<?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-5791158466593721431</id><updated>2012-01-28T18:36:37.810-05:00</updated><category term='Honeymoon'/><category term='Hawaii'/><category term='Boston'/><category term='IU'/><title type='text'>Kyler and Kara</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-232989774691181190</id><published>2012-01-13T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T06:00:06.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EzyPe165vI/Twn62DXh4xI/AAAAAAAAAEE/J9T12O0vCq0/s1600/DSCN2481.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EzyPe165vI/Twn62DXh4xI/AAAAAAAAAEE/J9T12O0vCq0/s640/DSCN2481.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated our first Christmas together on Christmas Eve's Eve before we headed home for my family's Christmas that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main gift to each other was our new TV, but we decided to still get each other one gift and a stocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sDpNGNdzYkg/Twn68mZBj5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/ltGO7zbJSLo/s1600/DSCN2482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sDpNGNdzYkg/Twn68mZBj5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/ltGO7zbJSLo/s640/DSCN2482.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a handsome dude! For starters, Kyler read the Christmas story in Luke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IOqt1bFq9b4/Twn7CRKrhaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sAfXo8IoQ5s/s1600/DSCN2483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IOqt1bFq9b4/Twn7CRKrhaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sAfXo8IoQ5s/s640/DSCN2483.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler got me an electric throw. As in not blanket. He was very specific to buy a throw because he didn't want one big enough to fit on our bed...not that I would've put it on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLeZgvksQV4/Twn7N2OX0II/AAAAAAAAAEk/UgA5tE3fSyo/s1600/DSCN2490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLeZgvksQV4/Twn7N2OX0II/AAAAAAAAAEk/UgA5tE3fSyo/s640/DSCN2490.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my stocking I found two tickets to the IU vs. Michigan game that we attended a couple of days ago. Way to buy yourself a Christmas gift Kyler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ON3CKIA96fg/Twn7T2DV8WI/AAAAAAAAAEs/slsSSTQzgxE/s1600/DSCN2491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ON3CKIA96fg/Twn7T2DV8WI/AAAAAAAAAEs/slsSSTQzgxE/s640/DSCN2491.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda blurry, but I got Kyler a new wallet. He'd had his old one since high school and was in desperate need of a new one. According to him, it's much more comfortable when driving in the car. I wouldn't know of such things, but I'm so glad his behind appreciates the gift I gave him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Eve, we headed to my Grandma Maxine's for Christmas with my dad's family. Kyler got a new Blu-Ray player player, and I got lot 'o clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Day, we woke up at my parents' house and enjoyed an early Christmas with them before church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after church, we went to Grandma Faye's for Mom's side of the family's Christmas. Out of all those Christmases, these are the only two pictures I took the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYAg2Ns4Uao/Twn7aL5y55I/AAAAAAAAAE0/8sPllrxOZ90/s1600/DSCN2495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYAg2Ns4Uao/Twn7aL5y55I/AAAAAAAAAE0/8sPllrxOZ90/s640/DSCN2495.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my cousin's girlfriend's new puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YrkYUdxBLo/Twn7gGZbFMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/XZMQ7lYax_8/s1600/DSCN2496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0YrkYUdxBLo/Twn7gGZbFMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/XZMQ7lYax_8/s640/DSCN2496.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great first Christmas together and really enjoyed having a few days off work (and weeks off school) to spend Christmastime with family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-232989774691181190?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/232989774691181190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=232989774691181190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/232989774691181190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/232989774691181190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-first-christmas.html' title='Our First Christmas'/><author><name>Kara &amp;amp; Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15872026235679080169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EzyPe165vI/Twn62DXh4xI/AAAAAAAAAEE/J9T12O0vCq0/s72-c/DSCN2481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-4415759156808734649</id><published>2012-01-11T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T08:25:23.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoosier Update (That's Now Out of Date)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KonaIqE7_E/Twn4HO174kI/AAAAAAAAADU/kIDd4BjzPEw/s1600/DSCN2459.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KonaIqE7_E/Twn4HO174kI/AAAAAAAAADU/kIDd4BjzPEw/s640/DSCN2459.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In early December, we went to Bloomington for IU's game versus Howard. All week I had been talking about how much I wanted to go to the IU vs. Kentucky game, and when I came home from work there were two tickets on the kitchen table. I had a huge smile on my face as I made my way to the table and asked, "OOOOOOOOOOH, what do we have here!? Who the heck is Howard?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u781OCarSMY/Twn4OZmUvpI/AAAAAAAAADc/Fl7tDIUF350/s1600/DSCN2460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u781OCarSMY/Twn4OZmUvpI/AAAAAAAAADc/Fl7tDIUF350/s640/DSCN2460.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It definitely wasn't a figurative nail-biter, though Kyler found time to make it a literal one. We won by a significant margin, probably not very exciting for those at home. But it was awesome in Assembly Hall as the crowd went wild over and over again for those crazy moves and impressive dunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8MbfrLz_qfE/Twn4U3yXj6I/AAAAAAAAADk/V6EhTHydZXE/s1600/DSCN2462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8MbfrLz_qfE/Twn4U3yXj6I/AAAAAAAAADk/V6EhTHydZXE/s640/DSCN2462.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this may have been the last game Will Sheehey played in. Sad Face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0LOUWYTF8dE/Twn4bPBEzHI/AAAAAAAAADs/AfcCudyXno0/s1600/DSCN2463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0LOUWYTF8dE/Twn4bPBEzHI/AAAAAAAAADs/AfcCudyXno0/s640/DSCN2463.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a creepy picture. I was testing the zoom on our camera, and focused on Kyler's professor's seats. We were very surprised that we could make him out perfectly. We sat by him there, in the third row at our first game of the season. CREEPER ALERT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJHI2iKUE-A/Twn4hiZwJKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8GUX2NawAcg/s1600/DSCN2467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJHI2iKUE-A/Twn4hiZwJKI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8GUX2NawAcg/s640/DSCN2467.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an incredible Hoosier team! We're so glad to see this team turn around from where they've been the past four years. Little did we know that since this game, we'd move on to be 15-1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gvSqiBVP2CM/Twn4ocFqcgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/I3vAL7fR3jo/s1600/DSCN2473.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gvSqiBVP2CM/Twn4ocFqcgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/I3vAL7fR3jo/s640/DSCN2473.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Hoosiers! (Kyler thought those towels were like little skirts and made of these guys like it was the funniest thing ever!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-4415759156808734649?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/4415759156808734649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=4415759156808734649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4415759156808734649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4415759156808734649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2012/01/hoosier-update-thats-now-out-of-date.html' title='Hoosier Update (That&apos;s Now Out of Date)'/><author><name>Kara &amp;amp; Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15872026235679080169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KonaIqE7_E/Twn4HO174kI/AAAAAAAAADU/kIDd4BjzPEw/s72-c/DSCN2459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-2743180482299933596</id><published>2012-01-09T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T06:00:06.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to December</title><content type='html'>Catchy title, anyone? Any Taylor Swift fans reading?...Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks before Christmas we received a package from P&amp;amp;G. So totally sweet of them, considering Kyler hasn't even started there yet. (Only&amp;nbsp;121 days until he does start...not that we're counting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7ZC0PcST74/Twnyu0UC_VI/AAAAAAAAACU/1pJGNchwQjI/s1600/DSCN2442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7ZC0PcST74/Twnyu0UC_VI/AAAAAAAAACU/1pJGNchwQjI/s640/DSCN2442.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7tfnHyQ0NA/Twny0QNB32I/AAAAAAAAACc/pe9hv2uTBfo/s1600/DSCN2443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7tfnHyQ0NA/Twny0QNB32I/AAAAAAAAACc/pe9hv2uTBfo/s640/DSCN2443.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little trouble getting in there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4NZsWULqKE/Twny6WVGz-I/AAAAAAAAACk/4iGzwpAjem8/s1600/DSCN2444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4NZsWULqKE/Twny6WVGz-I/AAAAAAAAACk/4iGzwpAjem8/s640/DSCN2444.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what'd going on. A little batman action?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_jgRraURn54/TwnzArV64UI/AAAAAAAAACs/2WlrecqhzzA/s1600/DSCN2447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_jgRraURn54/TwnzArV64UI/AAAAAAAAACs/2WlrecqhzzA/s640/DSCN2447.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice letter from the company. You know how much those Grays love their Christmas letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-REp2T6KcOWk/TwnzGSr6l_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/WtHB6mLi4Hg/s1600/DSCN2449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-REp2T6KcOWk/TwnzGSr6l_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/WtHB6mLi4Hg/s640/DSCN2449.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some type of tasty treat. They were gone before I got home from work the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pIpeDVTL04A/TwnzMkQSpKI/AAAAAAAAAC8/g2CLQsDomhM/s1600/DSCN2451.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pIpeDVTL04A/TwnzMkQSpKI/AAAAAAAAAC8/g2CLQsDomhM/s640/DSCN2451.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler said this was my half of the gift. Calorie &amp;amp; Fat Content book for restaurants. Thanks Kyler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TB0Ah0zL5TU/TwnzSVnZilI/AAAAAAAAADE/w3UO_6j5D9E/s1600/DSCN2454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TB0Ah0zL5TU/TwnzSVnZilI/AAAAAAAAADE/w3UO_6j5D9E/s640/DSCN2454.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this piece a little better. A beautiful white platter with a wintery scene of an old Cincinnati street, of course featuring a soap building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWPiVhWld5c/TwnzYB6Q0RI/AAAAAAAAADM/uUQTgim4gFI/s1600/DSCN2455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YWPiVhWld5c/TwnzYB6Q0RI/AAAAAAAAADM/uUQTgim4gFI/s640/DSCN2455.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course lots of product samples. Who knew toothbrushes and deodorant would be such an exciting Christmas gift! Very much appreciated though, and definitely put to great use already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely a nice kick-off to the season of gifts leading up to the day celebrating the Best Gift of All!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-2743180482299933596?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/2743180482299933596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=2743180482299933596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2743180482299933596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2743180482299933596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-to-december.html' title='Back to December'/><author><name>Kara &amp;amp; Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15872026235679080169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7ZC0PcST74/Twnyu0UC_VI/AAAAAAAAACU/1pJGNchwQjI/s72-c/DSCN2442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-4790954136227866704</id><published>2011-12-16T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T06:00:09.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old/New Pillow</title><content type='html'>A looooooooong time ago, when we lived in Harrison, I bought some fabric at our going-out-of-business JoAnn's. The old throw pillows I had in college didn't go with our new bedding, and I was going to make covers for them. And then I ran out of time because it was summer, and we couldn't stay inside sewing away all that warmth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during our first cold spell of the fall, I broke out the sewing machine and that fabric to cover my old pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the fabric was cut so crooked that I couldn't cover the front of the pillow in one fabric and the back in the other. I was not happy at all, that I'd been sitting on this fabric all summer and fall only to find it useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furious, I put all my things away...until this weekend when I decided that I just had to make something work. I had already spent the money, and by-golly I would have pillow cover by the end of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JszqUTaYOqg/TuVYdE1xQEI/AAAAAAAAABE/3K1G_po4M9E/s1600/DSCN2436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JszqUTaYOqg/TuVYdE1xQEI/AAAAAAAAABE/3K1G_po4M9E/s640/DSCN2436.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly what I had in mind. The striped fabric has a few colors that don't really go with my decor but at that point I was just working with what I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rmUmG1e1kOA/TuVYi8inNeI/AAAAAAAAABM/otjrd_cHwyo/s1600/DSCN2437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rmUmG1e1kOA/TuVYi8inNeI/AAAAAAAAABM/otjrd_cHwyo/s640/DSCN2437.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the easiest pillow case ever. It's just an envelope, so that top flap is tucked into the bottom fabric. No hand sewing necessary when I flipped in rightside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_fPdZJFMf1Y/TuVYojOU1EI/AAAAAAAAABU/adi4-VSEz3w/s1600/DSCN2438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_fPdZJFMf1Y/TuVYojOU1EI/AAAAAAAAABU/adi4-VSEz3w/s640/DSCN2438.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love that paisley and wanted it to be the entire front cover, but this will do for now. As far as I'm concerned, my eyes are closed when I use it, so I can't see it up close anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXSY5m0T6nQ/TuVYuYLYe1I/AAAAAAAAABc/VOFf6vVBM7Y/s1600/DSCN2439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXSY5m0T6nQ/TuVYuYLYe1I/AAAAAAAAABc/VOFf6vVBM7Y/s640/DSCN2439.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our teal bedspread in the most awful 'indoor at-night light' setting. The paisley would've gone with my bedspread much better. That dark hunter green and olive color doesn't really match the gray sheets, but I still like it. And I'm so glad I was finally able to use of that fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZImg32m0Ws/TuVY8QTdkRI/AAAAAAAAABs/Xs6exi1iMn8/s1600/DSCN2441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZImg32m0Ws/TuVY8QTdkRI/AAAAAAAAABs/Xs6exi1iMn8/s640/DSCN2441.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the new pillow beside my old bird pillow. And yes, it's staying. I love that bird pillow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a word to the wise, when a 17-year-old girl is&amp;nbsp;pulled off the cash register to&amp;nbsp;cut your fabric at a going-out-of-business fabric shop, order a little extra than you think you may need. Just in case.&lt;br /&gt;The pillow may not live up to my expectations, but it sure felt good to break out the sewing machine for an evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-4790954136227866704?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/4790954136227866704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=4790954136227866704&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4790954136227866704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4790954136227866704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/12/oldnew-pillow.html' title='Old/New Pillow'/><author><name>Kara &amp;amp; Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15872026235679080169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JszqUTaYOqg/TuVYdE1xQEI/AAAAAAAAABE/3K1G_po4M9E/s72-c/DSCN2436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-6254774846697468020</id><published>2011-12-14T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T06:00:00.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas movies...in HD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We're addicted to our DVR. Yep, we admit it. And I can't really see us giving it up in the future. Lately we've been recording all the Christmas movies throughout the week and just finished our movie marathon this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2NIYbeO342c/TuVQwEoHwEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QZRTRl3PV9Q/s1600/DSCN2431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2NIYbeO342c/TuVQwEoHwEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QZRTRl3PV9Q/s640/DSCN2431.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Messy Messy Messy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7hW_cVBUaCQ/TuVQ2S8WsqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qD9jXIN4Fwk/s1600/DSCN2432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7hW_cVBUaCQ/TuVQ2S8WsqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qD9jXIN4Fwk/s640/DSCN2432.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We watched Frosty the Snowman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BiVfTwDeWtQ/TuVQ8siFf8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/mSPgLj9CwRY/s1600/DSCN2433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BiVfTwDeWtQ/TuVQ8siFf8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/mSPgLj9CwRY/s640/DSCN2433.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One of my favorites as a kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPvdr1eedZA/TuVRCwr-jDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dOnXy_asnF8/s1600/DSCN2434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tPvdr1eedZA/TuVRCwr-jDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dOnXy_asnF8/s640/DSCN2434.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And this year we got to watch it in HD. Yes, I got a text from Kyler at work on Friday saying he had just subscribed to a free month of HD, just in time for the Kentucky/IU game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We also watched Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer but I was laying on the couch and the camera was too far away to take a picture of that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hope you're enjoying all the Christmas shows leading up to Christmas. Or just enjoying these last few days leading up to Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-6254774846697468020?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/6254774846697468020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=6254774846697468020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/6254774846697468020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/6254774846697468020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-moviesin-hd.html' title='Christmas movies...in HD'/><author><name>Kara &amp;amp; Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15872026235679080169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2NIYbeO342c/TuVQwEoHwEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QZRTRl3PV9Q/s72-c/DSCN2431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-2851347517302931492</id><published>2011-12-13T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T08:10:25.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk Mail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fpYITKG-0Q8/TudOrHWWz5I/AAAAAAAABAI/8DfmyMrfFK8/s1600/DSCN2429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fpYITKG-0Q8/TudOrHWWz5I/AAAAAAAABAI/8DfmyMrfFK8/s640/DSCN2429.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...not sure how I got on this mailing list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-2851347517302931492?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/2851347517302931492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=2851347517302931492&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2851347517302931492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2851347517302931492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/12/junk-mail.html' title='Junk Mail'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fpYITKG-0Q8/TudOrHWWz5I/AAAAAAAABAI/8DfmyMrfFK8/s72-c/DSCN2429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-8672655369284191741</id><published>2011-12-12T06:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T06:00:00.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IU Celebration...Columbus style</title><content type='html'>Words cannot express how badly I wanted to be in Bloomington Saturday night. Kyler and I had tried to buy some student tickets weeks ago, probably back when we were 4-0. Kyler got an email last week from a girl selling two tickets saying she only had one left, and she would accept no less than $200 for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that put a damper on our hopes for being present at the game, and we watched the game from home on the latest addition to our home, Leif, with our newly subcribed-to HD. And what a game it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jumped and cheered and screamed and probably disturbed everyone within a 12 -mile radius from our Columbus apartment when Watford hit that game-winning three. And then I asked Kyler if we could go to Bloomington. And for a split second I thought he was game. But then he got all practical and said we'd spend 2 hours alone just driving and ................wah wah wah. We didn't go. So he took us out to celebrate in town. Only as Hoosiers know how to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-00L-E_zNGo0/TuVcl9FL5FI/AAAAAAAAACE/1Sz8viGqPAY/s1600/kara.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-00L-E_zNGo0/TuVcl9FL5FI/AAAAAAAAACE/1Sz8viGqPAY/s640/kara.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With Cold Stone ice cream. I mean, I bet by the time we would have gotten to Bloomington, all the &lt;strike&gt;beer&lt;/strike&gt; ice cream would've been gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMhEQG0zM8s/TuVcovEwOTI/AAAAAAAAACM/zG2f89kxYOE/s1600/kyler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hMhEQG0zM8s/TuVcovEwOTI/AAAAAAAAACM/zG2f89kxYOE/s640/kyler.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our unranked Hoosiers upset #1 Kentucky, we&amp;nbsp;couldn't just go to DQ or Culver's. It had to be top-o-the-line Cold Stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, we got really crazy and hit up the McDonald's drive-thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AjNI6RUQbrI/TuVchcb0u2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/GeJ389rW9Lo/s1600/cheers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AjNI6RUQbrI/TuVchcb0u2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/GeJ389rW9Lo/s640/cheers.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as if the night couldn't get any more livlier, I had the genius idea of driving around the countryside to look for Christmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not one to disappoint, Kyler drove us around and around past a few homes with mediocre-at-best decorations. Until we hit up the Columbus airport where there were colored lights lined up for miles. Who cares that they're there year-round lighting up the run way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0MRcZUSv_q8/TuVci8o2jJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CmDCHS4DL6c/s1600/jet+plane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0MRcZUSv_q8/TuVci8o2jJI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CmDCHS4DL6c/s640/jet+plane.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off, we passed this jet plane on display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we would never have seen a jet plane in Bloomington, so our celebration in Columbus was way better than the shenanigans going on on Kirkwood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-8672655369284191741?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/8672655369284191741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=8672655369284191741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/8672655369284191741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/8672655369284191741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/12/iu-celebrationcolumbus-style.html' title='IU Celebration...Columbus style'/><author><name>Kara &amp;amp; Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15872026235679080169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-00L-E_zNGo0/TuVcl9FL5FI/AAAAAAAAACE/1Sz8viGqPAY/s72-c/kara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-2337353986447275227</id><published>2011-12-05T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:08:57.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Nativity Scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QrjQQ4VVk4/Tt1mJDSeolI/AAAAAAAAA_w/x0AT7sPIY4Q/s1600/mom%2527s+nativity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QrjQQ4VVk4/Tt1mJDSeolI/AAAAAAAAA_w/x0AT7sPIY4Q/s640/mom%2527s+nativity.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is the nativity scene I grew up with. I think my Grandma Faye actually made it and my Grandpa James built the stable. I could be making the stable part up, but my grandma used to paint and fire ceramics in her home, so I'm pretty sure that part is true. There's just something so peaceful about this nativity scene. All white. Large figures. Camels. Every good nativity scene needs a camel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And since Kyler and I have started our own family and our own Christmas traditions, I've been pining after a nativity scene. A nice one. Nothing that Target or Wal-Mart could satisfy. I have told Kyler all about the Willow Tree nativity scene.&amp;nbsp;I've told him over and over again how I wished I had registered for it for our wedding. We even stopped in at Hallmark over the weekend to look at it again. I was secretly hoping it was on sale, but we left the store without it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And when we visited our families on Sunday, wouldn't you know, we received part of our Christmas presents early...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uSRdpiw3Xqc/Tt1ltZpD3AI/AAAAAAAAA_o/PIezG-2BO6Y/s1600/DSCN2426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uSRdpiw3Xqc/Tt1ltZpD3AI/AAAAAAAAA_o/PIezG-2BO6Y/s640/DSCN2426.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...because it's only appropriate to set it out before Christmas. Even though this is just the starting pieces of what is a very large collection, I was thrilled to receive this lovely gift. We got home Sunday night about the time that we usually go to bed, but I couldn't help setting it up before going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have a nativity scene of my own. The abbreviated version with the hope of receiving the rest in future years. But even if nothing else ever accumulates, all I really need is there. The stable. The star. And my Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I was pretty sure that Willow Tree did not include a camel in its nativity set. But I just googled and found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-it9-0SGNDD4/Tt1qpxMJe-I/AAAAAAAAA_4/WAmPLy7xwZc/s1600/camel.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-it9-0SGNDD4/Tt1qpxMJe-I/AAAAAAAAA_4/WAmPLy7xwZc/s400/camel.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-2337353986447275227?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/2337353986447275227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=2337353986447275227&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2337353986447275227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2337353986447275227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-nativity-scene-i-grew-up-with.html' title='Our First Nativity Scene'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QrjQQ4VVk4/Tt1mJDSeolI/AAAAAAAAA_w/x0AT7sPIY4Q/s72-c/mom%2527s+nativity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-5591459925567283974</id><published>2011-12-02T21:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:00:18.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leif Grunderson</title><content type='html'>Kyler has been talking about getting a new tv since last year. His 20-inch tv&amp;nbsp;has been providing our entertainment during our married life. My tv is 15-inch and has been collecting dust in our bedroom. I love to watch tv in bed, but the bed is so far from the tv that we can't really see what's going on on-screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going to get a new one as soon as we got back from our honeymoon. Then we were waiting until we moved to Columbus so we wouldn't be too rough with it. Then we were waiting until Labor Day because we thought some stores might be having sales. Then we thought Black Friday would have bigger sales. And then our computer died 4 days before our big tv purchase, putting the tv on hold again. Bummer. Until tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler has been incessantly researching tvs since August (preparing for the Labor Day sale). I could probably recite in my sleep exactly what he wanted. And we finally got it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we decided we were definitely buying the tv tonight, I had to make sure the size was right. Last December Kyler wanted 55". Eventually we realized that was a massive tv and 47" would be just fine. And after visiting some friends at a Bible study and seeing their 42", I tried to convince Kyler to go smaller. And I almost had him convinced until...he realized&amp;nbsp;the 47"&amp;nbsp;fit in our existing "tv space".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2yGJSRduCo/TtmJL_waG7I/AAAAAAAAA-w/JEA-qXMlNBY/s1600/DSCN2410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2yGJSRduCo/TtmJL_waG7I/AAAAAAAAA-w/JEA-qXMlNBY/s640/DSCN2410.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the pretty genius idea (if I do say so myself) to try to replicate the sizes on the wall before making a committment. Holy cow. At first we just put the two new tv sizes up there, but for fun we put Kyler's 20" square up for comparison. Either way we went, we were going to be living a life of luxury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler did a whole bunch more research before we hit the stores. And once we got to the final store, they were running a sale better than we expected. SCORE! And Kyler was hopping up&amp;nbsp;and down right in front of the floor models. He was like a kid on Christmas morning. Smiling ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnXmKQAlyBA/TtmJR0vOI8I/AAAAAAAAA-4/i-4q9XW6bT4/s1600/DSCN2412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnXmKQAlyBA/TtmJR0vOI8I/AAAAAAAAA-4/i-4q9XW6bT4/s640/DSCN2412.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to name our new guy. Kyler picked it: Leif Grunderson. Leif for short. LG for shorter. Get it? LG. Oh man, Life's Good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T9u3aVgxuq4/TtmJXXbrIPI/AAAAAAAAA_A/st2NcczAhGc/s1600/DSCN2413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T9u3aVgxuq4/TtmJXXbrIPI/AAAAAAAAA_A/st2NcczAhGc/s640/DSCN2413.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We assembled it immediately and probably not nearly as fast as Kyler would've preferred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45zlrzJ3Rro/TtmJdA25n_I/AAAAAAAAA_I/CDFo_8eL5V4/s1600/DSCN2415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-45zlrzJ3Rro/TtmJdA25n_I/AAAAAAAAA_I/CDFo_8eL5V4/s640/DSCN2415.