rather be sleeping but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one day on weight watchers I have lost half a pound.  I can already see where i was going wrong... snacking!!! there were so many times yesterday when i had an impulse to eat a cheese stick or fruit snacks or crackers.  Not that there is anything wrong with a snack but I felt the compulsion to eat ALL the snacks available in the house lol.  Ahh life after adderall....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNT finally admitted me into the Masters program for real yesterday!  very exciting!  I found out I will be in for one semester longer than expected but no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the clouds are looking even darker.. time to walk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-171402864001990492?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/171402864001990492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=171402864001990492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/171402864001990492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/171402864001990492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/early.html' title='Early'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-3711958903812663551</id><published>2010-01-14T11:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T11:20:12.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In control</title><content type='html'>So I have gained 10 pounds since the first of the year and I have been mystified by it because I have been eating well and walking but I think I figured it out this morning.  I stopped taking my adderall and drinking red bulls on the 1st; that combined with no more caffeine, and stopping my welbutrin back in October has probably reduced my metabolism to a small pathetic slug gasping for air.  I went ahead and signed back up for weight watchers today.  I figure it worked when I was at my heaviest (209) so it should work now right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned that my sister is awesome and quit smoking?  yeah its true.  I am taking her out to lunch this weekend to celebrate two weeks without a cigarette.  I am so proud!  Quitting is one of the best choices I ever made and I am so excited for her to feel healthier and empowered like I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay its looking cloudy and ominous outside so I better get going on the dog walking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-3711958903812663551?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/3711958903812663551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=3711958903812663551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3711958903812663551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3711958903812663551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-control.html' title='In control'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-5979855480324778138</id><published>2010-01-13T09:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T09:46:23.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>fun times</title><content type='html'>Is it bad that I would rather watch Star Trek TNG re-runs and General Hospital than most network TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get started on my two crafty projects today and I am pretty excited!  I need to go by Hobby Lobby and buy black embroidery floss and glue dots and then it is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily sent me some links to beach house rental sites to scope out.  I think its going to be a really fun trip.  I went ahead and emailed my dad for advice, he's traveled all over the place and knows alot about Texas so I figured I may as well utilize the resource.  So far it all the houses I have found are 1500 for the week which isn't bad with 3 couples going.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my dad, he texted me that he wants to go to the Fort Worth Rodeo.  My dad is really bad about texting me and then i respond (when is the rodeo) and then I never hear from him again.  After talking to my sister I now know that she is excited about it as well.  I am not so sure its my kind of thing but maybe... we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my sister, she hasn't smoked in 2 weeks!  I am so proud of her.  Can't wait to take her out to lunch this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to the Norris house for Brisket, Candy Land and Skipbo, it was a great night until we discovered Melissa was cheating.  That's right Melissa, I am putting it out there for the world (you) to see (cheater). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNT has officially admitted me as an undeclared grad student since the department is taking so long to approve me... sigh.  I feel like I am in elementary skool again.  I was always so bored by the end of summer that I couldn't wait for skool to start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have a busy day so I better get on with it... time to walk the dogs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-5979855480324778138?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/5979855480324778138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=5979855480324778138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5979855480324778138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5979855480324778138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/fun-times.html' title='fun times'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-9181449638918006701</id><published>2010-01-12T10:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:17:34.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet!</title><content type='html'>I just got a GREAT idea for a cross stitich gift this morning and I can't wait to get started.  That makes 2 crafty projects I have going on right now.  I like having projects to do but I MUST finish tidying my house before I get started o the fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny because I never thought of myself as creative and was always intimidated by people who were.  Then last year I looked around and realized, hey I create stuff, go me!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the grad school sent me a letter yesterday saying I had met their requirements and they had passed my file over to my major department... the whole thing is moving so slow (I almost said "slow as Christmas" but realized Christmas has snuck up on my the last couple of years, so lets just say "slow as vacation time").  At least I don't need to be admitted to register for the classes.  As long as they admit me before I finish this semester I will be fine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am going to my lady doc to get a 21st day progesterone test.  It is possible with my PCOS and family history of mis carriages and fertility problems that I may not ovulate at all.  Its funny I totally thought I was pregnant this month but over the last couple of days that feeling has gone away (perhaps related to 4 negative tests?).  Oh well, I guess there is always next month.  (I want a baby now!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Q's sent out an email about renting a house this summer down in the Galveston area.  I am glad Emily is doing this because while I am extremely excited about the whole thing I wouldn't even know where to start with the planning.  Renting vacation homes is pretty far outside my experience, sounds amazing though.  Visiting the beach means I will be wearing a swimsuit which means I should prolly go walk the dogs now, that or I need to get pregnant fast so I have an excuse.  Oh and I did my yoga dvd yesterday and it wasn't hard at all, until I woke up this morning and everything hurts.  That may also be related to moving 1000 National Geographics upstairs, 5 at a time.  Either way, time to get in shape!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-9181449638918006701?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/9181449638918006701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=9181449638918006701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/9181449638918006701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/9181449638918006701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/sweet.html' title='Sweet!'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-14565664803507980</id><published>2010-01-11T08:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T08:49:11.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home!</title><content type='html'>We are back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our whirlwind tour was a success!  First we drove to New Home (south of Lubbock) and visited with Granddad Edwards.  He talked for a few hours, then took us to the shop, showed me his stagecoach (its seriously awesome, wish I had brought my camera), then showed us all the tools and machinery in the shop and explained what they all do... did I mention it was in the teens and there was no heat?  By the end I couldn't feel my feet but I figure we only go once a year so why not give the old man his show off time?  Later we went over to Aunt Karon's and had dinner with Karon, Larry, Kriston, Kerry and all of there kiddos.  Dinner was really tasty, the kids were a lot of fun and Granddad regaled us with even more stories (I am officially storied out).  That night we stayed at cousin Kriston's house.  Mac and I had never visited their new place and it was SO well decorated, like a cross between Southern Living and Pottery Barn.  The kids had really cute rooms too.  Brycin's was full of owls, dolls, trees and even a princess tent.  Braydon had a super hero room with giant cardboard cut outs of superman and spirder man and even a city scape around the walls.  Braydon was nice enough to let us sleep in his very comfortable bed. The next morning we had breakfast with the family and then it was off to Silverton to visit the Walker grandparents.  After lunch we played Murder and Grandmother and I killed Mac and granddad; it was a pretty epic game at the end, a total race to the finish.  Afterwards we watched the Cowboys game (okay okay ... Go Cowboys (but the Vikings are going to eat your lunch next Sunday!))and ate bologna sandwiches (mmm... its been years!).  The next morning we went out to the garage and got the old blue pedal car Mac used to play in when he was a kid.  Its a little rusty but Mac wants to fix it up for our kids, I can't wait to see how it turns out!  After lunch (BarBQ brought over by the Lion's Club) we headed home.  I think we made it in record time (5 1/2 hours) and collapsed on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip totally ruined my diet, as all trips tend to do, but I am back and ready to eat better.  I also got my prenatal yoga dvd in the mail Friday, so I will be starting that today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to keep the productivity going, I got up early this morning and registered for classes (I have been having to wait for registration to begin.)  This semester I am taking, Maintaining Classroom Discipline, Nature and Needs of the Gifted and Talented Student, and Social and Emotional Components of Giftedness.  Can't wait for classes to start!  My dental check up is scheduled on the first day of classes, sort of annoying but oh well, it needs to be done.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also joined a Groundhog Day crochet along on ravelry.com for which I will be making a groundhog!  I have never done a crochet along before and I am pretty excited!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I better go walk the dogs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-14565664803507980?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/14565664803507980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=14565664803507980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/14565664803507980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/14565664803507980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/home.html' title='Home!'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-5475708651112111411</id><published>2010-01-07T13:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T13:55:00.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Ice Morning!!!</title><content type='html'>For days I have been getting weather alerts about an "Arctic Freeze" and today it came true!  Apparently there was drizzle last night and since its not supposed to get above freezing until Saturday everyone here FREAKED OUT.  Luckily for me and Mac they closed UNT so we got to stay home and lay in bed all morning playing with the dogs.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I engaged in a different sort of productivity yesterday.  I walked both dogs and then settled into my chair and crocheted one leg of a baby onesie while watching recorded episodes of Star Trek TNG.  All in All a good day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;Tomorrow we leave for our whirlwind tour of the pandhandle, starting in New Home with a visit to the Edwards and then to Silverton to visit the Walkers.  We are told by Aunt Karon that we should not use any plates on Granddad Edwards house as he is using them for "other purposes" (a part of me is curious and another part of me does NOT want to know in case I then would be unable to forget) and apparently he is also sleeping with a loaded gun.  &gt;sigh&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So wish us luck!  I will probably drop back in Monday for another update.  And now I am off to convince my husbandit to walk the dogs with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-5475708651112111411?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/5475708651112111411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=5475708651112111411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5475708651112111411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5475708651112111411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-ice-morning.html' title='Happy Ice Morning!!!'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-1965543005521863234</id><published>2010-01-06T10:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T10:54:53.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What?!?!  A post 3 days in a row?!?! weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the second half of David Tennant's last episode as The Doctor last night.  &gt;sniff*sniff&lt;.  Not my all time fav episode, it was no Doctor Donna, but it did inspire me to buy the soundtrack on amazon and turn the theme song into a ringtone... now the world will know how nerdy I am, assuming someone calls me in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/S0TAJp6xi5I/AAAAAAAAj08/N206C3w4gQQ/s320/IMG_9846.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423671123364645778" /&gt;Yesterday was very productive.  Highlights?  My new purse (80% off at Kohl's), my new boots (Bought with gift cards, thank you Mac and In-laws) and playing phase 10 with Mac after dinner, ever if he did beat me soundly.  I would like to continue the productivity into today...hmmm... what should i do?  probably clean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am feeling really great since I started my diet.  