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's up! Hi. Can you see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H9oovo0vSdo/TtmJi19HQtI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/5Vz2e-K6Rko/s1600/DSCN2417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H9oovo0vSdo/TtmJi19HQtI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/5Vz2e-K6Rko/s640/DSCN2417.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he hasn't moved since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7k7zD6jGCI/TtmJo2LlaXI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/4PJiVqQhLx8/s1600/DSCN2418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F7k7zD6jGCI/TtmJo2LlaXI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/4PJiVqQhLx8/s640/DSCN2418.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Hasn't. Moved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Jeopardy looks so awesome on Leif. For anyone who doesn't know, I'm as blind as bat. Probably more blind. And Kyler joked that I would be able to watch Jeopardy without my contacts in. Ha! Sadly, that's so not a possibility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-5591459925567283974?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/5591459925567283974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=5591459925567283974&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/5591459925567283974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/5591459925567283974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/12/leif-grunderson.html' title='Leif Grunderson'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2yGJSRduCo/TtmJL_waG7I/AAAAAAAAA-w/JEA-qXMlNBY/s72-c/DSCN2410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-4112942185650584811</id><published>2011-12-02T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T06:00:06.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyler and the Babes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There are many reasons we love going home for visits. Homecooked meals. Being lazy since we're not home. Breaks from work and school. The babes. And don't ask why we call these boys 'babies' or 'the babes'. We just do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-az8axSDjxZQ/TtLWq6kTh0I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/JF5VqZeW9Zw/s1600/DSCN2391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-az8axSDjxZQ/TtLWq6kTh0I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/JF5VqZeW9Zw/s640/DSCN2391.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler got out these flash cards and was teaching Karter to add. But Kaden didn't want to be left out, so he counted the pictures on the opposite side. He's a great counter but doesn't necessarily stop counting when he runs out of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_EsLTsIpiI/TtLWwu4D6lI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/fQzH16jfLfk/s1600/DSCN2393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_EsLTsIpiI/TtLWwu4D6lI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/fQzH16jfLfk/s640/DSCN2393.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaden is at a fun age, learning something new every day. We got lots of snuggle and play time with him over Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uInxTSV_cBk/TtLW2cFzpvI/AAAAAAAAA-g/zvB4EoEvVFA/s1600/DSCN2394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uInxTSV_cBk/TtLW2cFzpvI/AAAAAAAAA-g/zvB4EoEvVFA/s640/DSCN2394.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although Kyler is the favorite rough-houser, don't think they let him leave without reading a few books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XhpqJdXSihI/TtLW72WYZ2I/AAAAAAAAA-o/Y5bdiSkm_aM/s1600/DSCN2406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XhpqJdXSihI/TtLW72WYZ2I/AAAAAAAAA-o/Y5bdiSkm_aM/s640/DSCN2406.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Pixar short films. The trance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-4112942185650584811?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/4112942185650584811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=4112942185650584811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4112942185650584811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4112942185650584811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/12/kyler-and-babes.html' title='Kyler and the Babes'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-az8axSDjxZQ/TtLWq6kTh0I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/JF5VqZeW9Zw/s72-c/DSCN2391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-7094314206388769165</id><published>2011-11-30T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T06:00:03.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - O Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JW8lqrs2uRM/TtLVazSTIDI/AAAAAAAAA9w/61EoJF8143w/s1600/DSCN2378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JW8lqrs2uRM/TtLVazSTIDI/AAAAAAAAA9w/61EoJF8143w/s640/DSCN2378.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua6RC86gNtE/TtLVgWDo4SI/AAAAAAAAA94/o3k7kuc1R5k/s1600/DSCN2381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ua6RC86gNtE/TtLVgWDo4SI/AAAAAAAAA94/o3k7kuc1R5k/s640/DSCN2381.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CqwdDYP62Sc/TtLVmHJBCcI/AAAAAAAAA-A/C-BJfyxazLM/s1600/DSCN2382.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CqwdDYP62Sc/TtLVmHJBCcI/AAAAAAAAA-A/C-BJfyxazLM/s640/DSCN2382.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2pjkGGDqMew/TtLVsPndlWI/AAAAAAAAA-I/zOhAquFUDv0/s1600/DSCN2388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2pjkGGDqMew/TtLVsPndlWI/AAAAAAAAA-I/zOhAquFUDv0/s640/DSCN2388.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-7094314206388769165?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/7094314206388769165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=7094314206388769165&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/7094314206388769165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/7094314206388769165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/11/wordless-wednesday-o-christmas-tree.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - O Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JW8lqrs2uRM/TtLVazSTIDI/AAAAAAAAA9w/61EoJF8143w/s72-c/DSCN2378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-9069926074676512332</id><published>2011-11-28T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T06:00:09.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Computer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our computer died. So instead of&amp;nbsp; Black Friday shopping for a new tv...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9hnT_LxZ5G0/TtLR-rpk53I/AAAAAAAAA9g/faZ-Hq6F5zM/s1600/DSCN2380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9hnT_LxZ5G0/TtLR-rpk53I/AAAAAAAAA9g/faZ-Hq6F5zM/s640/DSCN2380.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We had to buy a new computer. We are&amp;nbsp;sad we aren't watching IU&amp;nbsp;basketball on&amp;nbsp;a huge screen, but Kyler&amp;nbsp;has to take this computer to class every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhIdQNDLgJo/TtLSElcQOCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/D2EKu12Xmto/s1600/DSCN2379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhIdQNDLgJo/TtLSElcQOCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/D2EKu12Xmto/s640/DSCN2379.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And after using it myself, I realize how badly we needed a new one. It's so fast and clear, and it's got an HD screen. If only&amp;nbsp;the screen&amp;nbsp;was 40 inches bigger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-9069926074676512332?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/9069926074676512332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=9069926074676512332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/9069926074676512332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/9069926074676512332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-computer.html' title='New Computer'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9hnT_LxZ5G0/TtLR-rpk53I/AAAAAAAAA9g/faZ-Hq6F5zM/s72-c/DSCN2380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-6571829878036097102</id><published>2011-11-25T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T06:00:06.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyler's Green Thumb</title><content type='html'>Kyler loves plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember back when we first moved to Columbus, Kyler had to transpant his orchid into a larger pot? He's nurtured her ever since and she's growing a new leaf! He's so proud, and I have to admit that she's a pretty plant. And she has an adorable pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dsGu8Oiorw/TsmpmgAB4CI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/k1JKcdv6TMs/s1600/DSCN2372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dsGu8Oiorw/TsmpmgAB4CI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/k1JKcdv6TMs/s640/DSCN2372.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the orchid's old pot, he planted a $.20 pack of Morning Glories (we think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sLn3dWoeLdE/Tsmpfc4RF9I/AAAAAAAAA9I/P6cEDyfFygQ/s1600/DSCN2364.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sLn3dWoeLdE/Tsmpfc4RF9I/AAAAAAAAA9I/P6cEDyfFygQ/s640/DSCN2364.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not a pretty plant. I wasn't a fan from day one because that pot is so ugly, but it stayed outside. Out of sight, out of mind right? Well, before the first frost, he brought it inside. And daily it just bugged me in all of its ugly, straggly-ness.&amp;nbsp;So he finally threw it away on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what does he bring home on Friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3k0s9ZvTZ8/Tsmpss0qXOI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/LEG2dtRopmk/s1600/DSCN2376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S3k0s9ZvTZ8/Tsmpss0qXOI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/LEG2dtRopmk/s640/DSCN2376.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another plant. This time it was much more appealing to the eye. This is his mom's old bonsai tree. But I think we're done with adopting plants...at least until we have some place to put them. I'm not sure the printer is the best location for a greenhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Black Friday and one month until Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-6571829878036097102?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/6571829878036097102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=6571829878036097102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/6571829878036097102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/6571829878036097102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/11/kylers-green-thumb.html' title='Kyler&apos;s Green Thumb'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dsGu8Oiorw/TsmpmgAB4CI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/k1JKcdv6TMs/s72-c/DSCN2372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-9007279933145581765</id><published>2011-11-23T06:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T06:00:00.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Prep</title><content type='html'>Thanksgiving may be tomorrow, but we're already preparing for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8td153iBwY8/TsmoZj8qA0I/AAAAAAAAA84/L5k6tisXLXM/s1600/DSCN2367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8td153iBwY8/TsmoZj8qA0I/AAAAAAAAA84/L5k6tisXLXM/s640/DSCN2367.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least our new constant on tv, IU basketball, matches our Christmas color scheme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dhwKZlcGlhI/Tsmof5FbGEI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Suyv_bp3VFI/s1600/DSCN2368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dhwKZlcGlhI/Tsmof5FbGEI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Suyv_bp3VFI/s640/DSCN2368.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we've got our Christmas letters all ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more day until everyone else joins me in Christmas preparing! Black Friday is the official start, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-9007279933145581765?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/9007279933145581765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=9007279933145581765&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/9007279933145581765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/9007279933145581765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-prep.html' title='Christmas Prep'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8td153iBwY8/TsmoZj8qA0I/AAAAAAAAA84/L5k6tisXLXM/s72-c/DSCN2367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-6424955593991920677</id><published>2011-11-21T06:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T08:04:58.597-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IU'/><title type='text'>IU Basketball</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, Kyler and I had the privilege of going to an IU basketball game, sitting in the 3rd row right behind the bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgMUyr-dSF0/Tsmj-VE021I/AAAAAAAAA7A/wk90g36UjyE/s1600/DSCN2338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgMUyr-dSF0/Tsmj-VE021I/AAAAAAAAA7A/wk90g36UjyE/s640/DSCN2338.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Warm-ups&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;He got the tickets from his professor by answering a question correctly in class. That's my boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SXp-jLf178M/TsmkELP9g-I/AAAAAAAAA7I/5wmr9qdQFII/s1600/DSCN2340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SXp-jLf178M/TsmkELP9g-I/AAAAAAAAA7I/5wmr9qdQFII/s640/DSCN2340.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got banners on the wall...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It felt so good to be back in Assembly Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pZYYvtJp1h8/TsmkKKRe-bI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/qjzqmS9la4g/s1600/DSCN2342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pZYYvtJp1h8/TsmkKKRe-bI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/qjzqmS9la4g/s640/DSCN2342.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially since we have a decent team this year...mostly because of that dude, #40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8I1hoCiGCM/TsmkQR9ME5I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/2_LuXhnJhaQ/s1600/DSCN2345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8I1hoCiGCM/TsmkQR9ME5I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/2_LuXhnJhaQ/s640/DSCN2345.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last three years, our team was desperately lacking a big man after DJ White left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bojS6_PVYmk/Tsmks92UWSI/AAAAAAAAA8A/FOuudZsykMU/s1600/DSCN2357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bojS6_PVYmk/Tsmks92UWSI/AAAAAAAAA8A/FOuudZsykMU/s640/DSCN2357.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;DJ White&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Which, DJ actually was in attendance at this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wAuxHw7putw/TsmkWaw_cmI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Rs8qoInEp4I/s1600/DSCN2348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wAuxHw7putw/TsmkWaw_cmI/AAAAAAAAA7g/Rs8qoInEp4I/s640/DSCN2348.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team looks good this year. Talented starters. Great bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IOr_7d0dnqw/TsmkcC2JmQI/AAAAAAAAA7o/JY-JD8YQz74/s1600/DSCN2349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IOr_7d0dnqw/TsmkcC2JmQI/AAAAAAAAA7o/JY-JD8YQz74/s640/DSCN2349.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lets not forget good-looks too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzN_G65o5bs/Tsmkh3jnw6I/AAAAAAAAA7w/BX38FYuneio/s1600/DSCN2350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzN_G65o5bs/Tsmkh3jnw6I/AAAAAAAAA7w/BX38FYuneio/s640/DSCN2350.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught on camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1fZcpZ2kbng/TsmknfYNLJI/AAAAAAAAA74/nLwwtiVeXxA/s1600/DSCN2354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1fZcpZ2kbng/TsmknfYNLJI/AAAAAAAAA74/nLwwtiVeXxA/s640/DSCN2354.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to basketball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N75e3uOPryo/Tsmky6BAd8I/AAAAAAAAA8I/JfcG9PHBanU/s1600/DSCN2359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N75e3uOPryo/Tsmky6BAd8I/AAAAAAAAA8I/JfcG9PHBanU/s640/DSCN2359.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that assistant coach there in the middle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cYCHuRWB1Oc/Tsmk4zfGyRI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/LN4eEzaCFLM/s1600/DSCN2361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cYCHuRWB1Oc/Tsmk4zfGyRI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/LN4eEzaCFLM/s640/DSCN2361.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He looked so familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8TaOyk9vlg4/Tsmk-giBRrI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/c0RJcGh9PNw/s1600/DSCN2362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8TaOyk9vlg4/Tsmk-giBRrI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/c0RJcGh9PNw/s640/DSCN2362.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler thought so too. And then we placed him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IlIivDEpIXY/TsmlFCYJA4I/AAAAAAAAA8o/iV75jz8Z3lM/s1600/gordon+gecko.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IlIivDEpIXY/TsmlFCYJA4I/AAAAAAAAA8o/iV75jz8Z3lM/s640/gordon+gecko.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gordon Gecko from the movie Wall Street. We're such business school geeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to basketball...again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YSbHprq9UPo/TsmlElgySiI/AAAAAAAAA8g/kXcOlKR_vQU/s1600/DSCN2363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YSbHprq9UPo/TsmlElgySiI/AAAAAAAAA8g/kXcOlKR_vQU/s640/DSCN2363.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so excited to watch this team this year. After four of the worst years of IU basketball while we were on campus, we finally feel like it's our time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, we need basketball to look forward to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wbu2E6-MhyQ/Tsud6oDqhZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/CJoa2Oc_A5Q/s1600/DSCN2371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wbu2E6-MhyQ/Tsud6oDqhZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/CJoa2Oc_A5Q/s640/DSCN2371.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...considering IU football isn't really anything to get excited about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-6424955593991920677?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/6424955593991920677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=6424955593991920677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/6424955593991920677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/6424955593991920677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/11/iu-basketball.html' title='IU Basketball'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgMUyr-dSF0/Tsmj-VE021I/AAAAAAAAA7A/wk90g36UjyE/s72-c/DSCN2338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-6121915290426026754</id><published>2011-11-17T14:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T14:04:54.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Winner, Winner Turkey Dinner"</title><content type='html'>Let me explain. Since I have been doing a lot more driving recently than I am used to, I have really picked up on listening to the radio on the morning and afternoon drives. The afternoons are great - as soon as I figured out that Rush and Dana Loesch were on during my afternoon drives (anywhere between 1-4pm). But the mornings are different - all the DJs want to talk about nothing and hardly play any good music. However, I do usually listen to one segment of&amp;nbsp;a Bloomington radio station's show - the "Morning Trivia". They ask a question....usually something like "10% of teenagers say they do this every day". Sometimes I feel like I know an answer and try to call in - and they are always looking for caller #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes the prizes are pretty awesome. A week ago they were giving away a four pack to Shrek: The Musical at the Auditorium. This is something I wouldn't pay for, but if they were giving something worth about $150 away for free, I was going to try to win it. No success on those tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, I turned to the radio station just as they were asking the question (but before I had actually learned what the prize was). The question was something like "60% of college students say they couldn't live without this". I thought I knew the answer, so I called in. &lt;br /&gt;Call 1: Busy. Should I try again?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sure. Call 2: "Hello, Caller #1"&lt;br /&gt;"Is it their smartphone?"&lt;br /&gt;"Congratulations, you just won a Thanksgiving turkey courtesy of Wal-Mart".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? A turkey? What am I going to do with a turkey and how do I get it? Am I just going to show up to the station and walk out with a frozen turkey? Or is the turkey still alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went to the station to claim my prize and walked out with a big voucher saying I needed to pick up my turkey from the Bloomington Wal-Mart. Of course, I picked out the largest one I could find and went to the check-out line (which, at Wal-Mart, you can correctly guess that it took forever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what should I do with this turkey? Two things were certain: 1) I definitely had to document the occassion with a picture and 2) Kara and I don't really have a use for a turkey. So, I took the picture. Since I didn't really want a picture of me randomly holding the turkey (since that would involve an awkward conversation asking someone to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;take&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the picture and see my strange pose), I tried to use my backpack as a frame of reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jGxh94bm794/TsVZU9314TI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/XVHRQdgAmtA/s1600/IMAG0077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="380" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jGxh94bm794/TsVZU9314TI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/XVHRQdgAmtA/s640/IMAG0077.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the 22.5lb turkey was as large as my backpack. Not knowing what to do with the thing, I called the church thinking they might know someone to give it to. Of course, neither of the church leaders that I know was there to speak to. Instead, I had to explain the story to some elder who probably thought the whole thing was ridiculous. Adding to the ridiculous-ness of the situation, I had to grab the preacher out of basketball practice (he coaches girls Varsity basketball) to have him tell me where to put the turkey. He called me the "Turkey Fairy". (Not sure this was a compliment or the fact that my wrists were limp after dragging a huge turkey to him). Long story - but it is now in the church's freezer until they can figure out what to do with it/who to give it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't life great....definitely keeps you on your toes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-6121915290426026754?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/6121915290426026754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=6121915290426026754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/6121915290426026754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/6121915290426026754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/11/winner-winner-turkey-dinner.html' title='&quot;Winner, Winner Turkey Dinner&quot;'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jGxh94bm794/TsVZU9314TI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/XVHRQdgAmtA/s72-c/IMAG0077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-4079342197294764378</id><published>2011-11-11T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:14:40.127-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season: Christmas and Basketball</title><content type='html'>Happy 11-11-11!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great day it was for us! Here are some of the reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It's Friday. Hello weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) IU basketball's regular season started tonight. 1-0 baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Christmas shopping began as well&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5LY5Zmc9wN4/Tr3uwLf3WgI/AAAAAAAAA6w/XYn83bf9NBU/s1600/DSCN2336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5LY5Zmc9wN4/Tr3uwLf3WgI/AAAAAAAAA6w/XYn83bf9NBU/s640/DSCN2336.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ii) Christmas supplies: gifts, wrapping paper, ribbon, bows, tape, name tags, boxes, apple juice, and cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All necessities.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; There will&amp;nbsp; be two happy little boys on Christmas. And a happy Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Tomorrow is more Christmas shopping in Indy with my Grandma and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Kyler's currently looking up live Christmas tree farms on the iPad. rightthisverysecond. And I've never had a real Christmas tree. Yippee! But we better get it fast because we have presents accumulating on the tv table and on Black Friday, we're getting a big tv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktlpkAaeM3s/Tr3u2qx4OXI/AAAAAAAAA64/32cgIAp0ubM/s1600/DSCN2337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktlpkAaeM3s/Tr3u2qx4OXI/AAAAAAAAA64/32cgIAp0ubM/s640/DSCN2337.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) My sister called with some good news. She found the Kyler's old iPod that I &lt;strike&gt;lost&lt;/strike&gt; misplaced during our move. Turns out it was in one of the coat pockets on my old winter coat. And yes it did get misplaced during our move. I moved the coat home. Little did I know that the iPod was in there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) We're almost halfway through our month of writing down what we're thankful for. And I'm so happy that Kyler's really into it. He's even had to remind me to write one down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) We paid off one of my student loans today. It was a smaller amount but the interest rate was really high. Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)&amp;nbsp; Kyler's input for why today was so awesome: Veteran's Day. Freedom. And I quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Quinn Buckner. We were almost in tears over some of his commentary tonight. Who knew that the referees kicking&amp;nbsp; the cheerleaders of the court could've been so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that my friends, is 11-11-11's version of our Top Ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. More exciting news but unrelated to 11-11-11....we're going to the IU game on Sunday. Third row. Behind the home bench. Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoosiers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-4079342197294764378?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/4079342197294764378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=4079342197294764378&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4079342197294764378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4079342197294764378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/11/tis-season-christmas-and-basketball.html' title='Tis the Season: Christmas and Basketball'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5LY5Zmc9wN4/Tr3uwLf3WgI/AAAAAAAAA6w/XYn83bf9NBU/s72-c/DSCN2336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-3329428974998592847</id><published>2011-11-10T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T20:19:20.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Streusel Cheesecake Bars</title><content type='html'>oh. em. gee. these are to die for, and you must make them immediately. go now. after reading the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the prize-winning recipe of 2007 for Betty Crocker's oatmeal cookie mix challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pouch Betty Crocker oatmeal cookie mix (1lb 1.5oz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup firm butter or margarine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 packages (8 oz each) cream cheese, softened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons all-purpose flour (Betty suggests Gold Medal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 can (21 oz) apple pie filling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup chopped walnuts (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. heat oven to 350 degrees. spray bottom and sides of 13x9 pan with cooking spray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. place cookie mix in large bowl. cut in butter until mixture is crumbly and coarse. reserve 1 1/2 cups crumb mixture; press remaining crumbs in bottom of pan. bake 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. meanwhile, in large bowl, beat cream cheese, sugar, flour, vanilla, and egg until smooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4, spread cream cheese mixture evenly over partially baked crust. in medium bowl, mix pie&amp;nbsp; filling and cinnamon. spoon evenly over cream cheese mixture. sprinkle reserved crumbs over top. sprinkle with walnuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. bake 35-40 minutes longer or until light golden brown. cool about 30 minutes. refrigerate to chill, about 2 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prep time: 20 minutes&lt;br /&gt;makes: 24 bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these were soooo delicious and soooo easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-3329428974998592847?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/3329428974998592847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=3329428974998592847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3329428974998592847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3329428974998592847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/11/apple-streusel-cheesecake-bars.html' title='Apple Streusel Cheesecake Bars'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-430049892654302118</id><published>2011-11-07T06:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T06:00:02.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Christmas Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Many of you probably heard the story of when I told Kyler I wanted to adopt a child for Christmas at midnight on a drive home. And he was a little sleepy and delierious and thought I actually wanted to adopt a real child. Well, I didn't only convince him to adopt one child but two to support for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church is supporting &lt;a href="http://www.samaritanspurse.org/index.php/OCC/Pack_A_Shoe_Box/"&gt;Operation Christmas Child.&lt;/a&gt; So this weekend we took to the aisles of Wal-Mart to pack our children's shoeboxes. Kyler and I were both buying for the ages 5-9, one boy and one girl. After following some suggestions from an OCC pamphlet,&amp;nbsp;we came home with a pretty good spread for each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v5EcDh-zXKY/TrVTyLFzSoI/AAAAAAAAA3k/cKOkUY7Eu40/s1600/DSCN2305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v5EcDh-zXKY/TrVTyLFzSoI/AAAAAAAAA3k/cKOkUY7Eu40/s640/DSCN2305.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H0HfUg8Eclk/TrVUP4NZWiI/AAAAAAAAA4M/BmeY5HGav9Y/s1600/DSCN2311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H0HfUg8Eclk/TrVUP4NZWiI/AAAAAAAAA4M/BmeY5HGav9Y/s640/DSCN2311.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL&amp;nbsp; SUPPLIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kgzh1YPv0lM/TrVT4J5KX9I/AAAAAAAAA3s/dGaDZSGiFs4/s1600/DSCN2306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kgzh1YPv0lM/TrVT4J5KX9I/AAAAAAAAA3s/dGaDZSGiFs4/s640/DSCN2306.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr8IvRuyBxE/TrVUcBsye4I/AAAAAAAAA4c/TcIJNsdvleM/s1600/DSCN2313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tr8IvRuyBxE/TrVUcBsye4I/AAAAAAAAA4c/TcIJNsdvleM/s640/DSCN2313.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HYGIENE ITEMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LBNGGS2dF4M/TrVT9yuQHzI/AAAAAAAAA30/04IzYu16_OQ/s1600/DSCN2307.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LBNGGS2dF4M/TrVT9yuQHzI/AAAAAAAAA30/04IzYu16_OQ/s640/DSCN2307.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lRmwQJ_KpYE/TrVUV7iHX5I/AAAAAAAAA4U/dUbZDhdRoGg/s1600/DSCN2312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lRmwQJ_KpYE/TrVUV7iHX5I/AAAAAAAAA4U/dUbZDhdRoGg/s640/DSCN2312.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty impressed with all we got for them and that it all fit in shoeboxes/shoebox tupperwares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZcZcWyA5c8/TrVTlxjfvPI/AAAAAAAAA3U/BdaZwrvJrr4/s1600/DSCN2302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZcZcWyA5c8/TrVTlxjfvPI/AAAAAAAAA3U/BdaZwrvJrr4/s640/DSCN2302.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UxUIBJcuSBE/TrVUKO-2hNI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ybKhEEpDxjE/s1600/DSCN2310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UxUIBJcuSBE/TrVUKO-2hNI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ybKhEEpDxjE/s640/DSCN2310.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we wrote them each a letter to explain who we are and why they're receiving this package. I told my little girl how much I loved Polly Pockets as a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2PuSxXAnouQ/TrVTsJZv0wI/AAAAAAAAA3c/kTtLf_pbR-o/s1600/DSCN2303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2PuSxXAnouQ/TrVTsJZv0wI/AAAAAAAAA3c/kTtLf_pbR-o/s640/DSCN2303.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And explained that we're celebrating Christmas here in the United States, the day that God's Son Jesus was born on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6LDQla-B8V0/TrVUhtuLQXI/AAAAAAAAA4k/OUeH2EFAA5Y/s1600/DSCN2314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6LDQla-B8V0/TrVUhtuLQXI/AAAAAAAAA4k/OUeH2EFAA5Y/s640/DSCN2314.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paying our shipping donation online, including a photo of us, and taping the tracking label onto our boxes, we were almost finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMesBZEqwek/TrVUnnopmXI/AAAAAAAAA4s/4yHsnoJzwok/s1600/DSCN2315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMesBZEqwek/TrVUnnopmXI/AAAAAAAAA4s/4yHsnoJzwok/s640/DSCN2315.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most emphasized steps came at the end when we prayed over the boxes for the children receiving them, the volunteers distributing them, and the lives that could be changed because the Word of Jesus is spreading all over the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We definitely had a fun time shopping and &lt;strike&gt;cramming&lt;/strike&gt; organizing all those tiny gifts into those boxes, but it is our hope that those tiny gifts lead to those children coming to know Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-430049892654302118?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/430049892654302118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=430049892654302118&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/430049892654302118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/430049892654302118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/11/operation-christmas-child.html' title='Operation Christmas Child'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v5EcDh-zXKY/TrVTyLFzSoI/AAAAAAAAA3k/cKOkUY7Eu40/s72-c/DSCN2305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-2917418163962899866</id><published>2011-10-28T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T06:00:01.424-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Traditions</title><content type='html'>One of the coolest parts about our first year of marriage has been sharing our holiday celebrations with one another. Fourth of July cookouts.&amp;nbsp; Carving pumpkins for Halloween. Obviously&amp;nbsp;since being married in June, we haven't run across any major holidays. But as the big holidays are approaching, we're excited to be officially celebrating them together. And we're trying to add in a few of our own new traditions. We'll see if this one lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCneXPMAnG8/TqRPIT3dgJI/AAAAAAAAA1A/F1WUf88Y7hE/s1600/DSCN2293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCneXPMAnG8/TqRPIT3dgJI/AAAAAAAAA1A/F1WUf88Y7hE/s640/DSCN2293.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(Ignore the tags on the new placemats. I'm letting them sit on the table for the weekend to make sure I'm sold on them before I take the tags off. And no, we're not using them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Thanksgiving quickly approaching, I wanted to do something special to remind us what the holiday is really all about. Although I do enjoy thinking it's about food and football, I wanted to make sure we took time to think about what we're really celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided that I wanted us to daily write down&amp;nbsp;something that we're thankful for. So, we picked up this branch during our late night walk around Mill Park, &amp;nbsp;put it in a Ball jar my Grandpa James gave me, and filled it with the acorns that used to be on my shelf above the tv. Then&amp;nbsp;I cut little squares out of fall scrapbook paper, hole-punched their corners, and looped some string through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T7guis6MfZo/TqRPObtgYeI/AAAAAAAAA1I/A-f_RihqJuU/s1600/DSCN2295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T7guis6MfZo/TqRPObtgYeI/AAAAAAAAA1I/A-f_RihqJuU/s640/DSCN2295.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each night up til Thanksgiving, we'll write something we're thankful for and hang it on our 'tree'. And on Thanksgiving, we'll be able to read what each other wrote. I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yy-qxOqehNc/TqRPUWuwfsI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/EtuOhd1jwfc/s1600/DSCN2296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yy-qxOqehNc/TqRPUWuwfsI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/EtuOhd1jwfc/s640/DSCN2296.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And surprisingly, Kyler's been&amp;nbsp; going along with it pretty well. He just thinks we have the order wrong by putting leaves on the tree as time progresses instead of taking leaves down as the days go by. Oh well. Hopefully this is one of those things that we love enough to repeat every year. Because I&amp;nbsp; can't wait to start our own family traditions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-2917418163962899866?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/2917418163962899866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=2917418163962899866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2917418163962899866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2917418163962899866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/10/family-traditions.html' title='Family Traditions'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TCneXPMAnG8/TqRPIT3dgJI/AAAAAAAAA1A/F1WUf88Y7hE/s72-c/DSCN2293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-5947898660825772240</id><published>2011-10-26T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T09:06:11.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't always pay to be smart.</title><content type='html'>The other night while Kyler and I were watching Jeopardy, we witnessed the strangest thing. All three contestants got the final Jeopardy question wrong, so the wagers were very important. One of the contestants lost all of his money, and the other two ended up with the same amounts.&amp;nbsp;So they were co-champions of that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IQsMl0pD23Y/TqNdrO4Mt8I/AAAAAAAAA04/DEgRzCrc4mA/s1600/DSCN2284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IQsMl0pD23Y/TqNdrO4Mt8I/AAAAAAAAA04/DEgRzCrc4mA/s640/DSCN2284.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the champion of the show has some big sum. And usually second place gets $2000 and third place gets $1000. In this round the co-champions ended up with $1599 because of their wagers. So the guy who lost actually got more money than the champions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it doesn't always pay to be smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-5947898660825772240?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/5947898660825772240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=5947898660825772240&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/5947898660825772240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/5947898660825772240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-doesnt-always-pay-to-be-smart.html' title='It doesn&apos;t always pay to be smart.'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IQsMl0pD23Y/TqNdrO4Mt8I/AAAAAAAAA04/DEgRzCrc4mA/s72-c/DSCN2284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-3846228845705784045</id><published>2011-10-24T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T06:00:05.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross. With a capital G.</title><content type='html'>Remember our beautiful, perfectly ripe pumpkins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvdkVBFERZw/TqNbKg2uCtI/AAAAAAAAA0w/npsPz4DRHaQ/s1600/DSCN2256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvdkVBFERZw/TqNbKg2uCtI/AAAAAAAAA0w/npsPz4DRHaQ/s640/DSCN2256.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently a few&amp;nbsp;weeks in the cold and rain aren't the best treatement for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PfTOIOXerHQ/TqNawHAAbUI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/4Ueuwr6SFH8/s1600/DSCN2286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PfTOIOXerHQ/TqNawHAAbUI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/4Ueuwr6SFH8/s640/DSCN2286.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got all moldy and disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjxZIgqmooY/TqNa2X1cLLI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/wAHizouq0rM/s1600/DSCN2287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KjxZIgqmooY/TqNa2X1cLLI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/wAHizouq0rM/s640/DSCN2287.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler asked if I wanted my candles back. Who knows what kind of funk they sucked up from that standing water. I passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jtUr6qXKzck/TqNamtef3ZI/AAAAAAAAA0I/Q4bUVVhCmws/s1600/DSCN2285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jtUr6qXKzck/TqNamtef3ZI/AAAAAAAAA0I/Q4bUVVhCmws/s640/DSCN2285.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine caved in, but at least it wasn't as disgusting as Kyler's.&amp;nbsp; I attribute it to scraping it out better than he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-pCeWWsN58/TqNa8rniIRI/AAAAAAAAA0g/hGESV7VMoNI/s1600/DSCN2288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b-pCeWWsN58/TqNa8rniIRI/AAAAAAAAA0g/hGESV7VMoNI/s640/DSCN2288.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless. Still gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c3IjubNQH5w/TqNbEuJYUlI/AAAAAAAAA0o/tvJWxsSTd6M/s1600/DSCN2289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c3IjubNQH5w/TqNbEuJYUlI/AAAAAAAAA0o/tvJWxsSTd6M/s640/DSCN2289.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our neighbors probably think we're weirdos. I've caught the man staring at these gross pumpkins. And today he walked by as Kyler was taking pictures of them, but he went inside before he could see Kyler throwing them away. So we're the screwed up neighbors that carve pumpkins to let them rot and then photograph them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-3846228845705784045?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/3846228845705784045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=3846228845705784045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3846228845705784045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3846228845705784045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/10/gross-with-capital-g.html' title='Gross. With a capital G.'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RvdkVBFERZw/TqNbKg2uCtI/AAAAAAAAA0w/npsPz4DRHaQ/s72-c/DSCN2256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-2025159550038324121</id><published>2011-10-12T06:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T06:00:07.792-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Carving Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>Last week when Kyler's parents stopped by, they brought some pumpkins. This weekend, we carved them out and made some Halloween decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8lisxLNxsG0/TpJPzX3O_0I/AAAAAAAAAzs/ktaLUMCrQfU/s1600/DSCN2253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8lisxLNxsG0/TpJPzX3O_0I/AAAAAAAAAzs/ktaLUMCrQfU/s640/DSCN2253.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was wonderful this weekend, and our patio was clearly up for the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I cut my hole a little too small. Can't hardly get the candle down in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3gj1OszRX1A/TpJP7JOeruI/AAAAAAAAAzw/qhiwv6ijrMw/s1600/DSCN2254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3gj1OszRX1A/TpJP7JOeruI/AAAAAAAAAzw/qhiwv6ijrMw/s640/DSCN2254.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7d_aNCMlJ0/TpJQBB1l2KI/AAAAAAAAAz0/tfBi9B8Kw9k/s1600/DSCN2255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7d_aNCMlJ0/TpJQBB1l2KI/AAAAAAAAAz0/tfBi9B8Kw9k/s640/DSCN2255.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler's finished product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K_ZBpVKe6LY/TpJQHwReTOI/AAAAAAAAAz4/IXzgz1KWWqs/s1600/DSCN2256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K_ZBpVKe6LY/TpJQHwReTOI/AAAAAAAAAz4/IXzgz1KWWqs/s640/DSCN2256.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And only a minor burn to light these babies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x1YT6b0dLPQ/TpJQODudT3I/AAAAAAAAAz8/6vJ43w5LmOw/s1600/DSCN2266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x1YT6b0dLPQ/TpJQODudT3I/AAAAAAAAAz8/6vJ43w5LmOw/s640/DSCN2266.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my haunted&amp;nbsp; castle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3PWPcigYeKA/TpJQTa4v_qI/AAAAAAAAA0A/J4ARx4hXETg/s1600/DSCN2267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3PWPcigYeKA/TpJQTa4v_qI/AAAAAAAAA0A/J4ARx4hXETg/s640/DSCN2267.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were setting them out in our garden, our neighbor walked by and commented that now we were prepared for The Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-2025159550038324121?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/2025159550038324121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=2025159550038324121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2025159550038324121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2025159550038324121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/10/carving-pumpkins.html' title='Carving Pumpkins'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8lisxLNxsG0/TpJPzX3O_0I/AAAAAAAAAzs/ktaLUMCrQfU/s72-c/DSCN2253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-4798274371674260675</id><published>2011-10-10T06:00:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T06:00:07.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Columbus Night Life</title><content type='html'>Saturday night, Kyler and I headed out on the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDjRMJn8kCU/TpJKk5-GqRI/AAAAAAAAAzg/hxG7EukACsw/s1600/DSCN2246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDjRMJn8kCU/TpJKk5-GqRI/AAAAAAAAAzg/hxG7EukACsw/s640/DSCN2246.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked straight past this bar and into Race Mill Park, open til 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange Trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf9JrLADlkU/TpJI8bvszbI/AAAAAAAAAyc/sgQZeOWzX2w/s1600/DSCN2203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf9JrLADlkU/TpJI8bvszbI/AAAAAAAAAyc/sgQZeOWzX2w/s640/DSCN2203.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Blue Trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bFEgW2yweAE/TpJJCe5MXHI/AAAAAAAAAyg/xpgoan5Id20/s1600/DSCN2205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bFEgW2yweAE/TpJJCe5MXHI/AAAAAAAAAyg/xpgoan5Id20/s640/DSCN2205.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Green Trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUv3o8npRuU/TpJJIreEqCI/AAAAAAAAAyk/dmdipY3bYK4/s1600/DSCN2207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MUv3o8npRuU/TpJJIreEqCI/AAAAAAAAAyk/dmdipY3bYK4/s640/DSCN2207.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b2GqVhpPe38/TpJJOuBxSUI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Umejrsx9Vxo/s1600/DSCN2212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b2GqVhpPe38/TpJJOuBxSUI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Umejrsx9Vxo/s640/DSCN2212.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0C3dj0LWbto/TpJJzq23K9I/AAAAAAAAAzA/t8X7cZiZZ_Q/s1600/DSCN2229.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0C3dj0LWbto/TpJJzq23K9I/AAAAAAAAAzA/t8X7cZiZZ_Q/s640/DSCN2229.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just walked and talked. And Kyler would stop when I stopped to take a picture of tree branches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4wwwiLSHUKk/TpJJg4TxRLI/AAAAAAAAAy0/8IxPBgUEYkI/s1600/DSCN2220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4wwwiLSHUKk/TpJJg4TxRLI/AAAAAAAAAy0/8IxPBgUEYkI/s640/DSCN2220.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and their shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KI_Ei17KsBQ/TpJJUKN3x7I/AAAAAAAAAys/y0_zzOXPsNY/s1600/DSCN2213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KI_Ei17KsBQ/TpJJUKN3x7I/AAAAAAAAAys/y0_zzOXPsNY/s640/DSCN2213.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted about our week and what we have going on the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vDUqEW9DDLM/TpJJm4bP_PI/AAAAAAAAAy4/UVQJDIBHO50/s1600/DSCN2223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vDUqEW9DDLM/TpJJm4bP_PI/AAAAAAAAAy4/UVQJDIBHO50/s640/DSCN2223.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We acted silly, as we kept discovering new parts of the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6N7wcF45kvA/TpJJac_f-8I/AAAAAAAAAyw/J_jf9rebO7Y/s1600/DSCN2217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6N7wcF45kvA/TpJJac_f-8I/AAAAAAAAAyw/J_jf9rebO7Y/s640/DSCN2217.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stumbled upon some entertaining architecture, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZG32oc3jx9g/TpJJtHhqlRI/AAAAAAAAAy8/NJ9PT4zT7aI/s1600/DSCN2227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZG32oc3jx9g/TpJJtHhqlRI/AAAAAAAAAy8/NJ9PT4zT7aI/s640/DSCN2227.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKJDzK6HsmU/TpJJ55PX2vI/AAAAAAAAAzE/avN4QpxJMDs/s1600/DSCN2232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gKJDzK6HsmU/TpJJ55PX2vI/AAAAAAAAAzE/avN4QpxJMDs/s640/DSCN2232.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And little pieces of history to the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-za8ODDix4s8/TpJKGEGeTiI/AAAAAAAAAzM/9kJbVwwJaug/s1600/DSCN2238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-za8ODDix4s8/TpJKGEGeTiI/AAAAAAAAAzM/9kJbVwwJaug/s640/DSCN2238.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-exhem9W4Rbc/TpJJ_gDqatI/AAAAAAAAAzI/nxiqPQFF7OA/s1600/DSCN2236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-exhem9W4Rbc/TpJJ_gDqatI/AAAAAAAAAzI/nxiqPQFF7OA/s640/DSCN2236.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we started on our way home, we got stuck by a train. So we just popped a squat on the curb and enjoyed its clanking on the tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pm6sgcfAkLY/TpJKMfdSCOI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/hh10rkYzekw/s1600/DSCN2241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pm6sgcfAkLY/TpJKMfdSCOI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/hh10rkYzekw/s640/DSCN2241.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVcvUomiWZo/TpJKStw_HRI/AAAAAAAAAzU/TPG42ejJXeA/s1600/DSCN2242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BVcvUomiWZo/TpJKStw_HRI/AAAAAAAAAzU/TPG42ejJXeA/s640/DSCN2242.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed&amp;nbsp; at funny sculptures that were a little odd and not noteworthy of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s7tlClgDKto/TpJKY0Nfr8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/yxsA_KPNTbk/s1600/DSCN2244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s7tlClgDKto/TpJKY0Nfr8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/yxsA_KPNTbk/s640/DSCN2244.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we laughed at unfamiliar scenes and guesssed how many of these trucks are deployed daily and in the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2cOjc0H7a9E/TpJKe5ptIuI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_g3qUp8KZ9g/s1600/DSCN2245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2cOjc0H7a9E/TpJKe5ptIuI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_g3qUp8KZ9g/s640/DSCN2245.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way back in town to our car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YmcNuG-P61M/TpJKqsHg4KI/AAAAAAAAAzk/JYQsg-cJWbg/s1600/DSCN2248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YmcNuG-P61M/TpJKqsHg4KI/AAAAAAAAAzk/JYQsg-cJWbg/s640/DSCN2248.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the time we got back to town, we were a little slap happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WEsgEWYYdmI/TpJKw10wzOI/AAAAAAAAAzo/88UQO2ftWlI/s1600/DSCN2249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WEsgEWYYdmI/TpJKw10wzOI/AAAAAAAAAzo/88UQO2ftWlI/s640/DSCN2249.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we pushed the button, fully expecting a little black and white man to appear. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this wasn't a conventional night out on the town, we fully enjoyed our time together, especially before a big week for both of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-4798274371674260675?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/4798274371674260675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=4798274371674260675&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4798274371674260675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4798274371674260675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/10/columbus-night-life.html' title='Columbus Night Life'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IDjRMJn8kCU/TpJKk5-GqRI/AAAAAAAAAzg/hxG7EukACsw/s72-c/DSCN2246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-3807158401568647284</id><published>2011-10-09T16:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T18:02:02.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Anique!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOPwnQCiFbk/TpIZhFBz_4I/AAAAAAAAAek/SIWe59Ly5ng/s1600/DSCN0089%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOPwnQCiFbk/TpIZhFBz_4I/AAAAAAAAAek/SIWe59Ly5ng/s640/DSCN0089%25282%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wii Love You&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-3807158401568647284?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/3807158401568647284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=3807158401568647284&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3807158401568647284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3807158401568647284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-birthday-anique.html' title='Happy Birthday Anique!'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kOPwnQCiFbk/TpIZhFBz_4I/AAAAAAAAAek/SIWe59Ly5ng/s72-c/DSCN0089%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-3557766182611669154</id><published>2011-10-07T08:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T08:02:30.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>A little behind on the back-to-school update, I admit, but I thought I would just share how things are going in the first month and a half of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is my last year of school and I am definitely ready to be out. It's not that I don't enjoy school and learning - it is the fact that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a married man.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Out of the 60 people in my class, only two of us are married. Of course, the majority of the 58 think it is a little bit crazy to be married right now, but I couldn't be happier. It is just difficult when Kara is working full-time and I am in school. For starters, school used to be an 8:00am-10:00pm (and on the weekends) kind-of mindset, working on and off with breaks all throughout. But, being married, I now try to make it a 8:00am-5:00pm and try not to even think about school on the weekends when Kara is off work. It has been a tough adjustment, but it is definitely worth it because let's be honest - investing time in my marriage and wife is more important than reading for the next day's class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am living &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;way&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; off-campus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you haven't heard Kara's perspective about living in Columbus, don't worry - I am sure it will come up in conversation soon enough. I actually don't mind living here - it is just the drive and the feeling that I really am not even part of campus. Instead of walking 10 minutes to class, I have to drive an hour each way (and I am not sure how long when it snows). The drive is beautiful - especially right now -&amp;nbsp;all throughout Brown County, and it gives me some alone time just to think.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have full-time job already waiting for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Out of the 60 people in my class, I would say that less than 10 are even seeking a full-time job this fall since they have already accepted their internship job offers. Having that "in the bag" saves a lot of interviewing time, but trust me - it doesn't always serve as the best academic motivator. I am really excited for my job and the next stage our lives.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;My classes are going really well, and this year I have some classes that I really enjoy going to because they are completely different than any other classes I have taken. But, after 5 years of finance and accounting, some classes are getting a little&amp;nbsp;"academic". I remember Pastor Bob in Bloomington preaching one time that "academic" is now a substitute for the word "irrelevant". I now understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 7th months, I will be graduating &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I am definitely trying not to wish the year away, because I know Kara &amp;amp; I will look back on this as one of the more exciting times of our lives together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by, and I hope you didn't find my reflection too boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-3557766182611669154?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/3557766182611669154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=3557766182611669154&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3557766182611669154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3557766182611669154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/10/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-5643295187830460657</id><published>2011-10-03T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T06:00:03.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating for the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBwoS74ykKM/TokJaEnntQI/AAAAAAAAAyY/J-l6Q4mhjO0/s1600/DSCN2197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBwoS74ykKM/TokJaEnntQI/AAAAAAAAAyY/J-l6Q4mhjO0/s640/DSCN2197.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we're in a semi-permanent spot (you know, longer than 3 months), I decided to get some decor on these white walls. And yes, I did have to talk Kyler into letting me put eight holes in the wall in order to hang these four shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for starters, I pulled out our engagement pictures that just so happened to be taken in the fall. Woo Hoo for coincidence. They're the only photos we have printed of us &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; they're in the right season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided I wanted some mini pumpkins. I really had my heart set on white pumpkins, but last week when I stopped at the little farmer's market, they only had orange. &lt;em&gt;bummer.&lt;/em&gt; But when Kyler's parents visited this weekend, we stopped at Farm Fest, and I just &lt;em&gt;had &lt;/em&gt;to buy a couple of white ones when I saw them. Although my shelves were pretty full without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Wf8bwynN20/TokJHBxcffI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BGOVTNgGH4E/s1600/DSCN2198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Wf8bwynN20/TokJHBxcffI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BGOVTNgGH4E/s640/DSCN2198.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿So I scooted a couple down to the TV stand and moved that red candle by the TV from the shelves to...well, by the TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What? You didn't want a play-by-play of how I decorated my shelves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And, for the past two weeks, I'd been on the lookout for acorns to no avail. This past weekend, when Kim and Terry were here, we went to Nashville and I found lots of acorns...to buy. I was pretty sure I could find them cheaper (say, free) but I couldn't find an oak&amp;nbsp;tree until this afternoon when we took a walk around the apartment complex for&amp;nbsp;Kyler's&amp;nbsp;study break, and&amp;nbsp;I stumbled upon (quite literally) a batch of acorns. And &lt;em&gt;alas&lt;/em&gt;, an oak tree! So we filled&amp;nbsp;Kyler's pockets, and I stuck them in a vase when we got home. But I didn't estimate the volume very well, so I filled the rest of the vase with...a pumpkin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And maybe the most exciting part of this whole post/decorating/blogging process was that I learned how to set the white balance on our camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BBo0pgM3RmQ/TokJAdlQgMI/AAAAAAAAAyM/z-w7jySADm8/s1600/DSCN2195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BBo0pgM3RmQ/TokJAdlQgMI/AAAAAAAAAyM/z-w7jySADm8/s640/DSCN2195.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBwoS74ykKM/TokJaEnntQI/AAAAAAAAAyY/J-l6Q4mhjO0/s1600/DSCN2197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBwoS74ykKM/TokJaEnntQI/AAAAAAAAAyY/J-l6Q4mhjO0/s640/DSCN2197.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ta da! No more yellow walls from taking a picture inside at night :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Fall Y'all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-5643295187830460657?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/5643295187830460657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=5643295187830460657&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/5643295187830460657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/5643295187830460657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/10/decorating-for-season.html' title='Decorating for the Season'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBwoS74ykKM/TokJaEnntQI/AAAAAAAAAyY/J-l6Q4mhjO0/s72-c/DSCN2197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-4580987361924690778</id><published>2011-10-02T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T09:37:49.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Zach!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nBlEbJEgM2o/Toho8f7AwBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/0PAXmFyyyA8/s1600/DSCN1701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nBlEbJEgM2o/Toho8f7AwBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/0PAXmFyyyA8/s640/DSCN1701.JPG" width="460" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-4580987361924690778?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/4580987361924690778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=4580987361924690778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4580987361924690778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4580987361924690778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-birthday-zach.html' title='Happy Birthday Zach!'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nBlEbJEgM2o/Toho8f7AwBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/0PAXmFyyyA8/s72-c/DSCN1701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-2151820545740299285</id><published>2011-09-23T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T06:00:01.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dividend Day!</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, Kyler and I headed to Kings Island to enjoy a private event put on by P&amp;amp;G, Dividend Day. The whole park was rented out by the company for its employees' and retirees' families to enjoy. And enjoy it, we did. [Sorry the photos aren't the best, they're Droid pics]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B_OzfCErTn0/TnY4ywxMVAI/AAAAAAAAAxs/PSsru2zu9oE/s1600/IMAG0049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B_OzfCErTn0/TnY4ywxMVAI/AAAAAAAAAxs/PSsru2zu9oE/s640/IMAG0049.