I am doing it weight watchers style so it isnt anything extreme, and is pretty much just eating like I did before the holidays started with their devil cakes, cookies and pies.  But yeah I feel good and I fully intend to walk to dogs today again, even if it is freaking cold outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better go bundle up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-1965543005521863234?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/1965543005521863234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=1965543005521863234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1965543005521863234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1965543005521863234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-post-3-days-in-row-weird-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/S0TAJp6xi5I/AAAAAAAAj08/N206C3w4gQQ/s72-c/IMG_9846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-2754478706217502960</id><published>2010-01-05T10:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:05:02.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life after Adderall is a strange and wondrous thing.  I needed to get my credit card out of my purse this morning.  I remembered it was hanging on the hat rack in the living room so I walked into the living room, looked out the window at the dog, and then returned to the computer.  &gt;sigh&lt;&gt;So far I have:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ordered a new water filter for the fridge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ordered ink for our printer (I need to scrapbook so I don't eat)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ordered a highly recommended prenatal yoga DVD &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got the restriction code so I could register for my last certification class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worked out the rest of my class schedule (Gifted and Talented Certification here I come!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Called the student loan people and found out my loans are deferred cause I am back in school (In your FACE student loans!) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found the faculty/staff dependent scholarship form and got it to my hubby to turn in for this semester.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Purchased todays Groupon ($5 for a $10 Quiznos gift card!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I am also dressed to take the dog on a walk (it is below freezing out right now but nice and sunny), and I plan to go to Kohls in Lewisville to see if they have any slipper boots left on sale and then come home, do some wii fit yoga and clean house.  I refuse to spend my life on the computer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS if you are interested in groupons feel free to use my link to join &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.groupon.com/r/uu703390" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(53, 66, 88); "&gt;http://www.groupon.com/r/&lt;wbr&gt;uu703390&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#222222;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-2754478706217502960?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/2754478706217502960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=2754478706217502960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2754478706217502960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2754478706217502960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-after-adderall-is-strange-and.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-953264521072877739</id><published>2010-01-02T16:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T16:17:28.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am bad at blogging!&lt;div&gt;maybe its for the best, who knows.  I did manage to get straight A's this semester, maybe because I spent time studying and not blogging. Maybe if I cut out some of my facebook time this semester...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We ended up putting Sparky down on my birthday, which was not a good day, but i discovered amazing gourmet popcorn on Christmas eve so the lead up to Christmas wasn't a complete loss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas was great; we got to see a lot of family and ate a TON of ham and generally had a nice time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately I am baby obsessed and since I stopped taking my adderall in hopes of not having a flipper baby it is very difficult to filter out all of my baby thoughts.  I made a pair of baby booties last night and think I am going to start on a baby afghan tonite.  I also spent a solid hour playing around on thebump.com.  Good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well thats about it for now.  I need a nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-953264521072877739?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/953264521072877739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=953264521072877739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/953264521072877739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/953264521072877739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-bad-at-blogging-maybe-its-for-best.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-5842279546833353020</id><published>2009-11-17T14:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T14:37:07.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am back and in a huge time crunch!  I thought I was supposed to be doing chapter 6 for today and fiddled around and crocheted some things and then found out, oops, no, it's chapter 5.  Ack!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to post this great quote from one of my classmates.  We are studying how to address cultural and socioeconomic diversity in the classroom:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;“The job of the school is to teach so well that family background is no longer an issue.” - Martin Luther King, Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-5842279546833353020?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/5842279546833353020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=5842279546833353020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5842279546833353020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5842279546833353020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-back-and-in-huge-time-crunch-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-4029564683539142268</id><published>2009-03-22T13:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:58:50.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging my head</title><content type='html'>I am bad at this, which is sad because I enjoy everyone else's blogs so much, and it is unfair that I do not provide an up-to-date means for others to stalk me in return.  I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much has happened since my last update for me to really go into.  Let's see the major stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved - I LOVE it here.  I love this house, I love how i feel in this house.  I love taking a bath in our big round tub under the skylight when its raining.  I love laying in bed with my husband and all the lights off listening to the fireplace.  its just really good here, I think we are going to be happy here for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got stitches - Most people get their first stitches as a child.  not me.  I think this is because the stairs in my home growing up were carpeted.  I fell down our stairs and hit my elbow so hard on the tile the skin split.  Ew.  I was carrying crochet hooks at the time so it could have been much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anniversary - Low key but romantic.  I managed to trick the hubby with a romantically private surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving - Stayed in town this year, that means we get to go out of town next year right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roommate Christmas - It was excellent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birthday - Also excellent even if Matt did spike my already alcoholic drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas - Managed to fit everyone in AND go the the Christmas brunch at the Gaylord.  mmmm.. brunch...  Also visited the Ice exhibit, it was frosty and wonderful.  Made Texas feel hot and clammy afterwards but oh well.  Mac got me a guitar and I am very grateful, I even like looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAW - learned alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year anniversary of quitting smoking - didn't get to celebrate, I am sad about this :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other stuff - St Patty's day, Lyla's bday, other stuff.  All good stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I will say is sad is how busy we are.  I feel very out of touch.  I have only two folders in my 2009 pictures folder... its depressing.  I think I really want to try and concentrate on going and doing this summer and I want to make sure I do it with other people.  Its so easy to disconnect, I want to make the choice not to.  Speaking of choices I also need to get back in shape.  Now that the sun is up when I get home from work I no longer have an excuse so I am recommitting to my health if not to further weight loss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-4029564683539142268?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/4029564683539142268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=4029564683539142268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/4029564683539142268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/4029564683539142268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hanging-my-head.html' title='Hanging my head'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-9189115404238136181</id><published>2008-09-19T18:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:31:51.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hi!</title><content type='html'>i am getting my hair did tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;how exciting!&lt;br /&gt;Also I am going to a barbecue at Joe and Michelle's house and I have called dibs on bringing dessert so there.&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward to tomorrow but not really to sunday because its my sisters birthday and shes already being weird about it and the last thing i want is for her to be dissapointed... sigh&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;go colts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-9189115404238136181?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/9189115404238136181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=9189115404238136181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/9189115404238136181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/9189115404238136181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/09/hi.html' title='hi!'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-2571468819961101953</id><published>2008-07-27T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T16:01:03.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/91890/Untitled" title="Wordle: Untitled"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/91890/Untitled" style="padding:4px;border:1px solid #ddd" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-2571468819961101953?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-2652584609152798892</id><published>2008-07-27T12:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:48:23.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Oh my lord I am so tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is going better, I am starting to get my head around the new stuff that I am doing.  It helps to know that some of it will only be temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our garage sale friday and saturday and it was literaly hellacious, the heat, the sweat, the lifting and dragging.  It was so hot candles melted.  It was worth it to get rid of the stuff and to make the moolah (we didnt do half bad) but I cant say that we would ever do it again .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few people looked at our house yesterday (after the garage sale we were sweaty, smelly and tired but we couldnt go in our house sine there were people there so we went swimming in my moms community pool)  and mac got an email this morning saying that a couple that came through (that we really liked) is going to make an offer monday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today they are showing the house again so we have to load up the pups and head out to the airport.  We figured two birds with one stone,  Mac can take the broken bag in to be repaired by AA and the dogs and I can enjoy the cars lovely A/C in the nice shady parking garage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is pretty much guaranteed that we will be napping (Mac+Kristin+puppies= snuggly nap) later this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started an email on the 412 ladies group just asking people questions about how various things in their lives are going and I think it is by far the most entertaining and informative email i have ever read.  Perhaps we should make this a bi-monthly tradition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that ends this very boring update!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-2652584609152798892?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/2652584609152798892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=2652584609152798892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2652584609152798892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2652584609152798892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/07/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-6043752584832269752</id><published>2008-06-29T09:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T09:39:52.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Well humph its been awhile&lt;br /&gt;sorry about that to all my readers&lt;br /&gt;all two of you&lt;br /&gt;i know its been tough&lt;br /&gt;As you all know I got a job, and its freaking awesome.  At firs the commute was killing me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mac&lt;/span&gt; and I were even talking about me moving to an apartment early to cut down on my 12 hour+ days but now that I have a toll tag things aren't so bad, I even am able to run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;errands&lt;/span&gt; after work.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Mac and I are leaving for Seattle and I have to say I am THRILLED.&lt;br /&gt;I finished Nathans crochet surprise and I am pretty happy with it, I hope they all like it.  I also ordered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jason's&lt;/span&gt; b day present, oh, and Mac and I bought luggage, aren't we just all grown up?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Mac cleared off all the shelves in the office and kitchen, its so empty and lifeless now, and actually a lot less &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cluttered&lt;/span&gt; looking.  