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All over the park were huge blow ups&amp;nbsp; or P&amp;amp;G stations. Here is Kyler, sitting on his throne. He often complains that our toilet is not big enough (not sure what that means/don't want to ask), but I think this one would stop his complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-reTd_T9jmz4/TnY43k4rcuI/AAAAAAAAAxw/cl3QEVMt0UI/s1600/IMAG0050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-reTd_T9jmz4/TnY43k4rcuI/AAAAAAAAAxw/cl3QEVMt0UI/s640/IMAG0050.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mimicking Mr. Clean, who was unfortunately positioned right over the sewage tank. Hence, the cross arm and sour face. Not my best photo ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D7t4gJSTwOg/TnY475o7Q0I/AAAAAAAAAx0/NAfbvbPi2QY/s1600/IMAG0051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D7t4gJSTwOg/TnY475o7Q0I/AAAAAAAAAx0/NAfbvbPi2QY/s640/IMAG0051.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We definitely got spoiled that day. We had ridden four roller coasters within our first half hour! There were no lines. And the only ride we had to wait in line was for the dang swings. I hated them. Kyler and I thought we'd probably leave&amp;nbsp;around 6pm. But around 3pm, we'd ridden everything, some multiple times, and we were ready to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture below is why we didn't take in the big camera. I'd rather the phone be the casualty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZO_VPp82Vr0/TnY5Ad4xP6I/AAAAAAAAAx4/SdWEugJ2g_A/s1600/IMAG0052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZO_VPp82Vr0/TnY5Ad4xP6I/AAAAAAAAAx4/SdWEugJ2g_A/s640/IMAG0052.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me, you know that spinning movements don't treat my stomach well. I can ride rollercoasters all day, but spin me in circles or drive me down a winding road, and I get car sick. Kyler thought we should try the new swings ride. Bad idea. We spun around so quickly that I knew before the ride stopped that I was in trouble. So I opted out of the last couple of rides and took these pictures of Kyler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ruEErd9_uoA/TnY5Du9QE-I/AAAAAAAAAx8/QFKu_61Yaxs/s1600/IMAG0053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ruEErd9_uoA/TnY5Du9QE-I/AAAAAAAAAx8/QFKu_61Yaxs/s640/IMAG0053.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yG5miGbtSqU/TnY5HpQsESI/AAAAAAAAAyA/ZGnVr2QVitk/s1600/IMAG0054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yG5miGbtSqU/TnY5HpQsESI/AAAAAAAAAyA/ZGnVr2QVitk/s640/IMAG0054.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lUkBYETNhDY/TnY5M1k7tKI/AAAAAAAAAyE/o09BrHsmdUM/s1600/IMAG0055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lUkBYETNhDY/TnY5M1k7tKI/AAAAAAAAAyE/o09BrHsmdUM/s640/IMAG0055.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am&amp;nbsp; so glad I could take these&amp;nbsp; photos before he was aware of it.&amp;nbsp; I definitely got the "holy cow&amp;nbsp;I can't believe I just did that" look, even though you can't see it well in the pictures.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we even entered the park, though, we turned in our voucher to pick up our bag of P&amp;amp;G loot. I guess my post last week was a bit premature since we now possess even more product. Look what we picked up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ofXID2r9kRo/TnY8tb3daHI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VdvxldHsd1Q/s1600/DSCN2185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ofXID2r9kRo/TnY8tb3daHI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VdvxldHsd1Q/s640/DSCN2185.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we had a great day together. We enjoyed a day of beautiful weather, an uncrowded theme park, and being with each other! Awww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-2151820545740299285?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/2151820545740299285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=2151820545740299285&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2151820545740299285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2151820545740299285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/09/dividend-day.html' title='Dividend Day!'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B_OzfCErTn0/TnY4ywxMVAI/AAAAAAAAAxs/PSsru2zu9oE/s72-c/IMAG0049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-3090831664118381089</id><published>2011-09-21T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T06:00:02.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday: Transplanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Would you like to go or is that too far past your bedtime? :-) Plus I don't even know if you like Katy Perry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh my flippin gosh! I would love to! And yes it is past my bedtime. Though kyler might be a bigger katy perrfy fan than me...for real!&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: Ask him if he'd like to go. Kyle said if Kyler goes, he will too.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kyler said he would love to go. This was his response: Can we party like Last Friday Night. It would be Exteraterrestrial. You made my Teenage Dream come true. Will there be California Girls there? Will it be Hot &amp;amp; Cold? Can I Kiss a Girl and Like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&amp;nbsp;that was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Act: Janelle Monae?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkRJH5UWISA/TnYqpws30gI/AAAAAAAAAvg/WYfE0X4batY/s1600/DSCN2120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkRJH5UWISA/TnYqpws30gI/AAAAAAAAAvg/WYfE0X4batY/s640/DSCN2120.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Katy Perry. Did&amp;nbsp; I mention the tickets were for the Mayor's Suite. It was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mxi8teL55Ac/TnYqwo5UoAI/AAAAAAAAAvk/SSJQErnJDAg/s1600/DSCN2124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mxi8teL55Ac/TnYqwo5UoAI/AAAAAAAAAvk/SSJQErnJDAg/s640/DSCN2124.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show begins with a little (creepy) story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ScMH54zQnhA/TnYq3A5DXcI/AAAAAAAAAvo/1K75p4OmKlY/s1600/DSCN2125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ScMH54zQnhA/TnYq3A5DXcI/AAAAAAAAAvo/1K75p4OmKlY/s640/DSCN2125.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Katy Perry finally comes on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0GPTD8f2gUY/TnYq9x7r0TI/AAAAAAAAAvs/zZ_-js51k08/s1600/DSCN2126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0GPTD8f2gUY/TnYq9x7r0TI/AAAAAAAAAvs/zZ_-js51k08/s640/DSCN2126.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always clad in interesting clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3ZZnOeizpI/TnYrExy4-6I/AAAAAAAAAvw/O-AAZak68iw/s1600/DSCN2128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3ZZnOeizpI/TnYrExy4-6I/AAAAAAAAAvw/O-AAZak68iw/s640/DSCN2128.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's quite the entertainer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLm-qkJTpGc/TnYrMRdv40I/AAAAAAAAAv0/ofQohn_csxg/s1600/DSCN2129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLm-qkJTpGc/TnYrMRdv40I/AAAAAAAAAv0/ofQohn_csxg/s640/DSCN2129.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set changes. You know, hanging meat from the rafters is normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GTdVQo-Fyo/TnYrUnmcZcI/AAAAAAAAAv4/2zQkTUyoEX8/s1600/DSCN2131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5GTdVQo-Fyo/TnYrUnmcZcI/AAAAAAAAAv4/2zQkTUyoEX8/s640/DSCN2131.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were cool light shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvCDBU596N0/TnYrce_rqrI/AAAAAAAAAv8/zbNk17-Qmps/s1600/DSCN2133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BvCDBU596N0/TnYrce_rqrI/AAAAAAAAAv8/zbNk17-Qmps/s640/DSCN2133.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were laser shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tp9_fAxeZqQ/TnYriV2v2kI/AAAAAAAAAwA/JG3ixuHlMSE/s1600/DSCN2134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tp9_fAxeZqQ/TnYriV2v2kI/AAAAAAAAAwA/JG3ixuHlMSE/s640/DSCN2134.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were acrobats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4dtHaMbsJQE/TnYroX3W24I/AAAAAAAAAwE/AhDmAytI4D8/s1600/DSCN2140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4dtHaMbsJQE/TnYroX3W24I/AAAAAAAAAwE/AhDmAytI4D8/s640/DSCN2140.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were surprise lifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lsrjUFBwdiU/TnYrufdIf_I/AAAAAAAAAwI/hd_a3Jsp20c/s1600/DSCN2143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lsrjUFBwdiU/TnYrufdIf_I/AAAAAAAAAwI/hd_a3Jsp20c/s640/DSCN2143.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sparkly outfits in mid-air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nFahcbtb77k/TnYr1NBGUiI/AAAAAAAAAwM/eeAO9qICenw/s1600/DSCN2145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nFahcbtb77k/TnYr1NBGUiI/AAAAAAAAAwM/eeAO9qICenw/s640/DSCN2145.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a huge crowd, made up of all ages. And apparently everyone got the message to wear their orange flashing sunglasses besides me. Luckily, it wasn't too sunny inside ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JHSpl2vQgVU/TnYr7Gb0QRI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/AG8R8awek4k/s1600/DSCN2146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JHSpl2vQgVU/TnYr7Gb0QRI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/AG8R8awek4k/s640/DSCN2146.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were trap doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xx_bBfCDWGU/TnYsBrcqbgI/AAAAAAAAAwU/3l2t0OoHysk/s1600/DSCN2148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xx_bBfCDWGU/TnYsBrcqbgI/AAAAAAAAAwU/3l2t0OoHysk/s640/DSCN2148.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a flying cloud of cotton candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ht07iAaLOw/TnYsHmR1_eI/AAAAAAAAAwY/TF3v8d_0diQ/s1600/DSCN2149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ht07iAaLOw/TnYsHmR1_eI/AAAAAAAAAwY/TF3v8d_0diQ/s640/DSCN2149.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is really close to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAYjrm7XF0s/TnYsNGo34WI/AAAAAAAAAwc/9YTmoMhlkbA/s1600/DSCN2158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAYjrm7XF0s/TnYsNGo34WI/AAAAAAAAAwc/9YTmoMhlkbA/s640/DSCN2158.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During 'Hot &amp;amp; Cold' she ran in and out of different changing stations and sported probably 20 outfits during that one song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vrru8l-lgvc/TnYsiT5wO3I/AAAAAAAAAwk/UvmOBOTW13k/s1600/DSCN2160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vrru8l-lgvc/TnYsiT5wO3I/AAAAAAAAAwk/UvmOBOTW13k/s640/DSCN2160.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same song. Different dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQQl2Vaw4Rw/TnYspQeVFiI/AAAAAAAAAwo/qXITfQwU7bc/s1600/DSCN2162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQQl2Vaw4Rw/TnYspQeVFiI/AAAAAAAAAwo/qXITfQwU7bc/s640/DSCN2162.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she invited fans on stage. First she asked an "Indiana Boy" to come visit her. The first guy, when she asked how old he was, she responded "17!? You want me to go to jail!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gegllekwqnA/TnYsvvmy18I/AAAAAAAAAws/SQzB4eZ-V5E/s1600/DSCN2168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gegllekwqnA/TnYsvvmy18I/AAAAAAAAAws/SQzB4eZ-V5E/s640/DSCN2168.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More candy-themed dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZC1nGHQzKQ/TnYs2Sk4t8I/AAAAAAAAAww/YqsCcLPCZHY/s1600/DSCN2171.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZC1nGHQzKQ/TnYs2Sk4t8I/AAAAAAAAAww/YqsCcLPCZHY/s640/DSCN2171.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The show ended with fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RFrtJQFdJ7w/TnYyK6vP9PI/AAAAAAAAAxA/YP0a0Lbp-B0/s1600/DSCN2173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RFrtJQFdJ7w/TnYyK6vP9PI/AAAAAAAAAxA/YP0a0Lbp-B0/s640/DSCN2173.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Of course, while she was singing my favorite song&amp;nbsp; "Firework"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYo_oy4oA14/TnYyRHf0lTI/AAAAAAAAAxE/pX-KxXRhWKw/s1600/DSCN2175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYo_oy4oA14/TnYyRHf0lTI/AAAAAAAAAxE/pX-KxXRhWKw/s640/DSCN2175.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then she came out for an encore...in a veryinteresting outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QXrZyY2BzZ8/TnYyXvwMH4I/AAAAAAAAAxI/4MN9zckmv3A/s1600/DSCN2179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QXrZyY2BzZ8/TnYyXvwMH4I/AAAAAAAAAxI/4MN9zckmv3A/s640/DSCN2179.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then the whole thing ended while she doused her front-row guests with a huge squirt gun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d2EZJ7pniHM/TnYyd_YJsiI/AAAAAAAAAxM/nI04gIp9OeQ/s1600/DSCN2183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d2EZJ7pniHM/TnYyd_YJsiI/AAAAAAAAAxM/nI04gIp9OeQ/s640/DSCN2183.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks Jamie for a great night and the awesome tickets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-1946750245003427530?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/1946750245003427530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=1946750245003427530&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/1946750245003427530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/1946750245003427530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/09/katy-perry.html' title='Katy Perry'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkRJH5UWISA/TnYqpws30gI/AAAAAAAAAvg/WYfE0X4batY/s72-c/DSCN2120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-4888849808221120907</id><published>2011-09-16T06:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T06:00:00.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Perks of Work</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure I started work at the busiest time of the year. I was immediately taking on huge tasks that I was pretty sure I wouldn't see for at least three years. I thought I needed experience. I guess they think I just needed some guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team spent some late nights at the office, but it all paid off. We were rewarded with an afternoon off to catch a Cincinnati Reds game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C5hi0ZW27uk/TmrWIs8HL1I/AAAAAAAAAu4/aQ2i4GQ1Xu4/s1600/DSCN1987.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C5hi0ZW27uk/TmrWIs8HL1I/AAAAAAAAAu4/aQ2i4GQ1Xu4/s640/DSCN1987.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty incredible seats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kLNShJ-744o/TmrWQHvjdBI/AAAAAAAAAu8/4msDiDrht90/s1600/DSCN1988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kLNShJ-744o/TmrWQHvjdBI/AAAAAAAAAu8/4msDiDrht90/s640/DSCN1988.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to see everyone out of the office. The girl I work with and I were trying to figure out what to wear. We work with all guys and weren't sure our short shorts were the most appropriate attire. But it was stinkin 98 degrees that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler asked me if I saw anything cool. While I think he was referring to a home run or someone stealing home or a no-hitter, I exclaimed "YES!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZibfLAeDWe8/TmrWh_ivrZI/AAAAAAAAAvE/gCiJpoH50P8/s1600/DSCN1989.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZibfLAeDWe8/TmrWh_ivrZI/AAAAAAAAAvE/gCiJpoH50P8/s640/DSCN1989.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Affleck's twin sat in the row in front of us. I spent most of the last half of the game trying to secretly capture his picture. This is by far not his best angle ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure that's exactly what Kyler was looking for, so I also mentioned this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PG3PUBTXWaw/TmrWbAhqiDI/AAAAAAAAAvA/Kd1j3dNaRZs/s1600/DSCN1990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PG3PUBTXWaw/TmrWbAhqiDI/AAAAAAAAAvA/Kd1j3dNaRZs/s640/DSCN1990.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh yeah, when the visiting team was walking off the field, one of the players was carrying a Hello Kitty bag and a pink boa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his follow up may have been..."So, did you see anything cool?" Guess we have different ideas of cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-4888849808221120907?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/4888849808221120907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=4888849808221120907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4888849808221120907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4888849808221120907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/09/more-perks-of-work.html' title='More Perks of Work'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C5hi0ZW27uk/TmrWIs8HL1I/AAAAAAAAAu4/aQ2i4GQ1Xu4/s72-c/DSCN1987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-3199582311931192040</id><published>2011-09-14T06:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T06:00:11.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perks of Work</title><content type='html'>Kyler interned for Procter &amp;amp; Gamble this summer (in case you hadn't heard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the perks of his work was all the product he brought home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spent the summer in the finance department in the fabric care division. Gain. Tide. Bounce. Era. (He's asleep as I'm writing this on Friday night or I'm sure he could rattle of all the ones I'm forgetting).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard about them all summer, and I got to take some on a test drive too. After our move, we finally had a place to consolidate our laundry supply stash. And it's quite the stash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_7MpIka5X8/TmrThRMYsSI/AAAAAAAAAug/5yyLds43iGU/s1600/DSCN1993.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_7MpIka5X8/TmrThRMYsSI/AAAAAAAAAug/5yyLds43iGU/s640/DSCN1993.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the Zest bars on the second shelf, this was all loot from Kyler's job. And this was after I'd given my mom a few favors for helping us move. And this doesn't count the Cascade and Joy dish soap that are in the kitchen. I tell you, our house and laundry smells amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things wouldn't fit in the cabinet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V121v1dAu94/TmrToYBQ-oI/AAAAAAAAAuk/EE_IVByuf4Y/s1600/DSCN1994.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V121v1dAu94/TmrToYBQ-oI/AAAAAAAAAuk/EE_IVByuf4Y/s640/DSCN1994.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our old apartment, we had to share laundry facilities with our building. Kyler, especially, was excited that we finally had our own laundry set. Not because he does laundry but because he couldn't wait to install one of our many Bounce bars into the dryer. Verdict: Wonderful. No more forgetting dryer sheets. No more static-clung socks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is with the over-zealous installation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVpr6IV7Cf8/TmrTuVAZV2I/AAAAAAAAAuo/V6YSWHeeiBs/s1600/DSCN1991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVpr6IV7Cf8/TmrTuVAZV2I/AAAAAAAAAuo/V6YSWHeeiBs/s640/DSCN1991.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FqfSmlA_QM/TmrT0SBkHZI/AAAAAAAAAus/2Y3zvrtrFys/s1600/DSCN1992.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FqfSmlA_QM/TmrT0SBkHZI/AAAAAAAAAus/2Y3zvrtrFys/s640/DSCN1992.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxEgmJoPaE4/TmrT6upzK_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/qGHw_NG_hxU/s1600/DSCN1995.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxEgmJoPaE4/TmrT6upzK_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/qGHw_NG_hxU/s640/DSCN1995.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lsvthe_2is/TmrUAfTAVwI/AAAAAAAAAu0/POQtIbVbPHI/s1600/DSCN2000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9lsvthe_2is/TmrUAfTAVwI/AAAAAAAAAu0/POQtIbVbPHI/s640/DSCN2000.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ta Da! No more staticky socks for at least 3 months :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if only he could work for the Olay finance department. I think I'm getting some wrinkles :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-3199582311931192040?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/3199582311931192040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=3199582311931192040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3199582311931192040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3199582311931192040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/09/perks-of-work.html' title='Perks of Work'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_7MpIka5X8/TmrThRMYsSI/AAAAAAAAAug/5yyLds43iGU/s72-c/DSCN1993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-1698279411090273149</id><published>2011-09-12T06:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T06:00:02.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Drizzly Day in Pittsburgh</title><content type='html'>While Saturday in Pittsburgh was scorching hot (109 to be exact), the next day was drizzly and headed down to Monday's high of 65. Before we left, we checked out the weather and had decided to do all of our outdoor walking on Saturday, and we saved the indoor activities for Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose our first stop (after Dunkin Donuts) to be the Henry Clay Frick Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daughter had a huge art collection housed in this building, along with the PAN collection currently on display. Interesting but not amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7k3LOaOpeU/TmrEokbJjfI/AAAAAAAAAt8/YXF4A3tkbQ8/s1600/DSCN2081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7k3LOaOpeU/TmrEokbJjfI/AAAAAAAAAt8/YXF4A3tkbQ8/s640/DSCN2081.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite part of the Henry Clay Frick Estate was the carriage house. We weren't allowed to take pictures but there were multiple models of the family's carriages, and we had a volunteer guide us through the carriage house explaining why the family chose each carriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HMzY3YibE3M/TmrFIPwRQsI/AAAAAAAAAuM/APrJzYyjLEc/s1600/DSCN2087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HMzY3YibE3M/TmrFIPwRQsI/AAAAAAAAAuM/APrJzYyjLEc/s640/DSCN2087.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little walk down from the carriage house was a small cafe, fully stocked by herbs from its very own green house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ud35UKrMWQ/TmrE5Xn1qiI/AAAAAAAAAuE/R0MoUdwGylY/s1600/DSCN2084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ud35UKrMWQ/TmrE5Xn1qiI/AAAAAAAAAuE/R0MoUdwGylY/s640/DSCN2084.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I get when I ask for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I1YatmtUfvY/TmrFBE7F7XI/AAAAAAAAAuI/mGsYZ5fz57U/s1600/DSCN2086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I1YatmtUfvY/TmrFBE7F7XI/AAAAAAAAAuI/mGsYZ5fz57U/s640/DSCN2086.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a building on the estate, but I'm not exactly sure what it was...besides gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yQFldtSSa7I/TmrEw5UIRuI/AAAAAAAAAuA/PvkOUOFyTmM/s1600/DSCN2082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yQFldtSSa7I/TmrEw5UIRuI/AAAAAAAAAuA/PvkOUOFyTmM/s640/DSCN2082.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could've taken guided tours of the family's actual home (which is what I really wanted to do) but we didn't realize it was $12/person until we got there. So we shot this half-exposed picture of the home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nigvRu7PXX4/TmrFOhnmfsI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Gs6P1qTHytk/s1600/DSCN2089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nigvRu7PXX4/TmrFOhnmfsI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Gs6P1qTHytk/s640/DSCN2089.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely &lt;strike&gt;fed up with the rain&lt;/strike&gt; ready to check out other attractions in town, we headed to the Carnegie Museum of Natural History. Kyler was &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; about this museum. Although we saw some pretty awesome gemstones and dinosaur fossils, we're abiding by the rules and not posting them online. Bummer for you guys, but next time we see ya, we'll be sure to share our photos. Those dinos were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we headed back to the hotel for the evening, and packed our things to head out the next morning. In the lobby, though, was this cute old-fashioned telephone. I just wanted a picture of it, but Kyler picked up the phone and had shoved it up to my ear just in time to hear the lady at the front desk asking if I needed assistance. So...I hung up on her. And photographed the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gTcO7hxM8kM/TmrFdo3iBDI/AAAAAAAAAuY/90iplZPI1fY/s1600/DSCN2101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gTcO7hxM8kM/TmrFdo3iBDI/AAAAAAAAAuY/90iplZPI1fY/s640/DSCN2101.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I want a vintage telephone. And camera. And buffet......I like antiques. What can I say? Grandma Faye took me to one too many flea markets, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my best attempt to get a photo of us both. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qc1Ybb7o9_8/TmrFmiEMlcI/AAAAAAAAAuc/G9hTtd8hw90/s1600/DSCN2103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qc1Ybb7o9_8/TmrFmiEMlcI/AAAAAAAAAuc/G9hTtd8hw90/s640/DSCN2103.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we had chinese food that night at the classiest chinese restaurant either one of us had ever been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkEkD7ArG_E/TmrFWkbW4OI/AAAAAAAAAuU/bVDtr4-A4dY/s1600/DSCN2099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkEkD7ArG_E/TmrFWkbW4OI/AAAAAAAAAuU/bVDtr4-A4dY/s640/DSCN2099.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's difficult to see, you may notice another one of Kyler's "spills". I can't take this boy anywhere! And I'm definitely not taking his picture anymore. I'm done with the blank stares hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning, we woke up early (you know, because when you have the option to sleep in, your body won't let you) and headed home. Pittsburgh was our perfect three-day weekend trip. Two days was the perfect amount of time to explore the city, and the extra day to travel and relax at home allowed us to catch our breaths before heading into another busy week of work and school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-1698279411090273149?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/1698279411090273149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=1698279411090273149&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/1698279411090273149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/1698279411090273149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/09/drizzly-day-in-pittsburgh.html' title='A Drizzly Day in Pittsburgh'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7k3LOaOpeU/TmrEokbJjfI/AAAAAAAAAt8/YXF4A3tkbQ8/s72-c/DSCN2081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-8460891057752700752</id><published>2011-09-11T06:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T06:00:00.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where were you?</title><content type='html'>That question. I bet you knew what I was talking about before I even finished the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you ten years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't watch much TV around here. Maybe a few minutes before and after Jeopardy, but the 9/11 anniversary has overwhelmed every channel with special programs, remembering that horrible day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNTIlDiXMFs/TmwG3P4-EhI/AAAAAAAAAvI/sMjFH5KS1_g/s1600/DSCN0614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNTIlDiXMFs/TmwG3P4-EhI/AAAAAAAAAvI/sMjFH5KS1_g/s640/DSCN0614.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in seventh grade, sitting in Mr. Hornaday's social studies class. An announcement came over the PA system, and although I don't remember what it said, I remember being very confused. The middle school wasn't allowed to show the news coverage on TV, so we went about our day like it was completely normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got home, I saw the footage for the first time, but I still didn't understand what had happened. I had never heard of the Twin Towers, didn't know how many people were in them at one time, didn't realize that they were iconic to our eastern border. I had no idea it was such a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-su04aOJwdx4/TmwG_Flg9LI/AAAAAAAAAvM/SnpNksBNOi0/s1600/DSCN0620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-su04aOJwdx4/TmwG_Flg9LI/AAAAAAAAAvM/SnpNksBNOi0/s640/DSCN0620.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember days later I was sitting on my parents bed watching TV in their room when I heard the announcement that the US had declared war. I didn't know what that meant either. I thought wars happened a long time ago, only recalling the World Wars. I didn't believe that our country could actually be at war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely didn't realize, when I was only 13 years old, that ten years later I would still be affected by the tragedy of that day. Our economy, our politicians, our gas prices, our airport security, everything was impacted by that day and still is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eNG709-Tgxc/TmwHFkFTvMI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/AvmNH1liR6s/s1600/DSCN0621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eNG709-Tgxc/TmwHFkFTvMI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/AvmNH1liR6s/s640/DSCN0621.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows why these events happened. All of those people just going about their normal routines, not knowing that was their last day on Earth. It only reminds me that we never know when our day will come when we have to face God's judgement. &lt;br /&gt;Although I've had ten years to think about the impact of 9/11 on my life, I think about the impact those events would've had if I had been there and not made it out. Those events would've meant that I was entering eternity in heaven with my Savior. But if I hadn't known Jesus, those events would've meant an even more tragic day, because I would've spent eternity in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-45pelo9zQJM/TmwHL3cWv3I/AAAAAAAAAvU/_e0-tgUPNkU/s1600/DSCN0623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-45pelo9zQJM/TmwHL3cWv3I/AAAAAAAAAvU/_e0-tgUPNkU/s640/DSCN0623.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize this seems kind of morbid, but as you're watching the news this weekend and recapping that day's events, ask yourself: If that happened to me one morning at work, where would I spend eternity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the most asked question today might be "Where were you", maybe the most important question today is "Where would you be?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvq-QBuV5hk/TmwHSFYHJeI/AAAAAAAAAvY/8iUrbrRH3Go/s1600/DSCN0622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lvq-QBuV5hk/TmwHSFYHJeI/AAAAAAAAAvY/8iUrbrRH3Go/s640/DSCN0622.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that mostly my family reads this little blog of ours, but if you're a newbie and you can't answer the question "Where would you be", please don't hesitate to contact us, because we would love to show you how you can be sure where you will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the pictures scattered through this post are from my trip to NYC in March. You can see the new One World Trade building in mid-construction. Eventually it will be will be the tallest building in the US. You can also see the memorial plans for reflection pools where the old Trade Centers used to stand and a 3D model of how the surrounding area will look. There is also a picture of a mini Statue of Liberty, covered in memorabilia from 9/11.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-8460891057752700752?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/8460891057752700752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=8460891057752700752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/8460891057752700752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/8460891057752700752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/09/where-were-you.html' title='Where were you?'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xNTIlDiXMFs/TmwG3P4-EhI/AAAAAAAAAvI/sMjFH5KS1_g/s72-c/DSCN0614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-7202248269224362072</id><published>2011-09-09T06:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T06:00:05.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Around Pittsburgh</title><content type='html'>First of all, I never knew Pittsburgh ended in "h" until I tried to find it on Google maps. The things you learn while travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. I just downloaded all the pictures for this post and there are a ton. So I'll try to keep the captions short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop: University of Pittsburgh. We basically just followed the road to the tallest building we could see and ended up on campus. Right in the heart of Pittsburgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tHa9VYupQgo/TmVOxQfGsiI/AAAAAAAAAbk/iBhL0t-I580/s1600/DSCN2024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tHa9VYupQgo/TmVOxQfGsiI/AAAAAAAAAbk/iBhL0t-I580/s640/DSCN2024.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church on campus. St. Someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WJmfdYY44Vg/TmVO_TLeRmI/AAAAAAAAAbs/yud9FSqcoCQ/s1600/DSCN2026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WJmfdYY44Vg/TmVO_TLeRmI/AAAAAAAAAbs/yud9FSqcoCQ/s640/DSCN2026.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The largest learning center in the world except one in Moscow. Incredible views from the top. Another way we planned our trip. What did we see that we wanted to visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KascB8AqEbk/TmVPHDrxD1I/AAAAAAAAAbw/6GuQ2VNTN-M/s1600/DSCN2027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KascB8AqEbk/TmVPHDrxD1I/AAAAAAAAAbw/6GuQ2VNTN-M/s640/DSCN2027.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Doors to the church. Everyone seemed to stare at Kyler's IU shirt.&amp;nbsp;I guess he wasn't thinking where he would be when he got dressed at 3 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PWPHql15dhI/TmVPVyMXvUI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Z4jaE-FoRO4/s1600/DSCN2029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PWPHql15dhI/TmVPVyMXvUI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Z4jaE-FoRO4/s640/DSCN2029.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church from the other side of the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-afz4skmAocA/TmVPc3RFmGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/YYqPbvjNGBs/s1600/DSCN2030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-afz4skmAocA/TmVPc3RFmGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/YYqPbvjNGBs/s640/DSCN2030.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Hogwart's&lt;/strike&gt;. The inside of the learning center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_xiCQdHPtk/TmVPi3ur_CI/AAAAAAAAAcA/soq-TylbOs4/s1600/DSCN2031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_xiCQdHPtk/TmVPi3ur_CI/AAAAAAAAAcA/soq-TylbOs4/s640/DSCN2031.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gigantic fireplace. Kyler could've totally stood inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMVqFmE6L6M/TmVPrLpEFEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/V6b5f0YOLt8/s1600/DSCN2034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LMVqFmE6L6M/TmVPrLpEFEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/V6b5f0YOLt8/s640/DSCN2034.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attempt at perspective to show how huge that fireplace was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0B2ftFp1McM/TmVPy23RoyI/AAAAAAAAAcI/wlVbVO-oikA/s1600/DSCN2033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0B2ftFp1McM/TmVPy23RoyI/AAAAAAAAAcI/wlVbVO-oikA/s640/DSCN2033.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Going up this stairwell we'd say things like, "To the dungeon" or "Off to slay the dragon". We thought we were so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UYjwY_4H4SI/TmVP50B-aWI/AAAAAAAAAcM/tmjtH4SoI4o/s1600/DSCN2035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UYjwY_4H4SI/TmVP50B-aWI/AAAAAAAAAcM/tmjtH4SoI4o/s640/DSCN2035.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puuuuuuuuullll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3BErgJGyZM/TmVQCFg7bdI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Tm4unN6cHAs/s1600/DSCN2036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3BErgJGyZM/TmVQCFg7bdI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Tm4unN6cHAs/s640/DSCN2036.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puuuuuuuuuuuuuush! We did some calisthenics along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Stdr1442XTY/TmVQIVwmdBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/AN79X1uxHB8/s1600/DSCN2038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Stdr1442XTY/TmVQIVwmdBI/AAAAAAAAAcU/AN79X1uxHB8/s640/DSCN2038.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of this little guy because he made me feel like I was back in Bloomington, on campus again. And when Kyler saw that I'd stopped to snap his photo he said something like, "What you've never seen a squirrel before?" I guess it was a little silly of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IJe-MFFZhMA/TmVQOghOEDI/AAAAAAAAAcY/hh1lU-AfQCo/s1600/DSCN2039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IJe-MFFZhMA/TmVQOghOEDI/AAAAAAAAAcY/hh1lU-AfQCo/s640/DSCN2039.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the street from campus was the Carnegie Natural History Museum. Apparently Mr. Carnegie bought dinosaur fossils and housed them here at his museum. These painted dinosaurs are all over town...this was the first one I saw before I knew the story behind the town, the Carnegies, and dinosaurs. I was a little confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BERVoYSSaY/TmVQUE_p6AI/AAAAAAAAAcc/-BkKC38KuyM/s1600/DSCN2041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1BERVoYSSaY/TmVQUE_p6AI/AAAAAAAAAcc/-BkKC38KuyM/s640/DSCN2041.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the front of the Carnegie Art Museum. Those statues on the front are the famous composer Bach and astronomer Galileo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDWeAGaZvPI/TmVQaIZZQiI/AAAAAAAAAcg/z0UFv3_0Mbs/s1600/DSCN2043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jDWeAGaZvPI/TmVQaIZZQiI/AAAAAAAAAcg/z0UFv3_0Mbs/s640/DSCN2043.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tF70BLKb_J8/TmVQgOsMMUI/AAAAAAAAAck/a5WwA05hG3k/s1600/DSCN2044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tF70BLKb_J8/TmVQgOsMMUI/AAAAAAAAAck/a5WwA05hG3k/s640/DSCN2044.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fancy history explanation sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dv-7wK9Mxgc/TmVQmD0czLI/AAAAAAAAAco/XE4zFS3nwnY/s1600/DSCN2045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dv-7wK9Mxgc/TmVQmD0czLI/AAAAAAAAAco/XE4zFS3nwnY/s640/DSCN2045.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funny little fountain. It was so hot that day, I could've jumped in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c726H0Rific/TmVQsepkfJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/7a1Lu1gUxCg/s1600/DSCN2046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c726H0Rific/TmVQsepkfJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/7a1Lu1gUxCg/s640/DSCN2046.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler, what are you zooming in on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-13CLrxwlXfo/TmVQypX4_pI/AAAAAAAAAcw/TPMNaURenmY/s1600/DSCN2047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-13CLrxwlXfo/TmVQypX4_pI/AAAAAAAAAcw/TPMNaURenmY/s640/DSCN2047.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testing my chamelion-like camoflauge. Results: Needs work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vjQ3sbAiII/TmVQ4xrusQI/AAAAAAAAAc0/QbKMrZQ4bbY/s1600/DSCN2048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vjQ3sbAiII/TmVQ4xrusQI/AAAAAAAAAc0/QbKMrZQ4bbY/s640/DSCN2048.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to locate the students on this campus, we crossed over this bridge on which many locks were locked. Again, no students, but lots of locks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SQ6HpbPsbQ0/TmVQ-3MMIlI/AAAAAAAAAc4/dsUIUsk-BaE/s1600/DSCN2050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SQ6HpbPsbQ0/TmVQ-3MMIlI/AAAAAAAAAc4/dsUIUsk-BaE/s640/DSCN2050.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A statue of...Christopher Columbus? Pretty sure he's not from Pittsburgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YqW08mWFXY/TmVRLgMvzOI/AAAAAAAAAdA/vYwoUraapXU/s1600/DSCN2053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6YqW08mWFXY/TmVRLgMvzOI/AAAAAAAAAdA/vYwoUraapXU/s640/DSCN2053.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ventured into a beautiful arts garden, but the inside tour cost money, which we were trying to avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmd9ETsoE2Y/TmVRFCd79kI/AAAAAAAAAc8/fpNamOkbh5s/s1600/DSCN2051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hmd9ETsoE2Y/TmVRFCd79kI/AAAAAAAAAc8/fpNamOkbh5s/s640/DSCN2051.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But outside, there was a wedding being set up. What a beautiful garden for a wedding. Though I'm glad it didn't rain for this bride, I did feel sorry for everyone involved because it was at least 100 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3fnyJ5NYpSQ/TmVRRm5RaDI/AAAAAAAAAdE/-SsRZDNh0ek/s1600/DSCN2057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3fnyJ5NYpSQ/TmVRRm5RaDI/AAAAAAAAAdE/-SsRZDNh0ek/s640/DSCN2057.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few &lt;strike&gt;miles&lt;/strike&gt; minutes later, we found ourselves practically engaged in a football game for Carnegie Mellon. Poor guys, I felt even sorrier for them playing in that weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjSBZ8jKYGs/TmVRXrwDZuI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Ge7Wu-kRr9U/s1600/DSCN2058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjSBZ8jKYGs/TmVRXrwDZuI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Ge7Wu-kRr9U/s640/DSCN2058.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we turned the corner from the football field, this sight threw us both for a loop. This was one strange sculpture in the heart of campus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NZs99zW_Gd0/TmVRp4u2nmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/3LpFTDWkAEc/s1600/DSCN2063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NZs99zW_Gd0/TmVRp4u2nmI/AAAAAAAAAdU/3LpFTDWkAEc/s640/DSCN2063.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I was near death and begged Kyler for a drink of water. BEGGED! It was well past noon, and we'd had neither food nor water since breakfast around 7ish that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CxGtrXxQIYA/TmVRdsGPPVI/AAAAAAAAAdM/CTGrvyFsaDo/s1600/DSCN2061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CxGtrXxQIYA/TmVRdsGPPVI/AAAAAAAAAdM/CTGrvyFsaDo/s640/DSCN2061.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dragging me another couple of miles, Kyler delivered. At Joe Mama's, I set the record for putting down three glasses of water in 32 seconds...or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2zIGQ7o4Sk/TmVRjo5gfiI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/azzfX0IFf3U/s1600/DSCN2060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M2zIGQ7o4Sk/TmVRjo5gfiI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/azzfX0IFf3U/s640/DSCN2060.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kyler set the record for 'Quickest to spill glass of water.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From lunch, we headed &lt;em&gt;downtown&lt;/em&gt; downtown Pittsburgh to check into our hotel. And we napped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8SNCOxdtPH4/TmVRvzqNVWI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zxfTTyCfYag/s1600/DSCN2065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8SNCOxdtPH4/TmVRvzqNVWI/AAAAAAAAAdY/zxfTTyCfYag/s640/DSCN2065.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed out to explore some more. This time on the other side of the bridges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mGugQoTnR-c/TmVR2icCrVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6L9wStrwpjg/s1600/DSCN2069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mGugQoTnR-c/TmVR2icCrVI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6L9wStrwpjg/s640/DSCN2069.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stumbled upon a park, Ft. Pitt Park, where the French used to have a fort to guard the intersection of the three rivers. Upon seeing the English arrive, they destroyed their own fort (not sure about that one), and later the English established a larger (of course) fort, Fort Pitt. And that is how Pittsburgh got its name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMECvTkoakg/TmVR8tX9xjI/AAAAAAAAAdg/7iAhY_wHr8g/s1600/DSCN2071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PMECvTkoakg/TmVR8tX9xjI/AAAAAAAAAdg/7iAhY_wHr8g/s640/DSCN2071.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only remaining building from Fort Pitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zo87vOQwlO8/TmVSEKS2z7I/AAAAAAAAAdk/ZeWInjuAXf0/s1600/DSCN2072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zo87vOQwlO8/TmVSEKS2z7I/AAAAAAAAAdk/ZeWInjuAXf0/s640/DSCN2072.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently U. of Pittsburgh shares the Steelers' stadium for their football games. We sat across the river and could hear the crowd cheer. Wouldn't it be cool if IU would share the Colts' stadium? Maybe then I could see a game at Lucas Oil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cfAYDTwZdw/TmVSJzhSIuI/AAAAAAAAAdo/pyiUYm7B4Uw/s1600/DSCN2073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cfAYDTwZdw/TmVSJzhSIuI/AAAAAAAAAdo/pyiUYm7B4Uw/s640/DSCN2073.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun began its descent, and we realized we were hungry yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6WTfxxkY8u8/TmVSV3TZWOI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7X50YKk752U/s1600/DSCN2076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6WTfxxkY8u8/TmVSV3TZWOI/AAAAAAAAAdw/7X50YKk752U/s640/DSCN2076.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at a little hole-in-the-wall restaurant. And this is what I get when I tell Kyler I want a picture of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jyqWGLYBdIc/TmVSPi657uI/AAAAAAAAAds/hYB6-UQsknA/s1600/DSCN2075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jyqWGLYBdIc/TmVSPi657uI/AAAAAAAAAds/hYB6-UQsknA/s640/DSCN2075.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kyler's favorite building from the entire trip. I dubbed it the Batman Building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OD-rMT6X70g/TmVSbe1CygI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Al1aKC0iJJw/s1600/DSCN2077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OD-rMT6X70g/TmVSbe1CygI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Al1aKC0iJJw/s640/DSCN2077.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we checked-in for the night. This is our hotel, the Omni Penn Hotel. Very lush, dontcha think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3LVji8x5YeM/TmVSh3CMLWI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3dKcFkCpgOA/s1600/DSCN2079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3LVji8x5YeM/TmVSh3CMLWI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3dKcFkCpgOA/s640/DSCN2079.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, this is the face I get when I try to take his picture. Boys....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we slept from the moment our heads hit the pillow until 9am the next morning. &lt;br /&gt;Early morning departure + 109 degree day + Walking miles upon miles = Pooped Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet they don't teach you that equation in school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-7202248269224362072?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/7202248269224362072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=7202248269224362072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/7202248269224362072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/7202248269224362072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/09/walking-around-pittsburgh.html' title='Walking Around Pittsburgh'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tHa9VYupQgo/TmVOxQfGsiI/AAAAAAAAAbk/iBhL0t-I580/s72-c/DSCN2024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-3426764819303392288</id><published>2011-09-08T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T06:00:12.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Washington, Pennsylvania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Early Saturday morning, we hit the road for Pittsburgh. Why did we go to Pittsburgh, you ask? Because we can. Because we're married now and can make plans with no one knowing until after the fact. Tee hee. Newlyweds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aOFQ3yNa7mg/TmVDHZtRWOI/AAAAAAAAAtM/3xh_3BkSttE/s1600/DSCN2001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aOFQ3yNa7mg/TmVDHZtRWOI/AAAAAAAAAtM/3xh_3BkSttE/s640/DSCN2001.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I was a great travel buddy. I lay perfectly quiet like this for about six hours. I don't know what more you would want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AqNohUXi2HE/TmVDPG_gbqI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/p6XaeaDUupA/s1600/DSCN2003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AqNohUXi2HE/TmVDPG_gbqI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/p6XaeaDUupA/s640/DSCN2003.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Columbus around 3:30 am, so Kyler snapped this picture of the sunrise. Needless to say, I missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UUNxqsn-3Og/TmVDYTLoTOI/AAAAAAAAAtU/B1JvHKJA-vU/s1600/DSCN2006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UUNxqsn-3Og/TmVDYTLoTOI/AAAAAAAAAtU/B1JvHKJA-vU/s640/DSCN2006.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the morning was extremely foggy, I tried to capture the scene upon entering Pittsburgh. There were a tons of bridges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop of the day was Mt. Washington. It was a ritzy little neighborhood, nestled high into the hills and overlooking the entire city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGGLQrLOcsw/TmVEnYXrbSI/AAAAAAAAAt4/npvVLPq2nl0/s1600/DSCN2023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rGGLQrLOcsw/TmVEnYXrbSI/AAAAAAAAAt4/npvVLPq2nl0/s640/DSCN2023.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some cute little overlooks. I snapped this picture just for Kristoffer, since I now know how much he likes heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFf7U41WIMA/TmVKNaUg1uI/AAAAAAAAAbA/_Xl2qEcdvHI/s1600/DSCN2016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mFf7U41WIMA/TmVKNaUg1uI/AAAAAAAAAbA/_Xl2qEcdvHI/s640/DSCN2016.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of the city wasn't so impressive since it was still laden with fog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aBRBH3gmFUU/TmVKZ9gvpQI/AAAAAAAAAbI/NxCKGU9lZ5A/s1600/DSCN2012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aBRBH3gmFUU/TmVKZ9gvpQI/AAAAAAAAAbI/NxCKGU9lZ5A/s640/DSCN2012.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we were able to point out major attractions, like Heinz Stadium where the Steelers play. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UPHjc-sRPXg/TmVKT-szmLI/AAAAAAAAAbE/gnaQPen5UhY/s1600/DSCN2013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UPHjc-sRPXg/TmVKT-szmLI/AAAAAAAAAbE/gnaQPen5UhY/s640/DSCN2013.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along the lookout walks, the streets were lined with gorgeous homes. I pointed out a few that I wouldn't mind living in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vbMuA5hwdNs/TmVKl2jq-LI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZpVRmhyUxIA/s1600/DSCN2018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vbMuA5hwdNs/TmVKl2jq-LI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ZpVRmhyUxIA/s640/DSCN2018.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was just finishing up construction. I love the arched doorways and carpenter-style doors&amp;nbsp; - both garage and entryway. And in the upstairs window, we could see a gigantic chandelier. I want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cSuciJWFZWs/TmVKyFcbDnI/AAAAAAAAAbY/inG0Rng1MYM/s1600/DSCN2015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cSuciJWFZWs/TmVKyFcbDnI/AAAAAAAAAbY/inG0Rng1MYM/s640/DSCN2015.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an old home that has obviously been restored, painted brick and such. But it had the best landscaping, no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-goPFa9qF3Oo/TmVKr1NoX4I/AAAAAAAAAbU/E6Y2pHDMsjQ/s1600/DSCN2021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-goPFa9qF3Oo/TmVKr1NoX4I/AAAAAAAAAbU/E6Y2pHDMsjQ/s640/DSCN2021.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one in the middle may have been my favorite. Modest in size. Full of character. Lots of texture mixed in the different exterior choices. Maybe too many bushes to trim though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though not very big,&amp;nbsp;this town even had its own library...where they kindly let us use their bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0q-pAZ5v0M/TmVK3qYx8gI/AAAAAAAAAbc/2YoXPBSniyg/s1600/DSCN2022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0q-pAZ5v0M/TmVK3qYx8gI/AAAAAAAAAbc/2YoXPBSniyg/s640/DSCN2022.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another old&amp;nbsp; building, back from the mining days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pdsQqfDQTv0/TmVKgIFuE8I/AAAAAAAAAbM/nztm_v0XCiw/s1600/DSCN2019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pdsQqfDQTv0/TmVKgIFuE8I/AAAAAAAAAbM/nztm_v0XCiw/s640/DSCN2019.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the library was old, but probably not old enough to be from the 1700s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Efani2VOtUE/TmVK9e1VaPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/1sHYPxvGxRo/s1600/DSCN2020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Efani2VOtUE/TmVK9e1VaPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/1sHYPxvGxRo/s640/DSCN2020.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't spend too much time on Mt. Washington, but we did get a nice view of the city and could pick out a few&amp;nbsp;places of interest to visit during the rest of our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll share more about those places later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-3426764819303392288?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/3426764819303392288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=3426764819303392288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3426764819303392288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3426764819303392288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/09/mt-washington-pennsylvania.html' title='Mt. Washington, Pennsylvania'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aOFQ3yNa7mg/TmVDHZtRWOI/AAAAAAAAAtM/3xh_3BkSttE/s72-c/DSCN2001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-886711900836701882</id><published>2011-09-06T06:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T06:00:01.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back...</title><content type='html'>...from our blogging break and from our weekend getaway to Pittsburgh!&lt;br /&gt;My, my, my! So much has happened that I don't even know where to begin! I guess I'll start with the most exciting (for me anway)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a new car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hs4SCFq6y6k/TmU6rR4W9_I/AAAAAAAAAtA/AN5PZSpJNZg/s1600/DSCN2105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hs4SCFq6y6k/TmU6rR4W9_I/AAAAAAAAAtA/AN5PZSpJNZg/s640/DSCN2105.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to say things like, "Atta girl, Sally," when we climb a big hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or,&amp;nbsp; "Ride, Sally, ride," when we're cruising along the interstate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, "Mustang Sally!" when&amp;nbsp; Kyler's driving and the cruise kicks it up a notch and the motor revs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we get into the car, I like to tell her how nice she looks. And I'll say to Kyler, "Kyler, isn't she beautiful?"&lt;br /&gt;It's a little silly, I know, but sometimes we just get tickled about the fact that we had to give our car a nickname before we could finish registering the car. Now THAT'S silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7azdm9cjYCM/TmU6zTqYgaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/zo0KQUyq6Oo/s1600/DSCN2106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7azdm9cjYCM/TmU6zTqYgaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/zo0KQUyq6Oo/s640/DSCN2106.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd been looking at cars for a long time. My old, '96 Grand Am was having problems starting in the mornings, and Mom wasn't happy when it took us about five minutes to get it running the morning of our move. Dad called the next day and after talking to Jeff the mechanic, the problem was the fuel pump/valve/something and usually only lasted about 2 weeks. Oh, this problem had been going on for about a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day, this little lady joined our household: Sally, our 2012 Ford Fusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MFFzxbBKVco/TmU67KpnlAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/-QrJwslm04Q/s1600/DSCN2107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MFFzxbBKVco/TmU67KpnlAI/AAAAAAAAAtI/-QrJwslm04Q/s640/DSCN2107.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's a natural &lt;strike&gt;Gray&lt;/strike&gt; Grey. And we broke her in this weekend, with our trip to Pittsburgh. Such a comfy new ride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-886711900836701882?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/886711900836701882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=886711900836701882&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/886711900836701882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/886711900836701882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/09/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back...'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hs4SCFq6y6k/TmU6rR4W9_I/AAAAAAAAAtA/AN5PZSpJNZg/s72-c/DSCN2105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-8261585656675218994</id><published>2011-08-19T06:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T06:47:44.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grays Visit the Grays</title><content type='html'>In case that last post was just too personal, here's one a little less nitty gritty on the details. Nope, no underoos in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had company this past Saturday, and we had a full day of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the youngest (and oldest and those in between) had their afternoon naps and some lunch, we were ready for our activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, visiting the rooftop of the (used to be) tallest building in Cincinnati. It's becoming our tradition. If you visit us, we will take you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1u5VDESJ5fI/TksEVDa7PBI/AAAAAAAAArk/Gn60Q6-AJe0/s1600/DSCN1946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1u5VDESJ5fI/TksEVDa7PBI/AAAAAAAAArk/Gn60Q6-AJe0/s640/DSCN1946.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people didn't enjoy it so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GM90vWXXYac/TksEbN4aqkI/AAAAAAAAAro/ro9bZebD0K8/s1600/DSCN1947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GM90vWXXYac/TksEbN4aqkI/AAAAAAAAAro/ro9bZebD0K8/s640/DSCN1947.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristoffer was a nervous wreck! He was found either holding on to the sides or casually strolling the center of the rooftop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dana enjoyed the view, and honestly, Kaden probably got better views than his restricted brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-aqa_DzaMs/TksEznP3YKI/AAAAAAAAAr0/dCtpcEFXGGI/s1600/DSCN1951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F-aqa_DzaMs/TksEznP3YKI/AAAAAAAAAr0/dCtpcEFXGGI/s640/DSCN1951.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fVKbI4JLD-k/TksIxmvSH_I/AAAAAAAAAsc/xYSQbUM1cZU/s1600/DSCN1950.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fVKbI4JLD-k/TksIxmvSH_I/AAAAAAAAAsc/xYSQbUM1cZU/s640/DSCN1950.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he was being careful, but we may have given him a hard time...down all 47 flights of stairs. Then we dropped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OJAnV4nVoUw/TksEj6SPfGI/AAAAAAAAArs/84TY3gpkrI0/s1600/DSCN1948.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OJAnV4nVoUw/TksEj6SPfGI/AAAAAAAAArs/84TY3gpkrI0/s640/DSCN1948.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a cute little family :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my birthday, Graeters (the best ice cream eva) sent me an email for a free sundae. Ok. You don't have to offer me free ice cream twice before I take you up on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5EHgjiM9owg/TksE5unqxDI/AAAAAAAAAr4/tDUCOyTia7g/s1600/DSCN1952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5EHgjiM9owg/TksE5unqxDI/AAAAAAAAAr4/tDUCOyTia7g/s640/DSCN1952.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karterman opted for the cookies. His mama said he doesn't care much for ice cream. That must run in the Tomaw side. Kyler and I eat ice cream every other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nH1ryPDyjzQ/TksFBBIJMxI/AAAAAAAAAr8/4Cxyyp_j89c/s1600/DSCN1953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nH1ryPDyjzQ/TksFBBIJMxI/AAAAAAAAAr8/4Cxyyp_j89c/s640/DSCN1953.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this kid might look like a Tomaw, but he eats like a Gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we just strolled on over to THE REDS GAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f5hY_kU_DBo/TksFIfVIB9I/AAAAAAAAAsA/5BvPfgu5198/s1600/DSCN1954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f5hY_kU_DBo/TksFIfVIB9I/AAAAAAAAAsA/5BvPfgu5198/s640/DSCN1954.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...where we had incredible seats in the third row of right field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gkm11XzdGwg/TksGJ-_427I/AAAAAAAAAsE/vwUqgikVZH8/s1600/DSCN1955.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gkm11XzdGwg/TksGJ-_427I/AAAAAAAAAsE/vwUqgikVZH8/s640/DSCN1955.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously fantastic seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZYr4nvId7I/TksGPnAu-II/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZqV1WnCc4aA/s1600/DSCN1957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZYr4nvId7I/TksGPnAu-II/AAAAAAAAAsI/ZqV1WnCc4aA/s640/DSCN1957.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new skyscraper hovering over the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by far the cutest companions next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0s6oTLkopVI/TksGV6mlY9I/AAAAAAAAAsM/vHcSRUmaIi0/s1600/DSCN1961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0s6oTLkopVI/TksGV6mlY9I/AAAAAAAAAsM/vHcSRUmaIi0/s640/DSCN1961.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and to my other side too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T7-hD_vsXDs/TksGdOHPtkI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/w4nf_o3Sa-E/s1600/DSCN1962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T7-hD_vsXDs/TksGdOHPtkI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/w4nf_o3Sa-E/s640/DSCN1962.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karter is at such a cute age. He loved everything about the game! The right fielder, star of the show Jay Bruce, was right in front of us. I may have taught Karter to yell "Bruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuce". And we made the countdown to the 7th inning stretch for him to sing his song "Take Me Out to the Ballgame!" He loved it. And then sang it five more times when the guy next to us said he did a good job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this was one of the best baseball games I've ever seen. I can't remember the score. [Yes, I can tell you the combination to my middle school locker but I forget the score to Saturday's game.] There were probably five home runs, if not more, by the 5th inning. AND! One of them went to the couple next to Kristoffer, who then gave the ball to Karter. He was SoOoOo happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yf_XKuLIVaA/TksGjPMS5fI/AAAAAAAAAsU/PnVX4yIbJTs/s1600/DSCN1968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yf_XKuLIVaA/TksGjPMS5fI/AAAAAAAAAsU/PnVX4yIbJTs/s640/DSCN1968.