There has to be a happy medium with all of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;collectibles&lt;/span&gt;.  In the next house they are not just going to sit on a shelf, we are going to have to find a better way to display them.&lt;br /&gt;Its so weird how times change.  The last couple weekends since I started working I have been waking up around 7 and forcing myself to stay in bed til 8 before I get up and give in and let the dogs out and what not.  Of course them 10:30 rolls around and my eye lids are all heavy and sleepy, lame.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Ghost last night on HBO.  I had never seen it unedited, the special effects are completely 80's-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tastic&lt;/span&gt; but as a lover of Highlander I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; I am really not one to criticize.  Anyway good movie, got me thinking about other movies everyone else has seen that I've missed out on, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ghostbusters&lt;/span&gt; and dances with wolves.  Any suggestions for movies I need to see?&lt;br /&gt;okay I need to go do laundry and get packed so that I am not up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; late &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; night, our plane leaves at 9 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-6043752584832269752?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/6043752584832269752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=6043752584832269752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/6043752584832269752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/6043752584832269752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/06/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-1701336949371614833</id><published>2008-06-08T17:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T17:24:36.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>easy breezy</title><content type='html'>I feel so good right now!!! there is nothing like being surrounded by (relative) cleanlyness to just brighten your spirit!&lt;br /&gt;wow, okay remind me to never say anything like that again, it was so out of character.&lt;br /&gt;"spirit" heh.&lt;br /&gt;well anyway&lt;br /&gt;i do feel pretty good. I got all the mail cleared off the front table, did all the dishes, cleaned the counters, cleaned up the shoe mess in the closet, we are done with the bathroom renovation aside from mac's dad helping to install the new shower head and bath tub faucet next weekend (happy fahters day john, please fix our bathroom, kthanx) and so i was able to move all of our daily toiletries out of the guest bathroom finally. Also I drank a mountain dew.. mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;Also I am almost done with my AoC destiny quest and will soon be leaving the island of Tortage!!! you don't have to know what I am talking about, just get excited!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a very serious recommital to weightwatchers and exercise. Mac made a good point the other day, he wasnt being judgemental he just said "you worked to hard to just let it all go away", and he's right, i did work too hard, and now i have gained 10 pounds so i can longer say i lost 50 pounds and that hurts a little, actually it hurts a lot. The freezer is stocked with smart ones and veggies, the fridge is full of fruit, pantry is full of fiber one bars, black beans and soup so as of tomorrow it is so on (like donkey kong) (i &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to say it).&lt;br /&gt;so tonite is pizza buffet!!! and of course i had a tuna melt for lunch.. tuna salad has become my biggest foil, its just too tasty.&lt;br /&gt;After reading Adrienne's blog I feel the need to say, for the record, that this is really about my health, and not about how others perceive me or about stereotypes that i feel i need to live up to. Thats why I follow weight watchers, I don't have to starve myself, I use my flex points for food that i get genuine enjoyment out of (that's right, I LOVE to eat and that will never change) and i rarely feel hungry let alone deprived, its great, i'm great, you're great.. lalala&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;this is becoming a strange post so i am just going to end it here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-1701336949371614833?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/1701336949371614833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=1701336949371614833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1701336949371614833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1701336949371614833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/06/easy-breezy.html' title='easy breezy'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-184864840272514000</id><published>2008-06-07T02:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:34:52.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;He is officially my favorite thing that I have made so far. I am so glad Harold is going to give him a good home.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209044710261374626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SEo-kLZBvqI/AAAAAAAAM2M/0J-jK3YdEYM/s320/IMG_5655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-184864840272514000?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/184864840272514000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=184864840272514000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/184864840272514000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/184864840272514000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/06/jerome.html' title='Jerome'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SEo-kLZBvqI/AAAAAAAAM2M/0J-jK3YdEYM/s72-c/IMG_5655.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-1224011424497519431</id><published>2008-06-05T00:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T00:05:26.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My house is a mess&lt;br /&gt;my fridge is full of old leftovers&lt;br /&gt;my dogs smell&lt;br /&gt;but oh Conan, you are so awsome&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;this too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" style="border:1px solid #e0e0e0;margin:0 0 5px 0;padding:0;font:12px Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" bgcolor="#feffe4"&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td style="width:86px;padding:15px 0 10px 9px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pogo.com/games/cakes?externSrc=shareagame_post_platespinner" target="_top" style="border:none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pogo.com/img/game-thumbs/tn-platespinner.gif" alt="Crazy Cakes" width="80" height="45" style="border:1px solid #d7d7d7;padding:1px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:11px;color:#565656;padding:15px 9px 10px 10px;"&gt; 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Not that I have stopped entirely, but I am trying to make more of my days. I have been on a ton of interviews, I have even been offered a couple of jobs but nothing that paid enough. One place only paid $12/hour and required a college degree.. huh? wow &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have gotten a few crochet pieces done, I figure if I am going to be home I should be creative.  I finally figured out what to make for Nathan, its a surprise but I will say that i got the pattern today and I need to star on it now so that i can get the whole things done by July when I finally get to see my little man in person.   Also, I recently mastered a flat crochet heart and leaves that I think would be cool to incorporate into my scrapbooking pages.  I love anything textural or dimensional, like felt and tissue paper and chip board.   I am considering finally starting on the Honeymoon Scrapbook as well, I have an empty 81/2 by 11 book and thats a&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SD93J-N8KNI/AAAAAAAAMpU/PkxWETce7gU/s1600-h/animals+so+far.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; size I have been wanting to try. I wonder if i can print out weather reports for that week (Boo hurricanes!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think tomorrow I am going to be productive, I think it would do me good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lata! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206011008115288290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SD93beN8KOI/AAAAAAAAMpc/dbJuEZ0x0s8/s320/animals+so+far.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-344911202274217497?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/344911202274217497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=344911202274217497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/344911202274217497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/344911202274217497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SD93beN8KOI/AAAAAAAAMpc/dbJuEZ0x0s8/s72-c/animals+so+far.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-5693334450915925110</id><published>2008-05-13T12:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:09:55.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oops</title><content type='html'>well it's been a while, hehe, oops.&lt;br /&gt;Not much really hs been going on.  We decided not to move to Austin so now I am getting a job here instead of waiting and getting one down there (I suppose I could still get one down there but it's just not a commute that I would find fun).&lt;br /&gt;I determined that I don't want a lab job at this time.  They pay terribly and the work is monotonous.  I sat down one day and just looked at what I enjoy and what I am good at and I think customer service/ sales type jobs are something I would be good at.  The problem is thats hard to put on paper.  Oh well.  I will find something. &lt;br /&gt;We have looked at a few houses and I think I am winning the new vs old house war (yay new!)  I can't wait to move but it does make the job issue a little more complicated, or maybe it just gives me too many options :)&lt;br /&gt;I finished Lyla's lion (Stan Grossman) and have moved on to Hydrienne's bear (possibly a Kola) and will work on Aidan's monkey next  and now you are all caught up&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah mother's day was fun, we went to a RAngers game with Carol the day before and church and lunch with my mom the day of, good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-5693334450915925110?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/5693334450915925110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=5693334450915925110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5693334450915925110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5693334450915925110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/05/oops.html' title='oops'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-9210164967693521708</id><published>2008-04-28T21:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:34:53.283-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet'/><title type='text'>oh so stealthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;                                    on so many levels&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194494257363378786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBaNAWXzYmI/AAAAAAAAMM0/yPM0sznbpis/s400/IMG_5536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-9210164967693521708?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/9210164967693521708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=9210164967693521708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/9210164967693521708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/9210164967693521708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-so-stealthy.html' title='oh so stealthy'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBaNAWXzYmI/AAAAAAAAMM0/yPM0sznbpis/s72-c/IMG_5536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-308585808319177518</id><published>2008-04-27T00:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T01:01:44.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>showered</title><content type='html'>Today was a long day.  Yesterday my mom called and convinced me to go to a baby shower for a girl who I knew when we were children and who's mother is good friends with my mom today in Arlongton.  The shower wasn't bad, everyone was really nice, the games were fun, the cake was good.  I hate those situations though, when you havent seen someone in forever and its evident that their life is pretty much planned out and on track and then they say "so whats up with you?  what's &lt;em&gt;the plan&lt;/em&gt;?"  I am without plan and apparently that makes me a leper so I always make up a plan, blah.  Honeslty if I could crochet and watch General Hospital for the rest of my life that would be cool, but apparently you are only allowed to do that if you are an heiress or have children so thats probably not how my life is going to work out... damn. &lt;br /&gt;On the way home from the shower (hour plust long drive each way people, in a car with my mom.  my mother is a TERRIBLE driver, its seriously frightening) my mother decided we were stopping at some outlet store place thing.  It was filled with christmas serving platters and eater cookie jars, not realy my scene, but oh well.  She spent a little over 100 there and that drove me insane, that she tried to get me to go to Marshall's with her.  I would rather hang myself, not neccesarily because Marshal's is so terrible but because its so har dto watch my mom spend money when i know she needs a ton of dental work done and rocks car is old and they are always broke... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;On the way home from my moms I stopped by hobby lobby and got an E crochet hook and some Sculpey Premo for my new amigurumi. I finally go the "creepy cute crochet" book on friday and it is definitely a challenge compared to my other book but its a challenge i feel like i am up to.  I think I am going to start with ninja and work my way up to chthulu.&lt;br /&gt;When I finally got home Mac and i got take out form yummy's (mmm.. greek pizza) played a quick game of phase 10 (i won!) and then went to Lou's for matt's "last night in Denton" celebration.  We didn't stay all that long but it was really fun, Mac and I pantsed Matt and I even got along with sarah. &lt;br /&gt;Its so weird to think that matt is moving out of denton, its even more odd to think that none of my inner circle will ever live in the same city again... well probably not, I am trying to conveince melissa to come live near me.  I mean seriously how cool would that be?  Of all the people I know, only Mac and Melissa dont drive me crazy after an extended period of time.  Okay I have to go teach myself the crochet slip stich, lata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-308585808319177518?