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of the boys did extremely well. Karter was by far more into the game than Kado. So Kyler spent the last couple of innings walking Kaden around and apparently letting him climb all over the show cars that Chevy had on hand. Whatever keeps him busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FwKANi019LM/TksGpeVyCUI/AAAAAAAAAsY/eXtfMb7xNF0/s1600/DSCN1970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FwKANi019LM/TksGpeVyCUI/AAAAAAAAAsY/eXtfMb7xNF0/s640/DSCN1970.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning, there was a slight fear of rain. So Kyler kept checking the radar on his new phone. Apparently that radar isn't the most accurate because according to it, we should've gotten rained on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we're so glad it didn't! We enjoyed the game so much, but it was probably the company that made it so sweet! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-8261585656675218994?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/8261585656675218994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=8261585656675218994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/8261585656675218994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/8261585656675218994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/08/grays-visit-grays.html' title='The Grays Visit the Grays'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1u5VDESJ5fI/TksEVDa7PBI/AAAAAAAAArk/Gn60Q6-AJe0/s72-c/DSCN1946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-5228419254675346559</id><published>2011-08-17T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T06:00:01.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're weird.</title><content type='html'>We're weird. That's what I've concluded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're too cheap to spend the extra $1.50 for another cycle in the dryer, but we'll upgrade our cell phones, buy a new dining room table, and book a trip to Pittsburgh in the same week. [More details to come regarding the Pittsburgh trip].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Underoo pictures below. If that bothers you, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DhsuZu8dFcM/Tkr_qf4DvQI/AAAAAAAAArU/-VD0iQx_YuI/s1600/DSCN1904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DhsuZu8dFcM/Tkr_qf4DvQI/AAAAAAAAArU/-VD0iQx_YuI/s640/DSCN1904.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;So we hang all the clothes from every door jam and knob we have in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zCD-Iy2Yuq0/Tkr_xcCpMoI/AAAAAAAAArY/hzhU2Z7pgPQ/s1600/DSCN1905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zCD-Iy2Yuq0/Tkr_xcCpMoI/AAAAAAAAArY/hzhU2Z7pgPQ/s640/DSCN1905.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew we'd be so lucky to have three doors in the master bedroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w2rpyo_py7I/Tkr_24QHLkI/AAAAAAAAArc/_ROKTaX7a-Q/s1600/DSCN1906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w2rpyo_py7I/Tkr_24QHLkI/AAAAAAAAArc/_ROKTaX7a-Q/s640/DSCN1906.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and that we'd still run out of knobs, leaving me to resort to hanging shorts from the dresser pulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VQaHLwKTRY/Tkr_9Es6TCI/AAAAAAAAArg/UrSSYnACR5s/s1600/DSCN1908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8VQaHLwKTRY/Tkr_9Es6TCI/AAAAAAAAArg/UrSSYnACR5s/s640/DSCN1908.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who knew we'd be so lucky to have the aforementioned dining room chairs' boxes hanging around in our spare bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who knew it'd take three whole days for those socks to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dry they finally did, as stiff as the cardboard itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-5228419254675346559?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/5228419254675346559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=5228419254675346559&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/5228419254675346559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/5228419254675346559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/08/were-weird.html' title='We&apos;re weird.'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DhsuZu8dFcM/Tkr_qf4DvQI/AAAAAAAAArU/-VD0iQx_YuI/s72-c/DSCN1904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-877386100506411011</id><published>2011-08-15T06:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T06:00:04.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't get it...</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks before my birthday, Kyler took me shopping for my birthday present: a new dining room table! Eek! I am so excited for it to get here. But on my real birthday, he gave me this little card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp-8RCvwZ1w/TkhLCpAVh9I/AAAAAAAAArI/IfhRM9SWHZs/s1600/DSCN1982.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp-8RCvwZ1w/TkhLCpAVh9I/AAAAAAAAArI/IfhRM9SWHZs/s640/DSCN1982.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Isn't that sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nmyWoMjsPY4/TkhK8jeLPtI/AAAAAAAAArE/uogjCC5kts0/s1600/DSCN1983.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nmyWoMjsPY4/TkhK8jeLPtI/AAAAAAAAArE/uogjCC5kts0/s640/DSCN1983.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I only have one pair of black flip flops that I wear everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z00fvQrfbNE/TkhJ-sd1jTI/AAAAAAAAAqg/0AOzLcnPlzw/s1600/DSCN1974.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z00fvQrfbNE/TkhJ-sd1jTI/AAAAAAAAAqg/0AOzLcnPlzw/s640/DSCN1974.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I mean, I also have this pair that I got in Minnesota when my only pair of shoes&amp;nbsp; I took on vacation ``broke midstride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MLPZEtE4iGE/TkhKFAEtNNI/AAAAAAAAAqk/YhX3B-e6D5s/s1600/DSCN1975.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MLPZEtE4iGE/TkhKFAEtNNI/AAAAAAAAAqk/YhX3B-e6D5s/s640/DSCN1975.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wear them when I want to look sporty :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And I only have one pair of black flats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HuuuCANO-KY/TkhKLLcPpMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/c_hE6an_pw4/s1600/DSCN1976.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HuuuCANO-KY/TkhKLLcPpMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/c_hE6an_pw4/s640/DSCN1976.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;These were my first flats ever, and I'm pretty sure they covered every inch of the IU campus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then I have these. They are not flats but more like real shoes. Thicker sole, more covering. You can't wear these with skinny jeans like the flats. Unless you do, then that's fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_qSuQvl-GHU/TkhKRFSwulI/AAAAAAAAAqs/sF4B8IrhgaQ/s1600/DSCN1977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_qSuQvl-GHU/TkhKRFSwulI/AAAAAAAAAqs/sF4B8IrhgaQ/s640/DSCN1977.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love my TOMS, and I needed them because my flats' soles were about a thick as a piece of cardstock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then I have these dress shoes that I wear to work every other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8G3g0KqgG7I/TkhKYFfWDcI/AAAAAAAAAqw/HD4qgE7uW3s/s1600/DSCN1978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8G3g0KqgG7I/TkhKYFfWDcI/AAAAAAAAAqw/HD4qgE7uW3s/s640/DSCN1978.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't they just say "work shoes" to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I also have these dress shoes. They're more of a dressy dress shoe. Not one that I wear to work but out on dates...if I ever went on dates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sOFC2KKJi2c/TkhKeJf1rSI/AAAAAAAAAq0/FPu47AB-2FA/s1600/DSCN1979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sOFC2KKJi2c/TkhKeJf1rSI/AAAAAAAAAq0/FPu47AB-2FA/s640/DSCN1979.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got them for Kyle and Jamie's wedding. Surely I've worn them other times too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah, and I just bought these dressy black shoes. They're more like daytime date shoes, unlike the above nighttime date shoes. Amen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJJrMoDqtvQ/TkhKmS3NWFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/B5_zyhKWdco/s1600/DSCN1980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJJrMoDqtvQ/TkhKmS3NWFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/B5_zyhKWdco/s640/DSCN1980.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The week before my wedding, I still hadn't decided on shoes. We went to many shoes stores that week, and I always seemed to come out with shoes but none for the wedding. This pair was one of those pairs. And Kate Middleton wears espadrilles so I thought I needed a pair too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And finally, I have this pair of black boots. Hmm...I was just looking at black boots online today. But not cozy black boots. I was looking at dressy black boots. You know...they're not the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oxNAxf0x_kg/TkhKwfL7mYI/AAAAAAAAAq8/zWc-i2uotNg/s1600/DSCN1981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oxNAxf0x_kg/TkhKwfL7mYI/AAAAAAAAAq8/zWc-i2uotNg/s640/DSCN1981.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My first/only pair of UGGS. So warm and cozy and reminding me of winter. Bleh. That's enough about them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nmyWoMjsPY4/TkhK8jeLPtI/AAAAAAAAArE/uogjCC5kts0/s1600/DSCN1983.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nmyWoMjsPY4/TkhK8jeLPtI/AAAAAAAAArE/uogjCC5kts0/s640/DSCN1983.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No. Still don't get it. He must've of got it because it says "honey" on front. You know, because when you get married, that's what you start calling each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yeah...that must be it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-877386100506411011?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/877386100506411011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=877386100506411011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/877386100506411011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/877386100506411011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-dont-get-it.html' title='I don&apos;t get it...'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cp-8RCvwZ1w/TkhLCpAVh9I/AAAAAAAAArI/IfhRM9SWHZs/s72-c/DSCN1982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-2953613390844342752</id><published>2011-08-12T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T06:00:04.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A couple of weekends ago, Kyler and I sat around trying to think of things to do. We talked about going hiking again, but it was blazing hot outside. We talked about laying by our community pool, but it's so packed on the hot days, especially on the weekend. And then Kyler was saying something about needing a project. And I said, "You mean like an art project?" And the he-said, she-said went on until we decided that we would make some artwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely out of the blue, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we found the closest Hobby Lobby, and then mapped out a scenic route...because we love driving around new parts of Ohio. Well, new parts to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once we got to our destination, we had to stop for a bite to eat at Taco Bell, which shared a parking lot with an antique store. So we ventured in there, and everything was priced like the people knew they actually had something of value. No lucking into&amp;nbsp;a family trying to clean out an attic...bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;strike&gt;forever&lt;/strike&gt; milling around HobLob and selecting our perfect combination of canvases and paint, and a quick grocery stop at Kroger, we were back at home with our projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QA2RSD1ut3U/TjdaA6GZ_eI/AAAAAAAAApo/BI5bSlExTzg/s1600/DSCN1874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QA2RSD1ut3U/TjdaA6GZ_eI/AAAAAAAAApo/BI5bSlExTzg/s640/DSCN1874.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We really lucked out that there was a canvas sale going on. All of them were 40% off, and we even found a couple of 2-packs that were the same price as buying a single. Needless to say, we came home with more than our goal of two canvases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9c6ZDIMrhxk/TjdaIX-CkAI/AAAAAAAAAps/kHOslfst6WQ/s1600/DSCN1875.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9c6ZDIMrhxk/TjdaIX-CkAI/AAAAAAAAAps/kHOslfst6WQ/s640/DSCN1875.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had envisioned a nice chevron print with our initial on it and had just finished drawing out the lines when my parents called and said they were in Cincinnati. So we hit pause and visited with them before they made it the rest of the way home from visiting family in Kentucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Uyta00bNSE/Tjdaa6onGfI/AAAAAAAAAp0/-DUE4PE7Eyc/s1600/DSCN1879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Uyta00bNSE/Tjdaa6onGfI/AAAAAAAAAp0/-DUE4PE7Eyc/s640/DSCN1879.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Kyler was going in a completely different direction. He wanted abstract full of bright colors. That's not really my style, but he kept saying that he could make his the way he wanted and I could make mine the way I wanted. [Yes, that's right. But I get to choose where they hang. And I told him his would look just lovely in the closet.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R9mEhjcE-u0/TjdajeCM2sI/AAAAAAAAAp4/iViC1kkdx2Y/s1600/DSCN1880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R9mEhjcE-u0/TjdajeCM2sI/AAAAAAAAAp4/iViC1kkdx2Y/s640/DSCN1880.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This impatient guy had about 4 coats of each color on by the time I finished coating my canvas once. I wanted mine to hang in the bedroom, so I mixed the perfect teal color to match our bedding...and then I ran out. So I mixed some more, and it matched perfectly. And then I ran out...third time wasn't as charming and I didn't mix as well. So plan B was to use just the blueish green on the whole canvas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vrOKYq4Y80A/TjdapTBLSsI/AAAAAAAAAp8/YL61iSCe5sQ/s1600/DSCN1881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vrOKYq4Y80A/TjdapTBLSsI/AAAAAAAAAp8/YL61iSCe5sQ/s640/DSCN1881.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kyler, already having taken the tape off and putting on more coats. Me, letting my blue coat dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ro0b9M89E-4/Tjda6z0C_PI/AAAAAAAAAqE/m1oUl3-07KU/s1600/DSCN1888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ro0b9M89E-4/Tjda6z0C_PI/AAAAAAAAAqE/m1oUl3-07KU/s640/DSCN1888.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kyler's finished product. He put it on top of the fridge, and honestly it's not too distracting. We definitely need color in this place since all the walls are white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7Y-K3Tu25g/TjdbfcEP7kI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/-0gVKdi-vAE/s1600/DSCN1887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7Y-K3Tu25g/TjdbfcEP7kI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/-0gVKdi-vAE/s640/DSCN1887.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He's so proud. [Definitely not of my photography skills. Sorry about the horrible lighting.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3LHNrMQTvz4/Tjdf08iWpwI/AAAAAAAAAqU/8rA2D7GZw9Y/s1600/DSCN1893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3LHNrMQTvz4/Tjdf08iWpwI/AAAAAAAAAqU/8rA2D7GZw9Y/s640/DSCN1893.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My finished product, after Kyler stepped on it. Luckily, no damage was done. But we're not hanging anything on the walls because we move out at the end of August and don't want to fill any holes in the wall. So, for now it's propped up by the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I got the hankering to go ahead and paint some more. The first canvas was just me freestyling, but this next set of canvases, I've known what&amp;nbsp;I wanted to do for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j1_89CJ5D-c/Tjdf61yTUJI/AAAAAAAAAqY/2pX0Kt8MHVE/s1600/DSCN1891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j1_89CJ5D-c/Tjdf61yTUJI/AAAAAAAAAqY/2pX0Kt8MHVE/s640/DSCN1891.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Three 8x10 canvases that match our bath towels to a "T".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJQ-LMH-KXk/TjdbN8b_BpI/AAAAAAAAAqM/rCTAaC7r_yE/s1600/DSCN1894.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJQ-LMH-KXk/TjdbN8b_BpI/AAAAAAAAAqM/rCTAaC7r_yE/s640/DSCN1894.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And bird silhouettes! I freehanded the bird on the right, but as I was looking for some other birds online, I found a template that included the bird on the left and the owl. Kyler loved the owl, and since he usually lets me do whatever I want but for once he said he would prefer the owl over another bird, I included the owl. And now he's my favorite part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally, I wanted to paint them all sitting on a continuous branch so it looks like the branch spans the gaps between the canvases. But since I don't know what our future bathroom will be like (aka if they'll hang vertically or horizontally), I decided to hold off on the branch. Regardless, I love these three little paintings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was our incredibly exciting weekend project!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-2953613390844342752?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/2953613390844342752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=2953613390844342752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2953613390844342752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2953613390844342752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/08/couple-of-weekends-ago-kyler-and-i-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QA2RSD1ut3U/TjdaA6GZ_eI/AAAAAAAAApo/BI5bSlExTzg/s72-c/DSCN1874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-6611792678860016107</id><published>2011-08-10T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T06:00:08.378-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let there be light.</title><content type='html'>Along with our last electric bill, Duke Energy sent us an offer for free CFL (we think) lights. We had the option of ordering six or fifteen. So we took a head count and ordered the set of fifteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PIJlenxyAd8/TjQNG5BB3xI/AAAAAAAAApY/UZGhWPJqph0/s1600/DSCN1866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PIJlenxyAd8/TjQNG5BB3xI/AAAAAAAAApY/UZGhWPJqph0/s640/DSCN1866.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then one day&amp;nbsp;I came home from work and this box was sitting outside our door. I got busy fixing supper, and when Kyler got home he declared his intentions of switching out all our bulbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pw_pwZ7h_Zg/TjQNXfeA6-I/AAAAAAAAApg/4kMyrHjLU0g/s1600/DSCN1869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pw_pwZ7h_Zg/TjQNXfeA6-I/AAAAAAAAApg/4kMyrHjLU0g/s640/DSCN1869.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nluM12I0-7s/TjQNlSU54eI/AAAAAAAAApk/5UUhgohmRO4/s1600/DSCN1870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nluM12I0-7s/TjQNlSU54eI/AAAAAAAAApk/5UUhgohmRO4/s640/DSCN1870.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yeow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll let you know if we save a gazillion dollars on our next energy statement. In the meantime, we're enjoying these bulbs because they give&amp;nbsp;off a cleaner light. As in, our old bulbs put off a more yellow, fake lighting. And these bulbs put off more white light. If that made any sense at all, good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else jumping on board the gravy train? Remember our &lt;a href="http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/07/painting-bathrooms-cleaning-house-and.html"&gt;free 3D movie tickets&lt;/a&gt;? Have you tried any energy-saving bulbs? Do you adhere to the wattage recommendation on your lamps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-6611792678860016107?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/6611792678860016107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=6611792678860016107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/6611792678860016107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/6611792678860016107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/08/let-there-be-light.html' title='Let there be light.'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PIJlenxyAd8/TjQNG5BB3xI/AAAAAAAAApY/UZGhWPJqph0/s72-c/DSCN1866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-2935060932687857832</id><published>2011-08-08T06:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T06:00:12.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooftop in Cincinnati</title><content type='html'>The same day that my family had come to visit and nearly witnessed the second flood, we also visited downtown Cincinnati...after we had wrung out our towels, changed into dry clothes, and covered every inch of our apartment with wet clothes to air dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler had been telling me about the tallest building in Cincinnati since his first week at P&amp;amp;G when they did a city scavenger hunt and the building was one of their destinations. We had tried a few times to get into it, but it was always closed. The weekend my family was in town though, we ran into some luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iFPzss8dDys/TjQGVdgIXFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/2YNC-oRPKng/s1600/DSCN1852.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iFPzss8dDys/TjQGVdgIXFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/2YNC-oRPKng/s640/DSCN1852.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was fascinated by all the things you could see from this high up. Check out that rooftop pool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nD4WW3znW60/TjQGdkwE5GI/AAAAAAAAAo8/LddZBfsuD10/s1600/DSCN1853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nD4WW3znW60/TjQGdkwE5GI/AAAAAAAAAo8/LddZBfsuD10/s640/DSCN1853.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's a bird. It's a plane. No, it's a blimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dcHrdMBr3jk/TjQGjq5dmeI/AAAAAAAAApA/3kCZdVbUJi0/s1600/DSCN1857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dcHrdMBr3jk/TjQGjq5dmeI/AAAAAAAAApA/3kCZdVbUJi0/s640/DSCN1857.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What happened to the Goodyear blimp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7MlG51ok1-8/TjQGplgrKvI/AAAAAAAAApE/EkMoQZci5eE/s1600/DSCN1855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7MlG51ok1-8/TjQGplgrKvI/AAAAAAAAApE/EkMoQZci5eE/s640/DSCN1855.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the aerial view of Fountain Square. We had just come from a restaurant on the square and passed that fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRZmDjZ8__E/TjQGv34vbhI/AAAAAAAAApI/SuBxf5SrXDE/s1600/DSCN1858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRZmDjZ8__E/TjQGv34vbhI/AAAAAAAAApI/SuBxf5SrXDE/s640/DSCN1858.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A Red's game was going on at the time. Too bad this mirrored building obstructed our view. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r-dmFOJcvQU/TjQG8aYlDaI/AAAAAAAAApQ/qu-6ReQ0t8Q/s1600/DSCN1864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r-dmFOJcvQU/TjQG8aYlDaI/AAAAAAAAApQ/qu-6ReQ0t8Q/s640/DSCN1864.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's the Bengal's stadium...um, let me go ask Kyler what it's called. Paul Brown Stadium. Fortunately, we won't be around Cincinnati during football season. We bleed blue for our Indianapolis Colts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YFRjQbS3b6I/TjQG17VIfsI/AAAAAAAAApM/NgX8TmP1d3g/s1600/DSCN1859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YFRjQbS3b6I/TjQG17VIfsI/AAAAAAAAApM/NgX8TmP1d3g/s640/DSCN1859.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love this bridge because it reminds me of New York. Apparently, according to Kyler, this is was the trial bridge before they built the Brooklyn Bridge in NYC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--xF8adx_Lac/TjQHCJLX5PI/AAAAAAAAApU/1AUs6bAa3c0/s1600/DSCN1856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--xF8adx_Lac/TjQHCJLX5PI/AAAAAAAAApU/1AUs6bAa3c0/s640/DSCN1856.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See that building straight ahead, with the funny headdress? That is now the tallest building in Cincinnati. The buliding we were on top of was the tallest since...a long time ago. But last fall, they finished construction on this new skyscraper. It's like they just added that weird structure on top so they could be the tallest building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the 360-degree aerial tour of Cincinnati. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was blazing hot that day, and so humid from the morning rain. We &lt;strike&gt;walked down all 49 flights of stairs &lt;/strike&gt;took the elevator down to the street and went off to find some ice cream...which is another story for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news: Tomorrow is my birthday. If I had been born today, my birthday would've been 8/8/88. What was my mother thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any blimp stories out there (I know of at least one)?&amp;nbsp;Anyone scared of heights?...maybe I should've asked that before showing you these pictures. Anyone with cool birthdates?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-2935060932687857832?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/2935060932687857832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=2935060932687857832&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2935060932687857832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2935060932687857832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/08/rooftop-in-cincinnati.html' title='Rooftop in Cincinnati'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iFPzss8dDys/TjQGVdgIXFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/2YNC-oRPKng/s72-c/DSCN1852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-4628333005963116041</id><published>2011-08-05T06:00:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T06:00:02.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of the Drought</title><content type='html'>Last weekend my parents came for a visit. It was the first time they'd been here since helping us move in back in June. We planned for an afternoon out on a lake and visiting Cincinnati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wF8yIH-wsC8/TjNGAVodDZI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ZkLiRa_utTU/s1600/DSCN1839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wF8yIH-wsC8/TjNGAVodDZI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ZkLiRa_utTU/s640/DSCN1839.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lake is in Miami Whitewater State Forest, just about 5 minutes from our place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WRfHk3OnPPI/TjNGH8MBYyI/AAAAAAAAAoY/FKZxOYD03aU/s1600/DSCN1840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WRfHk3OnPPI/TjNGH8MBYyI/AAAAAAAAAoY/FKZxOYD03aU/s640/DSCN1840.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dad took the captain's seat and drove us around, exploring. It's not a huge lake, but it was pretty vacant so we didn't need that much space. The only thing we could find wrong with the place was the boat that we rented kept dying every few minutes, but we persisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7T_fTArggPg/TjNGNxhZOLI/AAAAAAAAAoc/_wg3q_Y3feE/s1600/DSCN1841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7T_fTArggPg/TjNGNxhZOLI/AAAAAAAAAoc/_wg3q_Y3feE/s640/DSCN1841.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler spotted this Great Blue Heron across the lake. It was &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; far away, but I zoomed in pretty close. And when he flew away, Kyler told his "did you know that herons fly with their feet sticking out behind them?" story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kmv8-W1Nduw/TjNF6JQPX7I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/DWwM_l1xfwo/s1600/DSCN1838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kmv8-W1Nduw/TjNF6JQPX7I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/DWwM_l1xfwo/s640/DSCN1838.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, and Kelli came too. We broke out some snacks and drinks. Did I mention that entire week, the temperature had been in the high nineties, low hundreds? It was hot! A perfect day to be out on the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dioORIoWrOY/TjNGZcUOJOI/AAAAAAAAAok/0orAqg1aKls/s1600/DSCN1844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dioORIoWrOY/TjNGZcUOJOI/AAAAAAAAAok/0orAqg1aKls/s640/DSCN1844.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I switched over to sit by Kell so I would get some sun on my pasty bod. Working long hours, indoors, has kept me from my usual summer tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1oahqHylLB8/TjNGTSCrZhI/AAAAAAAAAog/Q9d8_DsYrP0/s1600/DSCN1843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1oahqHylLB8/TjNGTSCrZhI/AAAAAAAAAog/Q9d8_DsYrP0/s640/DSCN1843.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then Kyler played captain. He drove us right over by a little cove and declare it was time to jump in. Look at that smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m6EO1ZsH0k0/TjNGflif29I/AAAAAAAAAoo/Og0j_-MjM10/s1600/DSCN1846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m6EO1ZsH0k0/TjNGflif29I/AAAAAAAAAoo/Og0j_-MjM10/s640/DSCN1846.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That boy had jumped in and made his way over to these fallen trees before I could even fold up my clothes and take off my shoes. Kelli, a fellow daredevil, wasn't far behind. Right as I was about to jump in, it started sprinkling. But by the time Kelli had made her way to the tree, the rain has stopped. I knew it was a false alarm. We hadn't had rain in probably&amp;nbsp;3 or 4 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They deemed this spot free of critters or nasty water, so it was my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cVq6JAAo0sU/TjNGlkXBSGI/AAAAAAAAAos/9D_El1aUPLE/s1600/DSCN1848.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cVq6JAAo0sU/TjNGlkXBSGI/AAAAAAAAAos/9D_El1aUPLE/s640/DSCN1848.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm not lying, that was the warmest water I had ever felt. It had to be in the 90s as well. I'm really picky about the water's temperature when I swim. I would much rather float until the water feels like bath water. And in this case, I think I have taken cooler baths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qhBKK5_m85c/TjNGr0Mvm9I/AAAAAAAAAow/ExiEpeQWUYk/s1600/DSCN1849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qhBKK5_m85c/TjNGr0Mvm9I/AAAAAAAAAow/ExiEpeQWUYk/s640/DSCN1849.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dad joined us&amp;nbsp; while mom played captain/photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-680fiDsSy3A/TjNGyMhWiyI/AAAAAAAAAo0/NNAkH3t39qU/s1600/DSCN1851.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-680fiDsSy3A/TjNGyMhWiyI/AAAAAAAAAo0/NNAkH3t39qU/s640/DSCN1851.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We headed back to the boat to get some life jackets to float around on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it started thundering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it started lightening and we jumped back in the boat &lt;em&gt;very quickly&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it started pouring down rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, the siren went off at the boat shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, the boat died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it started hailing/raining really hard [and man it hurt] and lightening and thundering every ten seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything we had was soaked, and poor dad was getting stormed on. He asked for his hat when we were &lt;strike&gt;floating in the wrong direction because the boat had died again&lt;/strike&gt; on our way back because the rain was coming in horizontal and he thought his contacts were going to be washed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, we got back to the dock and hopped out of the boat as fast as we could. Seriously, avoiding being struck by lightning was on everyone's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom told the guy on the dock that the boat had kept dying, and what should have been a five minute trip to the dock turned into a half hour long trip. His reply: "Oh, that must be the one we've been having problems with".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, our afternoon on the lake was cut significantly short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, we witnessed first hand the end of the drought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been caught in any rainstorms lately? Anyone else picky about their swimming water or do you jump right in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-4628333005963116041?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/4628333005963116041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=4628333005963116041&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4628333005963116041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4628333005963116041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/08/end-of-drought.html' title='The End of the Drought'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wF8yIH-wsC8/TjNGAVodDZI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ZkLiRa_utTU/s72-c/DSCN1839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-7726648924350346880</id><published>2011-08-03T06:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T06:00:04.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I was sew lonely.</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday, Kyler left immediately after work for the airport, and then he spent the night and next day in Georgia. In our evenings, Kyler and I usually watch Jeopardy after supper and then go on a walk. Without him around, I was sew lonely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sew I did what any lonely lady would do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break out my new&amp;nbsp;sewing machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--zbDosflXNs/TjM-_oaLRrI/AAAAAAAAAn4/69gKz_bKE9E/s1600/DSCN1831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--zbDosflXNs/TjM-_oaLRrI/AAAAAAAAAn4/69gKz_bKE9E/s640/DSCN1831.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't going to miss Jeopardy, sew I set up shop in the middle of the living room. And, by the way, I dominated the category "Finance and Business Terms". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite bloggers, &lt;a href="http://www.lifeingraceblog.com/"&gt;Edie&lt;/a&gt;, puts on a 12 Days of Homemade Christmas series of posts around November. And last year she featured one of my other favorite bloggers, &lt;a href="http://www.thepleatedpoppy.com/blog"&gt;Lindsay&lt;/a&gt;, from The Pleated Poppy. And that is when I found this adorable little project, and I imagined making it for two of the most adorable little boys I know.The only problem was, seniors in college don't have much free time in the weeks before Christmas. We had things called finals. Did I mention I'm done with them forever? Oh, and I didn't have a sewing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sew I &lt;strike&gt;blatantly told&lt;/strike&gt; hinted around to Kyler that I wanted one, and he told me I didn't need one. But I gave him an analogy. Sewing machine:Kara::Playstation:Kyler. He didn't get me one for Christmas. Bummer. But his parents did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was its inaugural project, besides sewing on scrap pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBrZ_gG6wS8/TjM_G0t5CTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/BEuPgmQunjE/s1600/DSCN1833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lBrZ_gG6wS8/TjM_G0t5CTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/BEuPgmQunjE/s640/DSCN1833.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked out fabric last Christmas at Hobby Lobby, but everything else I had on hand. Yes, I used a ruler because I had no sewing gauge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8nobiOpuVy8/TjM_NLFRrUI/AAAAAAAAAoA/gMRoIiXcqEo/s1600/DSCN1835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8nobiOpuVy8/TjM_NLFRrUI/AAAAAAAAAoA/gMRoIiXcqEo/s640/DSCN1835.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, I used a button from my collection of spare buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKhStC72iH8/TjM_TRboONI/AAAAAAAAAoE/y1aFX-Vwjt8/s1600/DSCN1836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKhStC72iH8/TjM_TRboONI/AAAAAAAAAoE/y1aFX-Vwjt8/s640/DSCN1836.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, I used the needles from my emergency sewing kit as pins. Oh dang it, there's at least a sewing tape measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Gcx84n66Xg/TjM_Zj7jzhI/AAAAAAAAAoI/siina10b2aw/s1600/DSCN1837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Gcx84n66Xg/TjM_Zj7jzhI/AAAAAAAAAoI/siina10b2aw/s640/DSCN1837.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A perfectly matching blue button. I don't really wear blue and can't find a single thing in my closet that is blue. I'm not sure where this one came from, but I won't be missing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7FxHgqgro4/TjM_flQ0mxI/AAAAAAAAAoM/74m0Qq0_cIc/s1600/DSCN1871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a7FxHgqgro4/TjM_flQ0mxI/AAAAAAAAAoM/74m0Qq0_cIc/s640/DSCN1871.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The finished product. This little crayon pouch rolls up and stays together once you loop the elastic band around the button. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Kyler and I went to Kroger to pick up groceries and a 16-pack of crayons, they were $2.99, but the 24-pack was only $0.25! Sew we picked up two packs. One for me, and one for toddlers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to wait for those cutie pies to get back from the beach sew I can give them their new gift. Shhh, don't spoil the surprise Dana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you're sew lonely? And projects you've been putting off since November? Any category sweeps on Jeopardy recently?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-7726648924350346880?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/7726648924350346880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=7726648924350346880&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/7726648924350346880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/7726648924350346880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-was-sew-lonely.html' title='I was sew lonely.'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--zbDosflXNs/TjM-_oaLRrI/AAAAAAAAAn4/69gKz_bKE9E/s72-c/DSCN1831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-2827803211283337861</id><published>2011-08-01T06:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T06:00:10.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening Drives</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday, Kyler was in Georgia visiting a P&amp;amp;G plant. The itinerary he left me said he'd arrive at the airport at 10:24 PM, and he said he should probably get home around 11:15. I can't really tell you what time he got home, not because I was asleep but because I didn't leave work until 11:15 or so. Needless to say, I found out what it mean when I was told we were "working late". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also needless to say, on Friday night after a normal full day of work, I was very very sleepy. I came home and took a nap...a two hour nap. And when I woke up, I was ready for Friday night! Kyler on the other hand, was about ready for bed. So I asked him if we could drive around for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kyler whipped out his iPhone and mapped out a two-hour round-trip route, spanning three states. First, we went to Lawrenceburg, Indiana. Kyler and I vaguely remembered this town from high school football days. This time, we were able to see the historic side and Ohio riverfront side of the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4B6NRqRSgg/TjM8xXarGEI/AAAAAAAAAn0/IBkVfqxHGZM/s1600/DSCN1826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4B6NRqRSgg/TjM8xXarGEI/AAAAAAAAAn0/IBkVfqxHGZM/s640/DSCN1826.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AHblj17ed1E/TjM8rniZSTI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZYIxcZ4sCvQ/s1600/DSCN1825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AHblj17ed1E/TjM8rniZSTI/AAAAAAAAAnw/ZYIxcZ4sCvQ/s640/DSCN1825.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrance to the riverside walk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MrHvfiwwIEk/TjM8aQ9Cu1I/AAAAAAAAAnk/bRXnYOdk5kQ/s1600/DSCN1821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MrHvfiwwIEk/TjM8aQ9Cu1I/AAAAAAAAAnk/bRXnYOdk5kQ/s640/DSCN1821.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the river, there was this cute little restaurant where boats could pull right up, dock, enjoy a meal, and then be back on their waterway...hehe waterway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-msYB-lbyzfU/TjM8gLuO7LI/AAAAAAAAAno/CQV-yXuhDls/s1600/DSCN1822.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-msYB-lbyzfU/TjM8gLuO7LI/AAAAAAAAAno/CQV-yXuhDls/s640/DSCN1822.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of our trips wouldn't be complete without a little history. Does anyone else think it's funny how multiple states are always trying to claim famous figures. Abraham Lincoln. The Wright Brothers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_cyRtjd6Es/TjM8l9W4lOI/AAAAAAAAAns/TGOo_TxafHU/s1600/DSCN1823.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o_cyRtjd6Es/TjM8l9W4lOI/AAAAAAAAAns/TGOo_TxafHU/s640/DSCN1823.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And a shoutout to our families in Indiana. Kyler's parents are actually from Hagerstown, and mine are from nearby New Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we wound around scenic roads checking out old homes and lots of farmland. It may not sound exciting, but it was definitely one of my favorite kinds of Friday nights. Sometimes you just need some R&amp;amp;R and pretty views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite kind of Friday night?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-2827803211283337861?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/2827803211283337861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=2827803211283337861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2827803211283337861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2827803211283337861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/08/evening-drives.html' title='Evening Drives'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4B6NRqRSgg/TjM8xXarGEI/AAAAAAAAAn0/IBkVfqxHGZM/s72-c/DSCN1826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-7414441824433255678</id><published>2011-07-22T06:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T06:00:02.099-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting Bathrooms, Cleaning House, and Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, Kyler and I spent our Saturday morning painting a&amp;nbsp;bathroom at a local school. We were there with our new church, along with other churches in the community. Like many other schools, these local ones are facing tremendous budget cuts and couldn't afford to paint some of their spaces. So Saturday morning we met up at a high school, heard a few words from the Superintendent, sang a couple of worship songs, and everyone then dispersed to different locations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler and I headed out to Whitewater Vally Elementary with our assignment: bathrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FIekwdyHPO8/TiNjDFymjsI/AAAAAAAAAnM/i60BDim1buQ/s1600/IMG_0365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FIekwdyHPO8/TiNjDFymjsI/AAAAAAAAAnM/i60BDim1buQ/s640/IMG_0365.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;While waiting for guidance, I joked to Kyler that all he had to do was replicate this mural and we'd be done. For those of you not aware of Kyler's artistic abilities--I'm not sure he could replicate even this mural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Also, I thought it was rather funny that usually we see these people all dressed up in their Sunday's best, but when it came to painting, we saw everyone in their worst. I wouldn't have been all to sad to see this "Fight the 15" shirt from my food court days get a little destroyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At this school, there were a total of 16 volunteers. We made quick work out of the two sets of bathrooms while the pastor worked on painting the kitchen floor. Of course, we weren't allowed to get out of line--the pastor's daughter, who is about 7 or 8, kept coming around asking us if things were going smoothly. At one point, Kyler asked her what exactly she was doing. And her response was a great one..."I'm the supervisor. Sounds like a job &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;would like to be doing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A girl after my own heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We finished up around 11am and headed home for a shower. Did I mention that the school had their A/C turned off for the summer and there were four adults holed up in a tiny bathroom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Once we were cleaned up, we ate a quick lunch and fixed our attention on the TV to finish up Harry Potter: The Deathly Hallows Part 1. Kyler and I have seen all the Harry Potter movies together in theater, but I didn't want to see the new one, which was Part 2, until I had a refresher on Part 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then &lt;strike&gt;we&lt;/strike&gt; I cleaned house. Kyler usually finds an obscure task to do (organize the stacked boxes in the spare bedroom, check his credit score, etc.) to appear busy while I clean. &lt;em&gt;Like those are urgent matters...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So while I cleaned, Kyler found a credit agency that would also give us free movie tickets, just&amp;nbsp;for subscribing. So for almost two hours, he set us up accounts to find out our scores and retrieve codes for the movie tickets. Meanwhile, I was battling the dryers that never finish drying&amp;nbsp;our clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Once I had every inch of the apartment covered in half-dry clothing, we went grocery shopping, and then Kyler decided that we were going to see Harry Potter, Part 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We drove through the countryside to a little town with a movie theater. And on the way, we saw some peculiar sites:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a5dWQRz8-WU/TiNjGz8qY1I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/nIm7ufcOWoI/s1600/IMG_0367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a5dWQRz8-WU/TiNjGz8qY1I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/nIm7ufcOWoI/s640/IMG_0367.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tassling corn, already?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WMvhx4S1vnI/TiNjLdTxY2I/AAAAAAAAAnU/pFl9Yez-3Ss/s1600/IMG_0368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WMvhx4S1vnI/TiNjLdTxY2I/AAAAAAAAAnU/pFl9Yez-3Ss/s640/IMG_0368.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strange looking barn/silos/contraption...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NqdRR9bGZ0s/TiNjOVPB0PI/AAAAAAAAAnY/9DAlLwcwdKw/s1600/IMG_0369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NqdRR9bGZ0s/TiNjOVPB0PI/AAAAAAAAAnY/9DAlLwcwdKw/s640/IMG_0369.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;No wait, that's a stinkin roller coaster!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This was not on a major highway or anything. I'd compare it to 36 around our parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then, I was trying to take a better picture of the tassling corn. But right as the camera went off, we were passing a field being watered...I thought a fire hydrant had busted, but as we passed we saw that it was actually a watering system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FjJ5v5fOOs/TiNjQhjb5QI/AAAAAAAAAnc/A5FnKdUfgcc/s1600/IMG_0370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FjJ5v5fOOs/TiNjQhjb5QI/AAAAAAAAAnc/A5FnKdUfgcc/s640/IMG_0370.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Part of our deal for subscribing &lt;strike&gt;and then immediately unsubscribing after receiving our movie codes and credit scores&lt;/strike&gt; was that we got 3D tickets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-967DRvlPo6Y/TiNjT1zJ8SI/AAAAAAAAAng/MhBq3ZTwFnc/s1600/IMG_0375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-967DRvlPo6Y/TiNjT1zJ8SI/AAAAAAAAAng/MhBq3ZTwFnc/s640/IMG_0375.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He asked me to take this photo because he thought he looked smart...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The movie was stinkin awesome, [if you're thinking about going though, it's not&amp;nbsp;worthy of shelling out&amp;nbsp;cash to see it in 3D]--but since it was free, I'm not complaining. The movie wasn't as dramatic as we'd expected for the ending of Harry Potter. It's kind of sad to think that it's finally come to an end though. I'll never get Kyler back in a movie theater with me now. These were some of the few movies that we both agree on paying for to see in theaters. I know he'll never think it's worth $8 to see a chick flick, and you can bet I don't think it's worth $8 to see whatever man movie they'll come up with next. I guess I'll bank on Matt Damon releasing some action-packed film to suit both our fancies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And that was our Saturday of painting bathrooms, cleaning house, and Harry Potter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-7414441824433255678?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/7414441824433255678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=7414441824433255678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/7414441824433255678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/7414441824433255678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/07/painting-bathrooms-cleaning-house-and.html' title='Painting Bathrooms, Cleaning House, and Harry Potter'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FIekwdyHPO8/TiNjDFymjsI/AAAAAAAAAnM/i60BDim1buQ/s72-c/IMG_0365.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-8786632841425674154</id><published>2011-07-20T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T08:36:44.784-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking at Miami Whitewater</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, Kara and I had our first free weekend since we had arrived in Ohio. After we had enjoyed our hiking so much in Hawaii, we thought that we would see what southwestern Ohio had to offer. We decided on Miami Whitewater State Forest, which is less than 5 miles from our house. The funny part is that it is actually quicker to get on the interstate to go there, since it is only one exit away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7_Fj_AuaQQ/TiM22Emq1PI/AAAAAAAAAaY/MAVN6Y-DiEQ/s1600/DSCN1807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7_Fj_AuaQQ/TiM22Emq1PI/AAAAAAAAAaY/MAVN6Y-DiEQ/s640/DSCN1807.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ready to Go&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDCvFTpj9fM/TiM28FDTyeI/AAAAAAAAAac/ZC3l9BRumDo/s1600/DSCN1808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fDCvFTpj9fM/TiM28FDTyeI/AAAAAAAAAac/ZC3l9BRumDo/s640/DSCN1808.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always a Little More Stylish&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We went on two different trails in the morning - the Timber Lakes trail and the Badlands trail. On the Badlands trail, we saw an awesome sight - a red-tailed hawk sitting about 15 feet above us in a tree. After waiting there for a few minutes, it decided to swoop away, and it was incredible to watch gliding through the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQbjdbZrAcE/TiM4RDjtkmI/AAAAAAAAAaw/fKjnL8m_SDA/s1600/DSCN1805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQbjdbZrAcE/TiM4RDjtkmI/AAAAAAAAAaw/fKjnL8m_SDA/s640/DSCN1805.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Hawk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;On the second trail, I did not bring my camera or backpack, but we saw an owl sleeping in&amp;nbsp;a tree at about the same distance from us as the hawk. After Mr. Hawk could not help us with our pressing question, we had to see if&amp;nbsp;Mr. Owl was as smart as everyone thought he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/LZ0epRjfGLw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZ0epRjfGLw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZ0epRjfGLw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blast! That impatient&amp;nbsp;Mr. Owl! The world may never know....and he owes me a Tootsie Pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kGH1O8JCn4/TiM3B65EXlI/AAAAAAAAAag/dRVkJBwePF8/s1600/DSCN1810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5kGH1O8JCn4/TiM3B65EXlI/AAAAAAAAAag/dRVkJBwePF8/s640/DSCN1810.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mallards&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also a lake in the center of the park, which we walked around and saw some ducks. This one below has a little bit of a duck-mullet. Business in the front...party in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3gDfvpsgTI8/TiM3Hqwa7MI/AAAAAAAAAak/xwRSJXXN1W8/s1600/DSCN1811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3gDfvpsgTI8/TiM3Hqwa7MI/AAAAAAAAAak/xwRSJXXN1W8/s640/DSCN1811.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sf2iw0xYoDA/TiM3NkfIWjI/AAAAAAAAAao/YrxuDntxw7s/s1600/DSCN1813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sf2iw0xYoDA/TiM3NkfIWjI/AAAAAAAAAao/YrxuDntxw7s/s640/DSCN1813.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;View of the Lake&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After checking out the park pretty thoroughly, we decided to get our new picnic box out and enjoy a picnic. The park had a lot of picnic areas, so we settled down in one, had some lunch, and took a nap. It was the end of a great adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IMHI6HZi_uc/TiM3TjY3wEI/AAAAAAAAAas/gDtcltLpu2o/s1600/DSCN1814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IMHI6HZi_uc/TiM3TjY3wEI/AAAAAAAAAas/gDtcltLpu2o/s640/DSCN1814.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying Out Our New Picnic Set&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-8786632841425674154?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/8786632841425674154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=8786632841425674154&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/8786632841425674154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/8786632841425674154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/07/hiking-at-miami-whitewater.html' title='Hiking at Miami Whitewater'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E7_Fj_AuaQQ/TiM22Emq1PI/AAAAAAAAAaY/MAVN6Y-DiEQ/s72-c/DSCN1807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-2162254315189249611</id><published>2011-07-18T06:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T06:00:18.539-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fixing My Computer</title><content type='html'>I am writing this post from a resurrected computer for the first time in over a month. After four years of school, my reliable Dell decided that it had enough. Early in March, I began to notice my computer was acting up a little bit, and after hearing Mom's photo disaster (which turned out to be less severe in the end), I decided to buy an external hard drive to back up everything important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as the computer was on its way out, I was somewhat prepared for its departure. However, after it had died, I did not realize how frustrating it really was to not have it. It is not that I was desperate for a computer - we have Kara's Dell laptop and our iPad - I just was frustrated that I couldn't use mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my computer to get a free diagnostic done, and the lady at the counter told me that my hard drive had failed. I asked her if they had hard drives there to sell, and she said yes. Then I asked her how much it would be for them to install one. She said it is $60-$80 for the hardware and $200 for the service. Hmmmm.....I might as well buy a new computer for that price. So, I decided to take my very limited computer knowledge and do it myself. I bought a new hard drive (with 2x the space as the original) online for around $50, looked at a few Google articles, and took the plunge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6XrbJXxPWLs/TiM0TMw02JI/AAAAAAAAAaE/euNR3tDBB0M/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6XrbJXxPWLs/TiM0TMw02JI/AAAAAAAAAaE/euNR3tDBB0M/s640/1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before the Operation&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;When my hard drive arrived in the mail, I was excited to get started. Kara was.....well, not nearly as excited as me but put up with my little hobby. Needless to say, I had computer parts, screws, and CDs everywhere for the adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oWkRihLJbrw/TiM0Y6QjlnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/9npuWPr3Y0Y/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oWkRihLJbrw/TiM0Y6QjlnI/AAAAAAAAAaI/9npuWPr3Y0Y/s640/2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out With the Old&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-07tzX0aLoYI/TiM0dpBE1eI/AAAAAAAAAaM/r3N_q9Tsclk/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-07tzX0aLoYI/TiM0dpBE1eI/AAAAAAAAAaM/r3N_q9Tsclk/s640/3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In With the New&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-neqQOUak5uo/TiM0jp2GDOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rALVWx7-n3k/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-neqQOUak5uo/TiM0jp2GDOI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/rALVWx7-n3k/s640/4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since my Windows CDs were upgrades, I had to install XP, the&amp;nbsp;Vista, then Windows 7&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;In the end, I was successful and learned a lot. Hopefully, my computer will survive for a few more years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-2162254315189249611?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/2162254315189249611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=2162254315189249611&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2162254315189249611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2162254315189249611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/07/fixing-my-computer.html' title='Fixing My Computer'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6XrbJXxPWLs/TiM0TMw02JI/AAAAAAAAAaE/euNR3tDBB0M/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-916615924267148106</id><published>2011-07-14T06:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T06:00:06.935-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Full-Time Employment</title><content type='html'>As of June 20th, I became a full-time employee! After the whirlwind of graduating, getting married, honeymooning, and setting up house in a new state, I began my first job at Hill-Rom. And no, this is not the casket company. Hill-Rom manufactures and sells mostly hospital beds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Xc-HohCnMQ/Thul3BaXyAI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Bm5uSa-nUig/s1600/DSCN1796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Xc-HohCnMQ/Thul3BaXyAI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Bm5uSa-nUig/s640/DSCN1796.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my first day, this lavender rose and a cute little sign welcomed me to the Finance staff and to my cube. During the first week of work, I spent a lot of time on the phone with IT trying to set up and gain access to all the databases I'll need. I also spent a lot of time talking to HR because no one (including myself) knows who I am. Because I just got married, they set up my email address with my new married name. But for paychecks and benefits, I had to use my maiden name (because I still ain't got it changed). Needless to say, everyone was confused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second week, I did a lot of watching and replicating. I am taking over the responsibilities of last year's new hire. I would watch her run reports, take pretty-darn detailed notes, and then go back to my computer to try to end with the same numbers as she did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third week, I went through a lot of meetings with marketing people of the products that I work with. So these meetings were a lot of fun because I actually got to see the products in action and even try a couple out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this week, I'm finally starting to get into a routine...well at least Monday was routine-ish. I'm definitely on a steep learning curve, but it's all brand new and exciting (and best of all -- not school. Sorry Kyler).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-916615924267148106?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/916615924267148106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=916615924267148106&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/916615924267148106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/916615924267148106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/07/full-time-employment.html' title='Full-Time Employment'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Xc-HohCnMQ/Thul3BaXyAI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Bm5uSa-nUig/s72-c/DSCN1796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-5349387341168535273</id><published>2011-07-12T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T06:00:10.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJ9y6r_sgpc/ThujPCM5osI/AAAAAAAAAZo/NQrG5SU0aic/s1600/Photo+Booth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="433" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJ9y6r_sgpc/ThujPCM5osI/AAAAAAAAAZo/NQrG5SU0aic/s640/Photo+Booth.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I loved our wedding day! But just two weeks after ours, and the recent memory of everything that went into that big day, it was so wonderful to sit back and enjoy someone else's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very late Congratulations to Ryan and Mikka!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-5349387341168535273?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/5349387341168535273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=5349387341168535273&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/5349387341168535273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/5349387341168535273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/07/almost-wordless-wednesday.html' title='Almost Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJ9y6r_sgpc/ThujPCM5osI/AAAAAAAAAZo/NQrG5SU0aic/s72-c/Photo+Booth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-2871013118045188109</id><published>2011-06-29T17:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T09:02:08.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Newport on the Levee</title><content type='html'>After a great first week of work, Kara and I decided that we should go check out the city together since we hadn't really had time to since moving in. We walked around the city for a while, just checking everything out. The town was pretty busy since there was a Red's game in town, and we followed the crowd. Of course, I was wearing a bright red IU t-shirt so it looked like I fit right in. After we got next to the Ballpark, I told Kara we should cross the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oESZSx5vd70/TgfMkN0w-zI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/_MRreAxZIfU/s1600/DSCN1755.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oESZSx5vd70/TgfMkN0w-zI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/_MRreAxZIfU/s640/DSCN1755.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kentucky on Left, Ohio on Right&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANANvlpF9mA/TgfMp9NXNBI/AAAAAAAAAZU/AsvZCwJehZw/s1600/DSCN1756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANANvlpF9mA/TgfMp9NXNBI/AAAAAAAAAZU/AsvZCwJehZw/s640/DSCN1756.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cincinnati Cityscape&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FMDiL2nolao/TgfMv1a73vI/AAAAAAAAAZY/SCjKgvCcvH0/s1600/DSCN1761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FMDiL2nolao/TgfMv1a73vI/AAAAAAAAAZY/SCjKgvCcvH0/s640/DSCN1761.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Newport on the Levee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Newport on the Levee was essentially a ton of shops, restaurants, a huge movie theater, and a big patio for music and events. We had a pretty good time, and will definitely be headed back there some other time(s) this summer when we need to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBEgydbgNc4/TgfM2FwZs-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/gqyv6STaLKE/s1600/DSCN1760.