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/308585808319177518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=308585808319177518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/308585808319177518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/308585808319177518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/04/showered.html' title='showered'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-3941528233152932967</id><published>2008-04-24T21:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:34:54.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>aren't i crafty?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;SO I have pretty much been spending all my time crafting and driving lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and going to the doctor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday I got up early and drove to the lady doc so that she could check my liver enzymes and make sure my medicine isn't killing me (woohoo). I got there and the receptionist was completely rude and i was very frustrated by the time i finally got to check in, late for my appointment btw even though i had arrived on time... thats when i found out my appointment wasnt until wednesday. hehe... oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now all of my doc appointments are over and none of my medicines are killing me so life's pretty good right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been making myself drive everyday (the psychiatrist agrees with this plan now which means i have to keep doing it, lame) so yesterday I drove to my mom's house (akward). I had made a turtle, a cd and a card for my sister whos been having a tough, yet thankfully, relatively single, time of it lately and since my sister's afternoon job is at my mom's school I thought she could save me the postage. the weather was looking a little over cast when i got there and by the time I left the lightening was crazy but it was just drizzling so when I got to bell and university I turned left instead of going straight to the house so that I could stop by the store and get a sandwich. Of course by this time it was nearly 8 pm and I was starving so getting a sandwhich turned into looking at the sandwhiches, picking a couple up for a closer look, and then looking at pizza and wandering the frozen foods for a while before deciding to get a sandwhich after all, I'm awesome (I am learning that shopping alone is HARD when you are indecisive). When I left the store it was raining cats and dogs. The apocalypse had come at last and i was stuck in the middle of it, and my umbrella was in the car (i had the forsite to put the umbrella in the car but not to bring it into the store, awesome). I drove home terrified that i would hydroplane, skid into oncoming traffic and die. Turns out its not so bad. Also turns out that i no longer have the ability to eat a whole sandwhich from the kroger deli AND soup, but I gave it a good try (translates into I ate it and then felt ill for the rest of the night).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO how come 30 Rock has been funnier than The Office lately? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well at least there is a new BSG tomorrow, I am definitely looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wil leave you with the fruits of my recent crafty labors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFIMmXzYfI/AAAAAAAAMLE/QmyAmvdpYTU/s1600-h/IMG_5529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193011226630906354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFIMmXzYfI/AAAAAAAAMLE/QmyAmvdpYTU/s200/IMG_5529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFIMGXzYeI/AAAAAAAAMK8/VjcPhns6rdM/s1600-h/IMG_5527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193011218040971746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFIMGXzYeI/AAAAAAAAMK8/VjcPhns6rdM/s200/IMG_5527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFIL2XzYdI/AAAAAAAAMK0/StwN6lq6ESs/s1600-h/IMG_5523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193011213746004434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFIL2XzYdI/AAAAAAAAMK0/StwN6lq6ESs/s200/IMG_5523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFILmXzYcI/AAAAAAAAMKs/0eAxdk9BHYA/s1600-h/IMG_5390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193011209451037122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFILmXzYcI/AAAAAAAAMKs/0eAxdk9BHYA/s200/IMG_5390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFILGXzYbI/AAAAAAAAMKk/0dPct9milLY/s1600-h/IMG_5288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193011200861102514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFILGXzYbI/AAAAAAAAMKk/0dPct9milLY/s200/IMG_5288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFJKGXzYgI/AAAAAAAAMLM/g27i1kVSC9Q/s1600-h/IMG_5530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193012283192861186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFJKGXzYgI/AAAAAAAAMLM/g27i1kVSC9Q/s200/IMG_5530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7141149753141343660-3941528233152932967?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/3941528233152932967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=3941528233152932967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3941528233152932967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3941528233152932967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/04/arent-i-crafty.html' title='aren&apos;t i crafty?'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SBFIMmXzYfI/AAAAAAAAMLE/QmyAmvdpYTU/s72-c/IMG_5529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-6917010478783869788</id><published>2008-04-21T21:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:34:54.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe its been so long since I last posted. Not a whole lot has been going on. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SA1Pv2XzYOI/AAAAAAAAMHM/aqs8hypkaho/s1600-h/IMG_5488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191893628895846626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SA1Pv2XzYOI/AAAAAAAAMHM/aqs8hypkaho/s200/IMG_5488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I washed the sheets today and we ordered tuscani pasta from pizza hut (amazingly tasty it turns out). Oh, hey Luke's Bday dinner was over the weekend. That was really fun, and I totally drove all the way out to their house. Mac wouldnt let me drive home cause he thought i wasnt completely sober, but I was, I was just tired. Emily and I had very serious cases of the yawns near the end of the evening. The snuggly warm baby sleeping on my chest did not help, but was much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SA1R4WXzYPI/AAAAAAAAMHU/ZVcz0PoDK9o/s1600-h/IMG_5388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191895973947990258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SA1R4WXzYPI/AAAAAAAAMHU/ZVcz0PoDK9o/s200/IMG_5388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mac made the awesomest card for luke's bday. He needs to find a way to make money off of this stuff, although i guess thats what this whole art school thing is about. Speaking of, it would be nice to get some sort of response from the art school. i am ready to know already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa was gone all day which made my day pretty boring but I did get some crochet and Tv time in, so thats good.  Now I am thrilled that I finaly got my phlinx badge (pogo) and can now go back to playing addiction solitaire (very aptly named)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-6917010478783869788?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/6917010478783869788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=6917010478783869788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/6917010478783869788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/6917010478783869788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-cant-believe-its-been-so-long-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SA1Pv2XzYOI/AAAAAAAAMHM/aqs8hypkaho/s72-c/IMG_5488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-3650121861060718567</id><published>2008-04-16T10:58:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:34:54.807-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popcorn'/><title type='text'>What ARE they doing in heaven today?</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh!!! super cheesey title alert!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just saw a commercial that featured a song with the lyrics "what are they doing in heaven today" with pictures of americana sunsets and children waving flags. Oh and the product for sale was "moo tracks" ice cream, full of chocolatey goodness. Just sayin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally got my driver's license monday. I was kind of terrified to drive alone. After Mac left for work I just made myself drive to the craft store (Joann's, thank you Kerry for telling me about the sale!) and then to the grocery store. Not only did I drive alone for the first time but I also shopped alone for the first time, and it was nice. After I got my license Mac and I went to Johnny Carino's to celebrate. As usual our eyes were bigger than our stomachs. We ordered an appetizer, salads, entrees and desserts. We managed to eat the appetizer and took the rest home and ate it for dinner. Go team Edwards! My goal is to drive everyday but I need to find places to go where I won't spend money lol. Maybe I will visit the main library or a park or something. I also want to get a car harness for Stella so she can go with me but won't climb in my lap while I am driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAYq3_ZwQFI/AAAAAAAALio/AMgg2p3x8qI/s1600-h/IMG_5317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189882761991700562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAYq3_ZwQFI/AAAAAAAALio/AMgg2p3x8qI/s200/IMG_5317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of my reward to myself for achieving 60 days of non smoking was a popcorn popper and it arrived yesterday. It's ridiculous but I haven't been so &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAYndPZwQBI/AAAAAAAALiI/37filpdZayw/s1600-h/IMG_5310.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;excited since Christmas. I waited all day for the UPS guy and when the box arrived I tore into it and had a giant bowl of popcorn ready within the half hour (this includes a trip to the store to buy popcorn kernels and oil) BTW best popcorn ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mac and I managed to do "the Shred" again this morning. Last time was such a punishment that it was actually a pleasant surprise when we didn't have to crawl away from the living room when it was over. I think I like this exercise-early-in-the-day thing. We kept planning to do it when Mac got home from work but 9 o'clock on a full stomach was just not working. It was a better time for watching TV then "shredding".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAYqX_ZwQEI/AAAAAAAALig/DuJc9wIUCFc/s1600-h/IMG_5296+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189882212235886658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAYqX_ZwQEI/AAAAAAAALig/DuJc9wIUCFc/s200/IMG_5296+(Large).JPG" width="101" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mac was making fun of me this morning because I am so excited by our bird feeder. Mac bought the feeder for me ages ago but over the weekend we went out and got a tall shepheard's crook so we could hang it outside the office window. All week my favorite part of the morning has been watching all the little birds going to town on the seed and taking pictures. I even went out and bought seed thats supposed to attract cardinals and song birds (but I have to wait till we run out of our regular old bird seed first). Its funny because our pretty, expenisve bird feeder in the back yard gets no birdie love, but the cheapo one in the front is like bird grand central station. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Cross Country Craft Day 2 and 1/2, a chance for me to make up for last times day of depression. I am trying to come up with creative craft ideas, i.e. crafting a blog post, crafting food stuffs etc. but i think most of my day will be devoted to cards and scrapbooking. My printer is out of black ink so I may have to go to best buy or circuit city for a replacement.  So I am going to go do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/7141149753141343660-3650121861060718567?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/3650121861060718567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=3650121861060718567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3650121861060718567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3650121861060718567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-are-they-doing-in-heaven-today.html' title='What ARE they doing in heaven today?'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAYq3_ZwQFI/AAAAAAAALio/AMgg2p3x8qI/s72-c/IMG_5317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-9173529984229614115</id><published>2008-04-13T13:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:34:55.268-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video clips'/><title type='text'>like adding chocolate to an electrical storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here is a little funny brought to you via &lt;a href="http://untaphi54.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRuNxHqwazs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qRuNxHqwazs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mac and I ended up driving to Gainesville to try and take my driving test Friday but they were all out of appointments so I have to try again Monday morning. I did manage to leave my ID and social security card with the lady at the driver's license office so fingers crossed that they still have them because otherwise no license for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked my google calendar today to see when my next psych appointment is and realised i never put it on the calendar, so I=lame.&lt;br /&gt;Monday is going to be a busy phone day for me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished my first Ami&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAJQVPZwP7I/AAAAAAAALgI/GMpxk_ATFLo/s1600-h/IMG_5284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188798046526259122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAJQVPZwP7I/AAAAAAAALgI/GMpxk_ATFLo/s200/IMG_5284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAJQVvZwP8I/AAAAAAAALgQ/2ZIIvMPf9DU/s1600-h/IMG_5285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188798055116193730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAJQVvZwP8I/AAAAAAAALgQ/2ZIIvMPf9DU/s200/IMG_5285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still suck at the legs, but at least I dort of completed them, I think I will call him.. umm.. I don't know, any siggestions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAJQ8_ZwP9I/AAAAAAAALgY/hnmX7nip5mc/s1600-h/IMG_5282+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188798729426059218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAJQ8_ZwP9I/AAAAAAAALgY/hnmX7nip5mc/s200/IMG_5282+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Melissa and I proved we have too much time on our hands and way too much imagination when we hatched this plot last night. It took Mac forever to notive it but ooh well, I think it was worth it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay I have to go get ready for dinner with Beau&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/7141149753141343660-9173529984229614115?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/9173529984229614115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=9173529984229614115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/9173529984229614115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/9173529984229614115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/04/like-adding-chocolate-to-electrical.html' title='like adding chocolate to an electrical storm'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/SAJQVPZwP7I/AAAAAAAALgI/GMpxk_ATFLo/s72-c/IMG_5284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-1348556410090281125</id><published>2008-04-11T10:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T10:07:45.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>damnit</title><content type='html'>So they rescheduled my driving test again.  I guess "rescheduled" isn't even the word because there isn't a new appointment scheduled yet, but Coach says it will be maybe monday or tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;this is such bullshit.  Its the 3rd time they have done this to me, I am so pissed off and dissapointed and angry, and sad....&lt;br /&gt;I mean Coach had mentioned he was going to be doing a lot of testing this week and I said well I'm not in any particular hurry but that didn't mean I wanted to be put off 3 fucking times.  I thought it meant I might get pushed to friday not to never.  come on.&lt;br /&gt;seriously I could cry right now&lt;br /&gt;today is already not going to be a good day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-1348556410090281125?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/1348556410090281125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=1348556410090281125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1348556410090281125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1348556410090281125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/04/damnit.html' title='damnit'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-4080781489284312248</id><published>2008-04-09T10:55:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:34:55.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on, feel the Illinoise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_zqONwPUOI/AAAAAAAALd8/G-tc5GFVwG4/s1600-h/IMG_5253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187278400755028194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_zqONwPUOI/AAAAAAAALd8/G-tc5GFVwG4/s200/IMG_5253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised (or close to as promised) here is a pic of Mac Birthday present from me (well one of them). I cross stitched his favorite phrase from his favorite movie, "The Good, The Bad and The Ugly". I think its kind of funny and he really seemed to like it. It funny because Mac genuinely works the quote into conversations, which is seemingly impossible but my man is a clever one. I don't think I like the frame though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was Cross Country Craft Day II - Revenge of the Crafts. Melissa was pretty productive. On my end the crafts won the battle, as I did not produce a single thing, not even dinner (mmm chinese take out). I did determine that my sewing machine doesn't work (or at least I don't know how to work it), and that it's easy to get your thumb smashed if you arent being carefull while fiddling with a sewing machine. I spent the whole day in a funk (deep depression/crying) and was begining to think I had completely lost my mind until i found this website &lt;a href="http://www.askapatient.com/"&gt;http://www.askapatient.com/&lt;/a&gt; . It turns out that the new medicine I am taking can have that side effect in the first two weeks, but for the majority of people it goes away and is well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_zswtwPUPI/AAAAAAAALeE/yw4B8bd4_4Q/s1600-h/IMG_5257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187281192483770610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_zswtwPUPI/AAAAAAAALeE/yw4B8bd4_4Q/s200/IMG_5257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately craft day suffered and I totally need to make up for it and to that end I started on an amigurumi mouse yesterday morning. The head is completed (kind of wrong but its a learning process) today I plan to work on the body and ears cause the head is creepy all by itself sitting on my desk. I also spent about an hour making the pattern for a new top secret x-stitch project. Here is a hint, I showed it to Mac and he liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh and now on to my dissapointment. Today I was scheduled to take my driving test and get my license. I was nervous but confident that I woudl pass the test since coach has had me drive out to gainesville and run the test several times now and I have "passed" every time. Well the weather is kind of shitty today and coach called and cancelled, but we did reschedule for friday. I hate when things dont work out they way you planned (I was going to get my license and maybe take lunch/dinner to my husband since he has his figure drawing workshop til late tonite, and then I was going to go to michael's and get thread for my new cross stitch project) but you have to roll with the punches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, on a happier note, today is my 60th day of not smoking.&lt;br /&gt;here are the stats peeps:&lt;br /&gt;Time Smoke-Free: 60 days, 9 hours, 4 minutes and 31 seconds&lt;br /&gt;Cigarettes NOT smoked: 483&lt;br /&gt;Lifetime Saved: 3 days, 16 hours&lt;br /&gt;Money Saved: $123.60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get to do something to celebrate, not too expensive but not free either (mama didn't raise no fool). Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-4080781489284312248?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/4080781489284312248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=4080781489284312248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/4080781489284312248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/4080781489284312248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/04/come-on-feel-illinoise.html' title='Come on, feel the Illinoise'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_zqONwPUOI/AAAAAAAALd8/G-tc5GFVwG4/s72-c/IMG_5253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-2726287323435261975</id><published>2008-04-06T09:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T10:01:39.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday..</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Mac!  I could not ask for a better husband or friend.  Way to get older (my age).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made Mac something neat for his bday, I will post pics tomorrow. Whenever I ask Mac what he wants for his bday (for about 6 years now) he has always said "make something" which usully translates to throwing a surprise party or making him dinner (its a mixed bag) this year I tried something a little different.  I could only work on it when he wasnt home and since he was sick last week and home a lot and i was sick the week before, I spent a couple of nights were working on it til 4 am but I think he will like it so I am excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard for me to keep presents a secret.  I always manage to do it, but I struggle with it.  I want to give it to the person!!!! I want them to like it!!!!  SO the actual birthday/shower/wedding/christmas morning is always a relief to me, which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go run by walmart.  I want to get some craft supplies for tomorrow's Cross Country Craft Day partII - "revenge of the crafts"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-2726287323435261975?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/2726287323435261975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=2726287323435261975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2726287323435261975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2726287323435261975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday..'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-332472217496990517</id><published>2008-04-01T11:29:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:34:56.379-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Bobo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went out over the weekend and bought all new toys for the dogs. Mac has been saying that their old toys are pretty gross (that might have been true) but I know my husband is a tight wad and refused to throw them away without assurance that we were going to purchase new ones. When the polar bear was here she consumed a large quantity of fuzzy dog toys and plain broke the rest. Even my frugal husband could not deny the need for new dog toys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_JnQ9wPTVI/AAAAAAAALOs/FH81PY0iLNQ/s1600-h/IMG_5138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184319662209322322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_JnQ9wPTVI/AAAAAAAALOs/FH81PY0iLNQ/s320/IMG_5138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was like dog Christmas. Sparky was the most excited of all. He got in the toy box just to be among them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_Jn69wPTWI/AAAAAAAALO0/X6FII5HKSmw/s1600-h/IMG_5125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184320383763828066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_Jn69wPTWI/AAAAAAAALO0/X6FII5HKSmw/s200/IMG_5125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bobo is a favorite around here. I believe petsmart calls him "loofah dog", he's the toy from the commercials with the weiner dog. Usually we get a small Bobo for chloe and she takes it with her everywhere she goes (she uses it as a pillow, its really adorable). Sparky is a toy destroyer, so we bought him an overstuffed sheep which he immediately chewed the feet off of. Stella has no toy preference at all, aside from wanting what the others already have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_JoWNwPTXI/AAAAAAAALO8/6Hyfms7sYtY/s1600-h/IMG_5154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184320851915263346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_JoWNwPTXI/AAAAAAAALO8/6Hyfms7sYtY/s200/IMG_5154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In an effort to keep Bobo from becoming a sad, dirty shell of a toy I have been working on keeping Sparky away from him. I thought it was only fair that Chloe should at least have one nice toy since she often treats them like snuggly playmates. Things had been going pretty well, Sparky had accepted that Bobo was not for him, then Stella got involved. Apparently Bobo was now Stella's special friend and Chloe was not to go near it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_Jo5NwPTYI/AAAAAAAALPE/91an6pCscGc/s1600-h/IMG_5156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184321453210684802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_Jo5NwPTYI/AAAAAAAALPE/91an6pCscGc/s200/IMG_5156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                            It did not turn out well.&lt;/div&gt;                                                       RIP fair Bobo, we hardly knew you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news I learned how to parallel park and drove on the highway today, not as terrifying as I thought it would be, but I still managed to get all sweaty. I am getting my haircut later today and I have no idea what I want, which will probably annoy the hair guy. Guess I should go look for pictures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quote of the day: "oh my god it looks like a killing field, I hope they never decide to do that to Maddy" -Mac Edwards upon observing what was left of Bobo.&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/7141149753141343660-332472217496990517?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/332472217496990517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=332472217496990517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/332472217496990517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/332472217496990517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodbye-bobo.html' title='Goodbye Bobo'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_JnQ9wPTVI/AAAAAAAALOs/FH81PY0iLNQ/s72-c/IMG_5138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-7169152181119620374</id><published>2008-03-31T23:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:34:56.577-06:00</updated><title type='text'>aww yeah.</title><content type='html'>Greatest accomplishment since last blog? Pineapple upside down cake&lt;br /&gt;Alright I admit it was a box mix, but does that really matter in the scheme of things? I still had to use the electric beater thingees so its still domestic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, what else? Lola did not end up going to a rescue. I went a little crazy and blitzed the internet with found dog postings and guess what? it worked! The night before Lola was going to the rescue her owners emailed me. Turns out they live fairly close by. Oh and her name is Baby (/dumb name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my driving lessons last week. I have had one so far and it was great. Coach got me out on a country highway type road and got me up in the 60's. After that 30 felt like crawling. I felt fairly empowered and unlike Mac, Coach doesn't wince and startle while I'm driving, in fact he thinks I am doing jsut fine. Tomorrow is my second lesson (highways! I am terrified) and I have another wednesday and my final one friday. I take the driving test on the 7th (wish me luck).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I started taking Zyrtec for my allergies, it works great! The next day I got a sore throat and the day after that I was chest deep in Death Flu. The doc told me to keep taking it but the sore throat just kept getting worse so umm, yeah no more Zyrtec. I started taking an antibiotic Friday and seem to be through the worst of it today thank god. The whole not smoking thing seems to be helping. In fact I was helping Mac look for a screw he had dropped while trying to put up the new light in the dining room and I realised "hey I don't smoke" which is like saying "hey I don't stink". That was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first Wellbutrin day. I feel different and I got a lot done today. I knew when it was kicking in. It was kind of an Adderal-esque feeling, but to a lesser extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen "Highschool Confidential" on We? Its incredibly depressing. Please tell me I was not that dumb of a bitch in highschool. I cringe with the thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_HA6twPTUI/AAAAAAAALOQ/kUkQJ8NnvtA/s1600-h/IMG_5147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184136761027022146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_HA6twPTUI/AAAAAAAALOQ/kUkQJ8NnvtA/s200/IMG_5147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and get this! I found the part of me that can crochet! No shit, I mean it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigurumi here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-7169152181119620374?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/7169152181119620374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=7169152181119620374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/7169152181119620374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/7169152181119620374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/03/aww-yeah.html' title='aww yeah.'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R_HA6twPTUI/AAAAAAAALOQ/kUkQJ8NnvtA/s72-c/IMG_5147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-3367558525466432862</id><published>2008-03-20T17:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T18:12:15.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference 7 days makes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well since my last post the Nogles and Quattrochis schooled the Edwards in the newlywed game (but at least mac knows what our sheets look like) Mac and I decided to move to Austin, we found a polar bear who is currently eating us out of house and home (and stealing our hearts) and Emily and Luke became parents! Lets see, what to talk about first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/marzipan.bunny/R9ynlJ3LIbI/AAAAAAAAJkQ/80WJRi18W14/IMG_4644.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="122" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/marzipan.bunny/R9ynlJ3LIbI/AAAAAAAAJkQ/80WJRi18W14/IMG_4644.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Newlywed game night was really fun, everyone came which shocked the crap out of me because as of friday night no one was confirmed, except of course Luke and Emily but they were tentative due to emminent childbirth. We ended up ordering pizza to have with our pie (it stayed within the pie theme though) and there was beer and hot chocolate and cheese and crackers and lots of catching up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah Mac and I went to Austin, we had an absolute blast. We got their right on time for Mac's interview at the Gemini school. At first we were a little put off by appearences but I guess thats why TV always says not to judge a book by its cover (my parent didnt say those kinds of things, but Danny Tanner certainly did). We were pretty impressed, and I think the founders were impressed with Mac too. He is in the process of filling in his application, cross your fingers for us guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/marzipan.bunny/R9sp9Z3LHnI/AAAAAAAAJZU/vKxUHalpDKA/IMG_4577.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="298" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/marzipan.bunny/R9sp9Z3LHnI/AAAAAAAAJZU/vKxUHalpDKA/IMG_4577.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving to Austin would be a big change. I would be supporting us and we wouldn't be near our friends or family (i am actually okay with the family part but extremely bummed about the friends part.) but I think it will be a good thing. Mac is not happy with what he is doing and right now we are young, we have no children and we have the oppotunity so I say, take it. Besides our friends will come and visit us, and then decide to move too, you just wait and see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also got to visit SxSW and the capital while we were in town, I preferred the capital, but only because we didnt get to go to any shows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/marzipan.bunny/R9yns53LIrI/AAAAAAAAJnU/T7yfTF23HEg/IMG_4662.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/marzipan.bunny/R9yns53LIrI/AAAAAAAAJnU/T7yfTF23HEg/IMG_4662.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Saturday a polar bear followed me home. Its hard to talk about right now because I just emailed a rescue saying that they could have her, and its made me very sad. A part of me wishes Lola had never come into our lives and a part of me is very glad she did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.google.com/marzipan.bunny/R-Hxz9wPO3I/AAAAAAAAJ5M/SGIHrfY8TKg/IMG_4763.JPG?imgmax=512"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://lh4.google.com/marzipan.bunny/R-Hxz9wPO3I/AAAAAAAAJ5M/SGIHrfY8TKg/IMG_4763.JPG?imgmax=512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the best news of all of course is the birth of Lyla Celeste Quattrochi on March 19th, and not just because I won the baby pool (yay $50). She really is an above average beautiful child already don't you think? I can't wait to see her again, she will probably throw up all over me because I am a baby vomit magnet, but I don't care, shes just so cute, and smart and creative... well I am sure the last two will come with time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay time to pick a recipe for dinner and then take Lola on a short jog and then work on the laundry situation and then play with my new bam pop stamps (they are truly awesome). I will leave you with a slide show of little Elsie Q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="288" height="192" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmarzipan.bunny%2Falbumid%2F5179686350274639681%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss"&gt;&lt;/embed&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/7141149753141343660-3367558525466432862?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/3367558525466432862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=3367558525466432862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3367558525466432862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3367558525466432862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-difference-7-days-makes.html' title='What a difference 7 days makes....'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-712947886776678975</id><published>2008-03-13T00:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:34:56.881-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and we are a go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ear surgery is now complete, and was pretty easy, all I had to do was sleep.  Misson accomplished. The only crappy part was the crappy nurse who did a crappy job trying to put in my IV. She was crappy. Mac was watching her dig at me and almost passed out. The second nurse did a much better job. Props to the second nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R9jDq53LGoI/AAAAAAAAJME/JFB25YsAG2k/s1600-h/IMG_4467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177102913516542594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R9jDq53LGoI/AAAAAAAAJME/JFB25YsAG2k/s320/IMG_4467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went over to the Quattrochi Casa and I finally got to see the finished mural, and I must say my husband is a real talent, I am so proud of him.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R9jCeJ3LGlI/AAAAAAAAJLs/FTetB_d4KlU/s1600-h/IMG_4467.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke amd Emily made us dinner (fajitas!) and the boys installed a ceiling fan.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R9jCdp3LGkI/AAAAAAAAJLk/24awuX2TF2o/s1600-h/IMG_4466.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I continued to fail at crocheting (I refuse to give up though) while the guys played the new smash brothers game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emily was as impressed as I was by how AWESOME the game was. (sigh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the by, Elsie Q is coming soon, she even popped out her mucus plug... ew (hehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177103351603206802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R9jEEZ3LGpI/AAAAAAAAJMM/M5UTAU0tuA0/s320/IMG_4470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow (the 13th, I haven't selpt since the 12th so it's still tomorrow to me) Mac and I are going to Austin to tour an art school and for them to look at some of his work. I think he's a shoe in, his stuff looks pretty great (even if it isn't all that professionally put together, but they said to just bring in a rough collection so its fine). Of course SxSW is going on right now, and some huge rodeo, so its pretty impossible to find a hotel room. Mac is going to call around and see what he can find in the morning. I was looking over the SxSW schedule and saw that Priscilla Ahn, Meiko, Ingrid Michaleson, Joshua Radin and Sara Bareilles are all playing a show together tomorrow night at The Parish. Um, yeah so that's pretty much my playlist on winamp right now and I was pretty excited, until I found out its impossible to get in, so no super awesome happy fun time for me. Mac and I may stroll by though just to get a quick listen, assuming we feel like braving 6th street, otherwise we are going to go see a movie, heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I should probably get to bed.  night night, I'll let you know friday how it went!&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/7141149753141343660-712947886776678975?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/712947886776678975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=712947886776678975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/712947886776678975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/712947886776678975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-we-are-go.html' title='and we are a go'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R9jDq53LGoI/AAAAAAAAJME/JFB25YsAG2k/s72-c/IMG_4467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-3764112260147978680</id><published>2008-03-12T01:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T01:11:59.392-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet'/><title type='text'>quickness</title><content type='html'>3 things&lt;br /&gt;1. crocheting is hard (to do and spell).  Got the cute amigurumi book in today and have achieved nothing, but I did find some really great instructional videos online (knit bitch on youtube rocks!) and look forward to trying again tomorrow after the anesthesia wears off, speaking of which...&lt;br /&gt;2. I am having ear surgery at 10:30 am, wish me luck, I am not as nervous as the first time but the closer it gets the more nervous I am.  Speaking of nervous habits...&lt;br /&gt;3. I am at 32 days smoke free, go me!  Saturday was surprisingly hard, I don't know why, but I got through it and today wasn't difficult at all and telling various doctors over the last few days has been very liberating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-3764112260147978680?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/3764112260147978680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=3764112260147978680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3764112260147978680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/3764112260147978680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/03/quickness.html' title='quickness'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-4044679049937423751</id><published>2008-03-10T18:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:34:56.958-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masterpiece theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>I would like to thank...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to thank Fiber One oat and chocolate chewy granola bars for being delicious. I would also like to send a shout out to the weather for being &lt;em&gt;so fine &lt;/em&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R9W_nJ3LGLI/AAAAAAAAJCQ/-wvRcwIUZiU/s1600-h/IMG_4435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176254026115389618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R9W_nJ3LGLI/AAAAAAAAJCQ/-wvRcwIUZiU/s320/IMG_4435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michelle came over on saturday, we baked cupcakes and went to El Matador and ate cheesy wonderful nachos, it was pretty much a perfect day. However it was not the most weight watchers friendly day. Sunday I figured the week was pretty much blown anyway so after lunch at Olive Garden with my mom for her birthday I had three cupcakes, a huge salad, and two chili dogs. mmmmm, chili dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The very best part of Sunday was discovering 8 hours of Masterpiece Theatre's Cmplete Jane Austen on my DVR. I pretty much sat on the couch and knitted for 6 hours as Catherine Morland fell in love with Henry Tilney, and then as Anne Elliot regreted her decision not to marry Captain Wentworth. It was enough to give a girl the vapors, heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There isn't another episode of Masterpiece til the end of the month and its Emma (not my favorite) so I am somewhat dissapointed, but at least I got alot done on the hat I am knitting. (the book from the library has come in amazingly handy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very frustrated with my sister right now.  I really felt like she was making some headway with her situation and then she turned around and threw it all away and ontop of that she is letting her situation beat her up again.  What do you do?  She's an adult, she pays her bills (and his) and she doesn't want it to change.  I take that back, sometimes she does, but those are rare times and it's just more important to her to be with some than to be safe and happy.  Its pretty messed up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OOO OOO I almost forgot! I have decided to learn how to make amigurumi and to that end went to Michael's and got a shit ton of yarn and crochet needles and "I Taught Myself to Crochet" (by the makers of "I Taught Myself to Knit" from which I, ... well, I taught myself to knit actually). I also ordered this book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/613JUOFdE2L._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/613JUOFdE2L._SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and preordered this one&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51WBKmJXjWL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51WBKmJXjWL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;expecting me to start churning out ninjas, owls and lions any day now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept busy over the weekend and didn't get to talk to Melissa as much as I usually do and when I did get to talk to her I found out that Haydrienne has a stomach bug thats been going on for days. If you are reading this (does anyone read this?) send happy thoughts to miss melissa. &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/7141149753141343660-4044679049937423751?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/4044679049937423751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=4044679049937423751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/4044679049937423751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/4044679049937423751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-would-like-to-thank.html' title='I would like to thank...'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RPplX3KHEfk/R9W_nJ3LGLI/AAAAAAAAJCQ/-wvRcwIUZiU/s72-c/IMG_4435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-1234294971137624842</id><published>2008-03-07T15:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T15:33:52.939-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>pity party day</title><content type='html'>that's right I am having a little pity party for myself&lt;br /&gt;sort of&lt;br /&gt;I have been needing to update badly, I even wrote it on my list of things to do that I keep on the front door. (it is one of the many items not checked off)&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, since the last time I was here I have.. hmm.. been to the H&amp;H rehearsal (mmm good food, boo bad focus)the H&amp;H wedding (...) a few doctors (I am scheduled to have tubes put in my ears AGAIN on the 12th) and... oh and it snowed!&lt;br /&gt;real genuine snow!  It was so great, we even made a snowman (steve) and snow angels.  then we made coacoa and watched cabaret, and later opened champagne and had a decent dinner. &lt;br /&gt;no wonder I am down today, what's a world of brown sluch compared to a winter wonderland.  I made hazelnut coacoa this morning in an effort to recapture yesterdays fuzzy feelings but it just wasn't happening.&lt;br /&gt;Mac made an appointment for me to have private driving instruction on the 25th, about which I am both excited and nervous, I just need to get it DONE.  I am sick of eating the same canned and boxed foods for dinner everyday but I can't do anything about it when I can't even go to the grocery store you know?  and I REALLY REALLY REALLY want a job.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of, I really want to go into pharmaceutical sales, I think I would be good at it and my mom tutors for a woman who does sales for pfizer, awesome!  as soon as I get my license I am going to see if my mom can hook me up.  &lt;br /&gt;I went and got a library card the other day (the library is within walking distance, why cant the grocery store be as well..hmm,.. actually piggly wiggly isnt all THAT far...) and checked out a book on knitting.  Its been great, I have learned how to purl, rib, increase and decrease, I think next I am going ot make a hat, wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going to go look up how far the piggly wiggly is and decide if its worth it to me to have something new and different for dinner :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-1234294971137624842?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/1234294971137624842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=1234294971137624842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1234294971137624842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1234294971137624842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/03/pity-party-day.html' title='pity party day'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-5107310890389325960</id><published>2008-02-25T01:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T01:58:52.404-06:00</updated><title type='text'>umm...</title><content type='html'>The Academy Awards were on tonite.  I love the Oscars, the pomp, the circumstance, the ridiculous dresses and of course my righteous indignation when the movie that clearly deserves to win does not.  I was a good movie slacker this year apparently, I had only seen Juno and Atonement.  Mac and I watched together while we ate dinner and made a list of what we want to see.  I am too lazy to go get the list out of the living room but I know we had There Will Be Blood, The Savages, Away From Her and some others.  BTW I had no clue the guy from No Country for Old Men was so hot.. just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it takes 21 days to break a habit, so far I have 15 of them covered.  I am still having weight issues but not as badly as before, and I think my hardcore hours of daily workouts might have something to do with that.  The cravings really haven't been bad lately, they haven't been gone, but they seem to be passing more quickly so that's awesome and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe its so late!  I've been watching alot of Sex and the City reruns lately and I lose track of time.. sigh&lt;br /&gt;bedtime!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-5107310890389325960?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/5107310890389325960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=5107310890389325960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5107310890389325960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5107310890389325960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/02/umm.html' title='umm...'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-5352259205980645615</id><published>2008-02-22T01:30:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T01:46:28.181-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cards'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spent most of the day working out (only a week left before I have to squeeze into that bridesmaid dress) and the evening making chicken tacos and then making cards.&lt;br /&gt;Not a whole lot to say so here are some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="600" height="400" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmarzipan.bunny%2Falbumid%2F5157826419883855297%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="600" height="400" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmarzipan.bunny%2Falbumid%2F5134070046048561329%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-5352259205980645615?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/5352259205980645615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=5352259205980645615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5352259205980645615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/5352259205980645615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/02/spent-most-of-day-working-out-only-week.html' title=''/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-7900468622341933855</id><published>2008-02-20T22:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T22:31:37.117-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>so I kicked my own ass for cookies</title><content type='html'>It's true.  I wanted to eat a smart one's cookie dough sundae for dessert tonight so i worked out enough so that I wouldn't have to go into my flex points, since I am saving them for the bachelorette party this weekend.  After working out it was around 6 o clock and I was tired so I decided to watch some stuff I had stacking up on the DVR and have a small snack which turned into a large snack (you can't eat a small snack at 6pm, it is impossible, especially not while sitting on the couch watching Sex &amp;amp; the City) and I wasnt giving up my cookie so I worked out again.  I am already one large achey muscle but I feel pretty good about it. &lt;br /&gt;Bought pesto, garlic and pine nut marinated chicken breast from target ealier in the week and decided to have that for dinner with some leftover spaghetti and sauce I made sunday.  ahhh the best laid plans...&lt;br /&gt;So it turns out Mac ate the pasta for lunch tuesday and so instead I got out the left over couscous from monday and made my first attempt at steaming vegetables.  Then I rememberd I didn't care much for this particular variety of couscous so I made myself some black eyed peas.  We sat down to eat and I determined that I dont like steamed carrots (the broccoli was actually pretty good)  or giant slabs of pesto, garlic and pine nut marinated chicken breast.  So I put the chicken away in the fridge to put in something (the flavor was jsut to strong to eat alone, perhaps an itallian sandwich?) threw out the carrots, and finally just at a lean cuisine, heh.&lt;br /&gt;This has officially been the most boring blog ever&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I haven't mentioned smoking in a while, prolly cause it hasn't really been on the forefront of my mind, at least not at the moment I sit down to type this thing, so that's progress.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't smoked in 11 days, 20 hours, 27 minutes and 56 seconds. &lt;br /&gt;Cigarettes NOT smoked: 95&lt;br /&gt;Lifetime Saved:  17 hours&lt;br /&gt;Money Saved: $22.66&lt;br /&gt;I think my favorite part of the morning is getting my quitnet stats email letting me know how long its been and how much time and money I have saved.  Neat idea quitnet, keep up the good work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-7900468622341933855?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/7900468622341933855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=7900468622341933855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/7900468622341933855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/7900468622341933855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-i-kicked-my-own-ass-for-cookies.html' title='so I kicked my own ass for cookies'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-9109353173277297772</id><published>2008-02-18T18:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:06:59.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wasting time</title><content type='html'>The husbandit doesn't get off work til late during the week so I usually put off starting dinner til around 7:30, ... so right now I have a little bit of time to kill. &lt;br /&gt;Let's see.. it was a busy weekend, but I enjoyed it.  Saturday was Baby Q's shower and there were a ton of people there!  seriously Emily and Luke have a ton of friends and family and everyone was incredibly nice with just the right amount of silly.  My favorite part of any party is the food and this one did not dissapoint.  I personally am always happy with chips, dips, cookies, the usual, but they had egg and chicken salad mini croissant sandwiches, smoked salmon, this really lovely, soft herb cheese, hummus, interesting salads, really it was a dieters dream.  After the shower some of us felt like going out (I don't get to see these people all that often since we suddenly grew up and moved all over the place) so we hit Lonnegan's, which was an old stomping ground when i was in highschool.  A friend of mine's dad managed the place so we would either go there or Denny's after school (who wants to go home?)  Walking in, that old familiar smell of cigarettes, cheese fries and beer washed over me, and I was taken back to the days of Lucky strikes in the back booth while playing trivia during happy hour.  This was the first place I felt sexy smoking a cigarette, the cigarette machine by the bathrooms was a good friend to 16 year old me.  It was the middle of the afternoon, the place was hardly busy, only one other smoker thank god.  We sat together in the booth and at first my hands were shaking, but by the time our queso and quesadillas got there I had forgotten all about it.  I guess its true that "this too shall pass".  I let myself just enjoy the conversations with my friends and for the first time didn't feel bad about smoking in someone's face.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Mac left early to work on Baby Q's mural.  I woke up late and went to Fuzzy's Tacos with my friend Beau.  Beau and I used to work out together 2-3 times a week before I graduated.  We also used to smoke on the walk to the gym from the parking lot, from the gym back to the car, and on the way to my front door from the street when he was dropping me off.  Beau and I were a good imitation of an industrial district.   Luckily you can't smoke in Fuzzy's and the weather wasn't nice enough to sit outside.  After lunch we walked around Target and then Beau had to go home because "he had to smoke".  I didn't blame him. &lt;br /&gt;So it felt like a weekend of little victories. &lt;br /&gt;This weekend is Heather's bachelorette party which means I need to order her gift.. its totally naughty!&lt;br /&gt;lata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-9109353173277297772?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/9109353173277297772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=9109353173277297772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/9109353173277297772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/9109353173277297772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/02/wasting-time.html' title='wasting time'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-4668648579727367847</id><published>2008-02-15T11:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T11:21:42.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ta da</title><content type='html'>my weight was down to 157 this morning, pretty much made my day.  I think jogging is helping.&lt;br /&gt;Had a dream where my brother jason was a smoker but he was trying to quit and having a hard time with cravings, and I kept telling people "leave him alone, it will pass, he just has to get through it"  then he and I smoked a cigarette and we both felt guilty.&lt;br /&gt;I actually woke up feeling guilty and it was just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I also woke up to someone banging on the front door.  Somehow I got up and looked through the peephole.  It was the fedex guy and he must be familiar with our house, cause our doorbell is broken.   The dogs were going nuts and I was scantily clad but apparently I needed to sign for what he was delivering and I need the stuff for Emily's baby shower tomorrow so I just went out there, head held high, boobs flailing and signed for it.  Somewhat embarassing actually but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;And now I am going to to make lunch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-4668648579727367847?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/4668648579727367847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=4668648579727367847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/4668648579727367847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/4668648579727367847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/02/ta-da.html' title='ta da'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-4974933297023881580</id><published>2008-02-14T21:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:52:56.734-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vday'/><title type='text'>Be careful how you touch me, my body's like an earthquake...</title><content type='html'>It was a good Valentine's Day but now I am just in a foul mood.  It has nothing to do with anything,  I can feel it behind my eyes and it would probably be best if I stayed here and typed instead of yelling at my husband.  It will subside, eventually.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to sleep til late last night, I waited until Mac went to bed so I could decorate his desk with the card I made for him, and the one from the dogs (it said "I ruff u" how cute am I?) and put out the boxed up cookies I had made for him (I feel certain eventually he will eat them right?  probably not) and well.. I don't sleep much these days.&lt;br /&gt;Mac had a meeting this morning so he got up early and I got up with him to make chocolate chip pancakes.  Actually he got up before me and went to the store to get some flowers.  He put a small arrangement in the bedroom next to my side of the bed, then a huge arrangement in the living room and lastly a medium arrangement in the office on my desk.  Turns out he also drank all the milk so he went back to the store to get some more and got me some orange juice too. &lt;br /&gt;After breakfast I bagged up the left over pancakes, whipped cream, candy, chocolate chips and cookies in the house from my valentine's day baking and sent it to work with Mac, the last thing I need is all that junk staring at me all day.&lt;br /&gt;The bright and shiney spot of the day?  Lunch.  Not neccesarily the love in the air (I love my husband but he was tired today and not much of a talker, that and he didn't feel hungry, so it was not exactly romantic) but the food.  I love Johnny Carino's.  They take risks, true sometimes they sound odd, and occasionally they don't really work but most of the time you end up with something amazing.  The garlic jalepeno tilapia is to die for, I ate half for lunch and the other half for dinner with some broccoli.  mmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Oh hey yeah I hit the road again today and went jogging.  I guess my lungs worked out whatever they needed to since tuesday because the only burn today was in my thighs and biceps (yay wrist weights).  I wanted to go around the block 4 times but I only got in three before it was completely dark out and I had to go in (I don't like jogging in the dark all by myself with headphones on.  I keep imagining my family telling my story on Oprah and how stupid it would sound, "she loved to jog in the dark, without protection and diminished awareness".   I would basically be the example of what not to do)  It still took 48 mins which is pretty good.  On the last time around I was next to some apartments and I smelled smoke so I was looking around (lots of grass fires lately) when I noticed flashing lights so I paused my music and almost got hit by a fire truck, that was fun.  Actually I love that kind of thing.  When Kerry came over while Mac was out of town, a few police cars and an ambulance showed up on my street around 2 am and totally made my day.  Some people would be scared or ambivelant but not me, I wanted the scoop.  It was freezing out and I stood on the front porch watching like it was reality tv.  My street ends on the back of the same apartment complex the trucks nearly killed me trying to get into so I  jogged my ass off and passed my house to get to the end of the street to catch a glimpse of the action but all I could see over the fence were the flashing lights.  The oddest part was how quiet it was.  I was expecting to hear booming voiced firemen barking orders and the sound of hose slapping the ground as the water gushed out.  What I got was dead silence, so I went home and watched the office.&lt;br /&gt;By the way the ratio of Schrut Bucks to Stanley Nickels is exactly the same as unicorns to leperchauns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-4974933297023881580?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/4974933297023881580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=4974933297023881580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/4974933297023881580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/4974933297023881580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/02/be-careful-how-you-touch-me-my-bodys.html' title='Be careful how you touch me, my body&apos;s like an earthquake...'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-754968318952935044</id><published>2008-02-13T23:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:53:26.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>pity party</title><content type='html'>I am so mad at myself. I screwed up pretty badly by smoking. It was so stupid, I was so stupid and its just one more reason why teenagers shouldn't be trusted to make any deicisions ever about anything. There have been so many times when I have wished (as I smoked a cigarette in the rain/freezing weather/blistering sun) that I had never started but right now, this moment I am feeling that so acutely....&lt;br /&gt;So I have worked my ass off to lose weight, over 50 pounds, from 209 to 150, I hadn't weighed that little since I was in highschool (granted I weighed less than that too but I did weight 150 at one point, before I got really into Thai Bo). Sure I havnt been working out like I should lately but I have been keeping busy and eating right...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;When I went on my honeymoon last summer, I went completely off weight watchers. I drank all day long (mmm pina coladas on the beach..) I ate hamburgers and french fries for lunch every day and chicken nuggests and noodles everynight. When I got home I discovered I had gained 9 pounds, (over a week) and I lost it all a week later. Fast forward to now. Its been five days since I quit smoking, and I have gained 12.4 pounds, 4 of those pounds were gained in the last 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Kill me.&lt;br /&gt;Sure okay, yesterday I had whataburger for lunch, not great, its true. But I haven't eaten at whataburger in literally 6 months if not longer and I also had a three point smart one for dinner (3 points is nothing, NOTHING) and jogged for 40 mins, so whats with the four pound gain?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am drowning in fatness. Poor Mac, I informed him today that it is going to be a long time before I get naked again.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I had my bridesmaid dress altered when I was at 150.... I am scared I won't even be able to get it on.&lt;br /&gt;Gah!&lt;br /&gt;I am so frustrated right now. So tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and Mac and I are going out to lunch. I will try to be reasonable, that's all I can promise. Friday I will start working out everyday, and quit the snacking I have been allowing myself to do since I quit smoking (even if it is just on pickles and popcorn)&lt;br /&gt;/pitypartty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-754968318952935044?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/754968318952935044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=754968318952935044' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/754968318952935044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/754968318952935044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/02/pity-party.html' title='pity party'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-2545438148619531781</id><published>2008-02-13T11:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:07:27.339-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allergies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>it burns</title><content type='html'>Oh my god allergies, serisouly, all over the place. Worst moment? Woke up this morning with a hair in my nose, it tickled and made me sneeze, I was miserable.&lt;br /&gt;Spent a chunk of yesterday downloading music from amazon.com. The service is great, the music is DRM free and reasonably priced, what more could you ask for? wait, oh yeah, more selection, but they are definitely getting there. Favorite new (to you) artist you ask? Meiko, especially "reasons to love you".&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that when you quit smoking you don't gain weight just because you are putting food in your mouth instead of cigarettes, no that would be to easy, you also gain weight because your metabolism literally slows down, that's why fatigue is a symptom of nicotine withdrawal. Case in point? I have gained 8 pounds since quitting 5 days ago, I kid you not. True I have been eating more than usual, especially when it comes to pickles, but come on people, 8 pounds? that's ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;I decided I had to combat this so I went jogging last night. The weather was gorgeous. the sunset was beautiful and I almost died. Well close to died. Suddenly jogging sucks! I had to stop after two laps around the block, not because my legs or arms (I was wearing wrist weights) were tired but because my lungs were burning and I was tasting blood... BLOOD! I got to the house and could hardly breathe, it was scary and incredibly painful and I am so trying it again tonite because before the lungs tried to kill me jogging felt really good, so there take that lungs. (I had some pretty nice looking legs before christmas hit with all its family trips and cake balls)&lt;br /&gt;My husband just asked if I am writing a novel.&lt;br /&gt;so what if I am&lt;br /&gt;yeah i am a little on edge these days...heh&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go clean something.... anything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-2545438148619531781?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/2545438148619531781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=2545438148619531781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2545438148619531781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/2545438148619531781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-burns.html' title='it burns'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-1443929541924337884</id><published>2008-02-12T13:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T11:05:08.749-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>well there you go</title><content type='html'>I am actually going to use this thing, I've had the account forever, basically to post on the blogs of friends, and now I guess I am just bored enough....&lt;br /&gt;Today is Day 4 of not smoking.  Supposedly its all mental from here on out.  (Does it really take 72 hours to get all the nicotine out of your system?)  I have to admit that if I had not given Mac the pack of cigarettes I had in the house yesterday before he went to work I probably would have smoked the whole things by the time he got home.  In fact I nearly smoked the cat.&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to be distracted I went and saw "Atonement" last night.  We were running late so I missed the previews, which sucks, I love previews.  I am a person who likes to have something to look forward to.  Right now all I have to look forward to movie-wise is "be kind rewind", I was hoping to find some more gems to anticipate.  Anyway, Atonement, right. Visually the movie was wonderful.  Very interesting and watchable without being sugary, they used the lighting well.  The music was amazing and incorporated seamlessly.  The acting was spot on, and subtle,  I can see why there is Oscar buzz.  The story was only so-so.  The popcorn was GREAT!  My husband always get upset that the popcorn is my favorite part of the movie, I say he should consider himself lucky that his wife is easy to please.&lt;br /&gt;Today my brother and I are going shopping for Valentine's Day supplies.  I am going to assist him in wrapping his gifts for his.... his... friend?  and then I am going to make cookies and candies for the hubby.  I love Valentine's Day.  There is no good reason for it, I shouldn't but I do.  Hope springs eternal right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-1443929541924337884?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/1443929541924337884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=1443929541924337884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1443929541924337884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1443929541924337884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/02/well-there-you-go.html' title='well there you go'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-6916165945959387833</id><published>2008-02-10T21:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:53:59.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flavor Country</title><content type='html'>SO Matt Gunter is a real @!#J@$# He just sent me a message letting me know how much he is enjoying a cigarette right now. oh well, I'll live longer and happier... right? right?&lt;br /&gt;SO in 6 hours it will be 2 whole days.&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the last time I went two days without smoking. When we were visiting Mac's grandparents I snuck outside in my pajamas in a snow storm around midnight to suck one down. At the time I kept thinking how ridiculous it was, right now I would kill for that cigarette, hell I'd smoke it bare foot in 2 feet of snow.&lt;br /&gt;Probably shouldn't focus on that.&lt;br /&gt;Been doing my best to stay busy. Yesterday we went shopping, I got some body shaping underwear for Heather's bridesmaid dress (its just one of those dresses, her sister is skinny and she needed it too) and we got some groceries. I chewed a lot of gum but didn't use the patch, its existence in my house is a nice safety blanket but I haven't actually had to use it yet. Today I did some card making, watched mystery on PBS, went to Luke and Emily's with Mac to do some talking about the baby's mural and had dinner with Mac's parents. I have to admit I have been eating more than usual but it hasn't been insane. Its mostly pickles actually lol. Monday I need to get active again. I am going to walk a dog to the park (I am not brave enough to walk all 3 by myself so I will take a different dog each day) Maybe mon, wed, fri will be dog walking day and Tues, thurs will be jogging days and i need to get on the ab lounge too, I should probably make a schedule....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-6916165945959387833?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/6916165945959387833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=6916165945959387833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/6916165945959387833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/6916165945959387833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/02/flavor-country.html' title='Flavor Country'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141149753141343660.post-1810678779377360655</id><published>2008-02-09T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:51:28.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...and Proud to be</title><content type='html'>So today is the first smoke free day. It's been about twelve hours, I haven't used the patch yet, I have chewed a lot of gum. I haven't really told anyone about this. I guess I just know that most of the people I know don't take me seriously and that makes me not take myself seriously. I also know that I would be given that look of "yeah right" which I don't need right now. I would rather tell people when its over and done with. I pretty much want to eat chicken nuggets and mac and cheese and lay in bed and smoke a huge long cigarette right now. lame&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7141149753141343660-1810678779377360655?l=nakedkristin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/feeds/1810678779377360655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7141149753141343660&amp;postID=1810678779377360655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1810678779377360655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7141149753141343660/posts/default/1810678779377360655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nakedkristin.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-proud-to-be.html' title='...and Proud to be'/><author><name>The Edwardsesesesss</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