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBEgydbgNc4/TgfM2FwZs-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/gqyv6STaLKE/s640/DSCN1760.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Live Music&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;Crossing over the river on foot was a lot of fun. There were a few barges, some recreational boats, and some cool steamboats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-renVam772IU/TgfMeo5itXI/AAAAAAAAAZM/l0GNe8ESCYg/s1600/DSCN1763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-renVam772IU/TgfMeo5itXI/AAAAAAAAAZM/l0GNe8ESCYg/s640/DSCN1763.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Steamboat&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Kara and I actually saw a newly-married couple get aboard a similar steamboat and take-off for the reception party during sunset. That was probably a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, we had to top the evening off with an old school snow-cone. My flavors of choice have always been a strange combination: french vanilla + cotton candy. Kara favors the flavors of cotton candy + grape. Between you and me, I think mine is &lt;em&gt;less&lt;/em&gt; strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8wuuYewvnmQ/TgfLVmNruCI/AAAAAAAAAZE/dou12qJkafg/s1600/DSCN1758.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8wuuYewvnmQ/TgfLVmNruCI/AAAAAAAAAZE/dou12qJkafg/s640/DSCN1758.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7di54PNtbX4/TgfLWHKOaaI/AAAAAAAAAZI/7RKGKGtF9-8/s1600/DSCN1759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7di54PNtbX4/TgfLWHKOaaI/AAAAAAAAAZI/7RKGKGtF9-8/s640/DSCN1759.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a Cutie!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-2871013118045188109?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/2871013118045188109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=2871013118045188109&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2871013118045188109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2871013118045188109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/06/newport-on-levee.html' title='Newport on the Levee'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oESZSx5vd70/TgfMkN0w-zI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/_MRreAxZIfU/s72-c/DSCN1755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-4680768476144112910</id><published>2011-06-26T17:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T17:57:15.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Apartment</title><content type='html'>I guess my whole "I just got married and am starting a new job and I will be extremely busy" excuse isn't going to fly anymore, so I thought I should write a post about our new place. We are living in Harrison, OH, which is right on the Indiana/Ohio state line. The location is absolutely perfect, as it takes both Kara and I right at 30 minutes front door to work desk each morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disclaimer: This is Kara for a second. I was in the midst of cleaning while Kyler was taking these pictures. No we do not keep the Windex on the bathroom counter all the time, and yes those streaky carpets are perfectly swept now. That's all from me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-duL4_QGINgI/TgenKJQO7fI/AAAAAAAAAmA/L1X5vzf1cNM/s1600/DSCN1792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-duL4_QGINgI/TgenKJQO7fI/AAAAAAAAAmA/L1X5vzf1cNM/s640/DSCN1792.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Above is our living area, which we really have a lot of room in. "Our" only complaint is that the kitchen table is barely big enough for the both of us, but we can survive at least until we move back to Indiana in August (2 months...we should start planning already).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vNGjwTEJSw/TgenQd2ZzoI/AAAAAAAAAmE/w5Bm0KInDDI/s1600/DSCN1793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vNGjwTEJSw/TgenQd2ZzoI/AAAAAAAAAmE/w5Bm0KInDDI/s640/DSCN1793.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our kitchen. It was a strange, but awesome, feeling coming home from work the first week and seeing Kara in the kitchen with supper already made for me. Now that we are both working, we have been trading cooking responsibilities back and forth. I hope my chicken fettucini alfredo/steak/spaghetti/frozen pizza mix will keep Kara happy for at least the summer! Her cooking has been awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5cUoBk5GJM/TgenWYiFFMI/AAAAAAAAAmI/klpLY9wvNDg/s1600/DSCN1790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5cUoBk5GJM/TgenWYiFFMI/AAAAAAAAAmI/klpLY9wvNDg/s640/DSCN1790.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bathroom is nice and spacious as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLXC_8JyxwM/Tgencs8FW5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/5u-x6fyMrhA/s1600/DSCN1788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLXC_8JyxwM/Tgencs8FW5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/5u-x6fyMrhA/s640/DSCN1788.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bedroom with the random &lt;strike&gt;purposeless&lt;/strike&gt; decorative pillow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c25qcRNv3kE/Tgenigf7IlI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/QFO1MONsJSQ/s1600/DSCN1791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c25qcRNv3kE/Tgenigf7IlI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/QFO1MONsJSQ/s640/DSCN1791.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but not least, is our extra bedroom that we have converted into a storage room. Basically, anything that we brought but didn't unpack + wedding gifts we haven't used yet are in here. We are only unpacking things in there on an as-needed basis, since it doesn't make a whole lot of since to unpack everything when we might not even use it in the next 60 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Harrison/Batesville/Cincinnati experience is going great so far. Hopefully we can post about our first adventures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-4680768476144112910?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/4680768476144112910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=4680768476144112910&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4680768476144112910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4680768476144112910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/06/our-new-apartment.html' title='Our New Apartment'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-duL4_QGINgI/TgenKJQO7fI/AAAAAAAAAmA/L1X5vzf1cNM/s72-c/DSCN1792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-8643506489387214836</id><published>2011-06-22T12:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T21:09:50.292-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honeymoon'/><title type='text'>[Almost] Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Because I did find some more blogworthy material to share with you about our honeymoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me jumping up and down to get the seismograph? to record the trembling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-711bd80aa8663ef9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D711bd80aa8663ef9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941459%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CE714CBDF0CDB52BDCDC898322C1F0BEC0042E8.682FD270DB270607E77260BE1145B73ABC93023C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D711bd80aa8663ef9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHuHQfsRsK7ckZ6Or6gYuN9CEDvQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D711bd80aa8663ef9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941459%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CE714CBDF0CDB52BDCDC898322C1F0BEC0042E8.682FD270DB270607E77260BE1145B73ABC93023C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D711bd80aa8663ef9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHuHQfsRsK7ckZ6Or6gYuN9CEDvQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-8643506489387214836?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/8643506489387214836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=8643506489387214836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/8643506489387214836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/8643506489387214836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/06/almost-wordless-wednesday.html' title='[Almost] Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-4065269606011699825</id><published>2011-06-21T12:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T12:00:01.197-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Honeymoon Outtakes</title><content type='html'>Waiting in the airport to leave Indy.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dt_RdYtljBM/TfuN9Tpv-6I/AAAAAAAAAks/dWiSssFprOU/s1600/DSCN1342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dt_RdYtljBM/TfuN9Tpv-6I/AAAAAAAAAks/dWiSssFprOU/s640/DSCN1342.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fpgMfhmDVFU/TfuODK-XRrI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8xyoTo0OWIk/s1600/DSCN1343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fpgMfhmDVFU/TfuODK-XRrI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8xyoTo0OWIk/s640/DSCN1343.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Driving from the airport to our resort on Maui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X65Uzxbgnjk/TfuOJ5DVFeI/AAAAAAAAAk0/41S0T_CHt1Q/s1600/DSCN1352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X65Uzxbgnjk/TfuOJ5DVFeI/AAAAAAAAAk0/41S0T_CHt1Q/s640/DSCN1352.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W1HdkG_Zh8w/TfuOP-BTcbI/AAAAAAAAAk4/a76psKY6s5c/s1600/DSCN1356.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W1HdkG_Zh8w/TfuOP-BTcbI/AAAAAAAAAk4/a76psKY6s5c/s640/DSCN1356.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfA9nDKdPD0/TfuOVl_yFNI/AAAAAAAAAk8/7Nj85owaW0o/s1600/DSCN1360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mfA9nDKdPD0/TfuOVl_yFNI/AAAAAAAAAk8/7Nj85owaW0o/s640/DSCN1360.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After carrying our luggage to our room, our bellhop took our picture in front of the balcony on our first night on Maui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wpnS185kmEA/TfuOb8yZLpI/AAAAAAAAAlA/zwsWwHBtpTE/s1600/DSCN1366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wpnS185kmEA/TfuOb8yZLpI/AAAAAAAAAlA/zwsWwHBtpTE/s640/DSCN1366.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Scenery as we drove to different snorkeling places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fSKmis0BI3o/TfuOhs34SpI/AAAAAAAAAlE/IpaZ9gIeNzY/s1600/DSCN1374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fSKmis0BI3o/TfuOhs34SpI/AAAAAAAAAlE/IpaZ9gIeNzY/s640/DSCN1374.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VfSKuYFsAU8/TfuOrSWblHI/AAAAAAAAAlI/7x5jl3Wz_Yg/s1600/DSCN1402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VfSKuYFsAU8/TfuOrSWblHI/AAAAAAAAAlI/7x5jl3Wz_Yg/s640/DSCN1402.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Big man dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xvi_nxbfsJE/TfuOxQ1dDNI/AAAAAAAAAlM/NpkpOFJuxXY/s1600/DSCN1424.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xvi_nxbfsJE/TfuOxQ1dDNI/AAAAAAAAAlM/NpkpOFJuxXY/s640/DSCN1424.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fire juggler (I doubt that's his professional title.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d6IfhigB0qU/TfuO3Ubf2RI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/PjhqiL2NiiQ/s1600/DSCN1441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d6IfhigB0qU/TfuO3Ubf2RI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/PjhqiL2NiiQ/s640/DSCN1441.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;View from our balcony:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HfVuG3M_6_E/TfuO9VxE-1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/lNTX7j8wLIo/s1600/DSCN1455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HfVuG3M_6_E/TfuO9VxE-1I/AAAAAAAAAlU/lNTX7j8wLIo/s640/DSCN1455.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_nurgNgMm1U/TfuPDY8r8-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/l77ZmfyKGOM/s1600/DSCN1457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_nurgNgMm1U/TfuPDY8r8-I/AAAAAAAAAlY/l77ZmfyKGOM/s640/DSCN1457.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A painting of "the lighting of the torches" that takes place just outside our resort every night. When the guy has lit all the torches along the rocks, he dives into the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACJYbPRCYpI/TfuPJTyoC-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/WLnmbCWAwYI/s1600/DSCN1460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ACJYbPRCYpI/TfuPJTyoC-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/WLnmbCWAwYI/s640/DSCN1460.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Surfer Dudes&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sI4Ga50u6K8/TfuPPaJt6zI/AAAAAAAAAlg/It3YIeSzZ_U/s1600/DSCN1469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sI4Ga50u6K8/TfuPPaJt6zI/AAAAAAAAAlg/It3YIeSzZ_U/s640/DSCN1469.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cows? In Hawaii? I felt right at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zonUKQDbUNg/TfuPVjXAcnI/AAAAAAAAAlk/51ucKWpztaI/s1600/DSCN1479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zonUKQDbUNg/TfuPVjXAcnI/AAAAAAAAAlk/51ucKWpztaI/s640/DSCN1479.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pretty blue water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3DF1B9bZdg/TfuPb_mKieI/AAAAAAAAAlo/-sef5BG9Zao/s1600/DSCN1520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U3DF1B9bZdg/TfuPb_mKieI/AAAAAAAAAlo/-sef5BG9Zao/s640/DSCN1520.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A bouquet, Hawaiian style. And in a 5-gallon bucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fIUiVykyqVc/TfuPiA4soWI/AAAAAAAAAls/jyANkhB9tfM/s1600/DSCN1560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fIUiVykyqVc/TfuPiA4soWI/AAAAAAAAAls/jyANkhB9tfM/s640/DSCN1560.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kyler repeatedly telling me to get out the camera and take a picture of this cross before we drive past it. I was going as fast as I could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3yRTpxpWiOo/TfuPoYl-4sI/AAAAAAAAAlw/hYWxTcB7mSc/s1600/DSCN1577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3yRTpxpWiOo/TfuPoYl-4sI/AAAAAAAAAlw/hYWxTcB7mSc/s640/DSCN1577.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Waterfall from the airplane:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eLEGVUydc8E/TfuPuU3ql9I/AAAAAAAAAl0/0R68Aw5L72c/s1600/DSCN1594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eLEGVUydc8E/TfuPuU3ql9I/AAAAAAAAAl0/0R68Aw5L72c/s640/DSCN1594.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The missing toilet picture from a previous post. Classy, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev9nGVnpc38/TfuP0bME3uI/AAAAAAAAAl4/jGrbmmI0yeI/s1600/DSCN1622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev9nGVnpc38/TfuP0bME3uI/AAAAAAAAAl4/jGrbmmI0yeI/s640/DSCN1622.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Being the wonderful student I am, I thought that being over 4000 feet in the air meant that we were a mile high in the air. Not only was that incorrect, I was told not to say repeatedly that now we can join the Mile High Club. Apparently that phrase isn't used literally to mean that you're a mile high in the air...I'll let you Google that yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unless I find more blogworthy photos or remember a blogworthy story from our trip, this probably concludes the Honeymoon series.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-4065269606011699825?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/4065269606011699825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=4065269606011699825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4065269606011699825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4065269606011699825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/06/honeymoon-outtakes.html' title='Honeymoon Outtakes'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dt_RdYtljBM/TfuN9Tpv-6I/AAAAAAAAAks/dWiSssFprOU/s72-c/DSCN1342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-9013066653037851356</id><published>2011-06-20T12:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:00:09.228-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Honeymoon Day 5</title><content type='html'>On Friday, our big day had arrived! We were spending the day at Volcanoes National Park! Although our cabin-owner Barry had given us a ton of suggestions of what to see, we decided to stop by the visitor center to get the scoop on the volcano's current conditions. Unfortunately there was no lava flow that we could see. If I understood correctly, there was a lava flow, but it was making its way to the ocean through lava tubes underground. Bummer. Regardless, there were still many other sites and views we wanted to take in, so we headed out into the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we headed towards the overlook of Halema'uma'u Crater. Inside the crater was where the top of a cone had collapsed. So way deep down in there, there was some lava brewing. [Does lava brew?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsC23lrditU/TfoFkk8mJ8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/3VHWzWuTGs8/s1600/DSCN1669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsC23lrditU/TfoFkk8mJ8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/3VHWzWuTGs8/s640/DSCN1669.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This crater was deep down in a canyon, the Kilauea Caldera. We're standing on the ledge of the caldera looking down into&amp;nbsp;it that holds the crater. And all along the ledge of the caldera was Wahinekapu or steam vents. Below is a picture of steam coming from the side of the caldera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o0AzvmLBiYU/TfoFq02W9_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/H6SZI4TkxIk/s1600/DSCN1671.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o0AzvmLBiYU/TfoFq02W9_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/H6SZI4TkxIk/s640/DSCN1671.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park had about fifty different climates. Hot. Cold. Rainy. Dry. Humid. Windy. Foggy. Clear. Seriously, each time we got out of the car, we had no idea what to expect. So as the pictures progress, you'll see we shed layers of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr7Cz4cZiDM/TfoFx4O_6OI/AAAAAAAAAjA/aexxoJX6W5s/s1600/DSCN1674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr7Cz4cZiDM/TfoFx4O_6OI/AAAAAAAAAjA/aexxoJX6W5s/s640/DSCN1674.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just past the caldera was another open view of the crater/brewing-lava-hole and the Jagger Museum. The museum was named after the guy who came up with volcanology, and it housed a lot of information about volcanoes, lava, and seismic activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Klq8lWrs4Cs/TfoGD1sHFJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/K-GjWaebQ6o/s1600/DSCN1682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Klq8lWrs4Cs/TfoGD1sHFJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/K-GjWaebQ6o/s640/DSCN1682.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler was really into reading every bit of information in the museum. I, being the more visual learner in the group, was drawn towards the more interactive sections of the museum. Below is a seismic meter reader [not the technical name].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUfpaLXw7ZE/TfoF4PI3dHI/AAAAAAAAAjE/RsMLil8uw9A/s1600/DSCN1680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUfpaLXw7ZE/TfoF4PI3dHI/AAAAAAAAAjE/RsMLil8uw9A/s640/DSCN1680.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reads any movement in the earth, usually earthquakes, that could lead to a volcanic eruption around these parts. See that little blue blurb on the line to the farthest right&amp;nbsp; above? That was me jumping, but once Kyler saw what I was doing, he thought he should come over and put me to shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Z_mfcINc8U/TfoF-C9i2UI/AAAAAAAAAjI/LTfGp_LlAPE/s1600/DSCN1681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Z_mfcINc8U/TfoF-C9i2UI/AAAAAAAAAjI/LTfGp_LlAPE/s640/DSCN1681.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done, my love. You are better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we were back in the car to travel to the other side of the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AXAqMipB1Yk/TfoGKeBTAOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/BndTsK29COQ/s1600/DSCN1684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AXAqMipB1Yk/TfoGKeBTAOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/BndTsK29COQ/s640/DSCN1684.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto Chain of Craters Road. We took a turn&amp;nbsp;to go to&amp;nbsp;the Hilina Pali Overlook. Even though we had no idea what was at the end, we thought we'd try it out. After nine miles of twisting and turning, this is what we found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbDBgtubREI/TfoGQqlR78I/AAAAAAAAAjU/AerT1W3GOH8/s1600/DSCN1691.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bbDBgtubREI/TfoGQqlR78I/AAAAAAAAAjU/AerT1W3GOH8/s640/DSCN1691.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a sign. Okay, back to Chain of Craters Road. Our helpful guide at the visitor center told us to take the hike up to&amp;nbsp;the overlook to&amp;nbsp;check out the&amp;nbsp;Pu'u Huluhulu Cinder Cone and Mauna Ulu Shield. Yeah, I'll have to study those names for another hour or so before I can say them out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we saw this fissure in the gound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IcqekANy1zI/TfoGW5nh7BI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IuarNdzFHIA/s1600/DSCN1692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IcqekANy1zI/TfoGW5nh7BI/AAAAAAAAAjY/IuarNdzFHIA/s640/DSCN1692.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we hiked up, up, up, and then a really steep up to reach the top of a mount. The view was incredible even though the photo doesn't do it justice. In the photo below, we're very high up even though we look like we're standing on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsp3acayhUM/TfoGcWvSkKI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ZpY4HselE6w/s1600/DSCN1693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xsp3acayhUM/TfoGcWvSkKI/AAAAAAAAAjc/ZpY4HselE6w/s640/DSCN1693.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that long walk, we decided to travel to the end of Chain of Craters Road where the lava actually crossed the road. Along the way, we saw this sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CHmOQd-Icm4/TfoGi4CzoKI/AAAAAAAAAjg/RuKAJfJeFeU/s1600/DSCN1705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CHmOQd-Icm4/TfoGi4CzoKI/AAAAAAAAAjg/RuKAJfJeFeU/s640/DSCN1705.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that really say what I think it says?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzxoU0r1VlM/TfoGpN4pgdI/AAAAAAAAAjk/F6z-EZDlrIY/s1600/DSCN1706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tzxoU0r1VlM/TfoGpN4pgdI/AAAAAAAAAjk/F6z-EZDlrIY/s640/DSCN1706.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly are they mowing!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick stop at another over look. Freezing cold. We ran to the end of the viewing deck, snapped a photo, and ran back to the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWw4BrgPCCk/TfoGu8zphfI/AAAAAAAAAjo/bCAyU0Nqj2o/s1600/DSCN1717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWw4BrgPCCk/TfoGu8zphfI/AAAAAAAAAjo/bCAyU0Nqj2o/s640/DSCN1717.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple miles down the same road, we stopped at another overlook. This time it was a bit rainy, but the temperature was probably ten degrees higher. Much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0MdI2o3ats/TfoG0ijFDrI/AAAAAAAAAjs/zEqrblt5hoE/s1600/DSCN1718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0MdI2o3ats/TfoG0ijFDrI/AAAAAAAAAjs/zEqrblt5hoE/s640/DSCN1718.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got to the end of the road. We were standing right on the edge of the rock, where the lava had hit the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrlTwmahtXY/TfoG6me8uMI/AAAAAAAAAjw/KFw74NghaHM/s1600/DSCN1719.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrlTwmahtXY/TfoG6me8uMI/AAAAAAAAAjw/KFw74NghaHM/s640/DSCN1719.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked down to where the lava had crossed the road. Where do we go from here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcpmHgxLpFg/TfoHHITe7lI/AAAAAAAAAj4/pgB8mpFb6bo/s1600/DSCN1723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcpmHgxLpFg/TfoHHITe7lI/AAAAAAAAAj4/pgB8mpFb6bo/s640/DSCN1723.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Kyler had already put a ring on it because with that outfit, I was definitely turning heads...just kidding. Kyler made fun of me all day once I changed out of my jeans. I had brought shorts to change into, but it never crossed my mind that I only had high socks. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--S6DTdxGvio/TfoHNVx7lAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/voEI6YPo9p0/s1600/DSCN1724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--S6DTdxGvio/TfoHNVx7lAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/voEI6YPo9p0/s640/DSCN1724.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler reluctantly taking a picture with me in my stylish attire. [Not that he has any room to talk...wearing black &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; blue?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RAQoX06Lcnw/TfoHWG975nI/AAAAAAAAAkA/49sCmRQ-Fog/s1600/DSCN1725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RAQoX06Lcnw/TfoHWG975nI/AAAAAAAAAkA/49sCmRQ-Fog/s640/DSCN1725.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler voyaged out beyond the beaten path to grab these awesome photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K9vHAc6NYkQ/TfoHAr_HYjI/AAAAAAAAAj0/VzlyzfWWjJA/s1600/DSCN1720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K9vHAc6NYkQ/TfoHAr_HYjI/AAAAAAAAAj0/VzlyzfWWjJA/s640/DSCN1720.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea arch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdkoxjAcS24/TfoHcHq6C1I/AAAAAAAAAkE/xFs-vZ1Ncsk/s1600/DSCN1726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qdkoxjAcS24/TfoHcHq6C1I/AAAAAAAAAkE/xFs-vZ1Ncsk/s640/DSCN1726.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CSwl0fV2Omo/TfoHiaXiJZI/AAAAAAAAAkI/fMDcn9sCIs8/s1600/DSCN1730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CSwl0fV2Omo/TfoHiaXiJZI/AAAAAAAAAkI/fMDcn9sCIs8/s640/DSCN1730.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our view on the drive back up the road. The dark brown streaks are the most recent lava flows (maybe 2007?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmuPf6lLoCo/TfoHoM4KliI/AAAAAAAAAkM/caTuAkn4jC0/s1600/DSCN1733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vmuPf6lLoCo/TfoHoM4KliI/AAAAAAAAAkM/caTuAkn4jC0/s640/DSCN1733.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left the park to eat lunch. It was yummy, and the lady gave us free refills on our Pepsi. Score! And when we came back in, we hit up the sites we had saved for last. The Thurston Lava Tube and&amp;nbsp; the Kilauea Iki Crater hike. Because in this area of the park it was very damp, we saved it for last because we knew we'd be soaked after walking through a cave and across a rainy lava lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am going into the first cave (just a bit chilly):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ESSn0lNKTnU/TfoH0bJx_wI/AAAAAAAAAkU/BGLoclnk_Kw/s1600/DSCN1734.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ESSn0lNKTnU/TfoH0bJx_wI/AAAAAAAAAkU/BGLoclnk_Kw/s640/DSCN1734.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And inside the &lt;strike&gt;cave&lt;/strike&gt; lave tube:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oe8jSt1IFQQ/TfoH63ghECI/AAAAAAAAAkY/zrklWkQRfb4/s1600/DSCN1736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oe8jSt1IFQQ/TfoH63ghECI/AAAAAAAAAkY/zrklWkQRfb4/s640/DSCN1736.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That lava tube was nice and well-lit through its entirety. The next lava tube, we had to break out the flashlights. I saw a sign on the gate that told its distance, and told Kyler it was only 344 feet. After walking and walking and walking and then walking back out, Kyler saw on the gate that it said 344 &lt;em&gt;meters&lt;/em&gt;. Woops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very damp inside that cave. Good thing I look good in yellow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIkcyeXzP3g/TfoIA9_fCrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/RZNY2ZCxOEg/s1600/DSCN1738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RIkcyeXzP3g/TfoIA9_fCrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/RZNY2ZCxOEg/s640/DSCN1738.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed over to the old lava lake. The sign at the entrance said it was a four-mile round trip. Immediately on the trail, we made a steep descent. Then we got to the bottom of the lava lake. At one time, this huge expanse of "lake" was filled with lava...hence the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9mVYs4qUNs/TfoIM0uqtEI/AAAAAAAAAkk/M64x0ldHroU/s1600/DSCN1741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9mVYs4qUNs/TfoIM0uqtEI/AAAAAAAAAkk/M64x0ldHroU/s640/DSCN1741.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering the lava lake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Treo8yN1zYo/TfoIGmDjbPI/AAAAAAAAAkg/gScNowx0RbQ/s1600/DSCN1739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Treo8yN1zYo/TfoIGmDjbPI/AAAAAAAAAkg/gScNowx0RbQ/s640/DSCN1739.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no signs pointing which way we should go, but someone had ever-so-nicely stacked rocks to mark the roundabout path we should take. Sometimes the rock stacks were very clear, but when you're hiking through a land of a gazillion rocks, sometimes we just had to guess. And when we got to a point where we didn't see any rocks, we had to turn around and look for different piles of rocks. Very technical directions, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, we made our way back out and back &lt;em&gt;up&lt;/em&gt; the mountain. And we could see other people walking where we'd just been. Here is a photo from our view at the top, completely zoomed out, and you can see those teeny tiny little people down there to get an idea of how much climbing we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lzhm6mqdVKI/TfoIS536EdI/AAAAAAAAAko/k_Hd2ECXQ7c/s1600/DSCN1745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lzhm6mqdVKI/TfoIS536EdI/AAAAAAAAAko/k_Hd2ECXQ7c/s640/DSCN1745.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we left to eat &lt;strike&gt;a horrible&lt;/strike&gt; supper at Kiawe Kitchen. We'd heard they had a great lunch...guess we should've heeded the advice and gone for lunch, not supper. But we were so excited because after we ate and it turned dark, we were going to go back to the park to see the glow of the lava. Our friend at the visitor center said since they'd had some activity in March, the lava was really putting on a show and "the view was spectacular!" So back we went. Rainy. Freezing cold. A hazy orange glow. Kyler tried to take photos but the reflection of the light on the rain drops prohibited any good ones and we &lt;em&gt;ran&lt;/em&gt; back to the car.&lt;br /&gt;And that was our final night in Hawaii.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-9013066653037851356?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/9013066653037851356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=9013066653037851356&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/9013066653037851356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/9013066653037851356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/06/honeymoon-day-5.html' title='Honeymoon Day 5'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsC23lrditU/TfoFkk8mJ8I/AAAAAAAAAi4/3VHWzWuTGs8/s72-c/DSCN1669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-6221961925001900859</id><published>2011-06-17T12:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T12:00:03.213-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Honeymoon Day 4</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday, we were greeted by our wonderful cabin-owner. We spent probably the first hour of our time at the cabin listening to him tell of all the things we should see. Um, we were going to need an early start if we were going to fit everything in&lt;br /&gt;So on&amp;nbsp;Thursday, on our first full day on the Big Island, we left early in the morning for site seeing and a day at the beach (and a surprise ending).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop: black sand beach [Hawaii's state bird is the Nene Goose. Maybe because it's such a funny name, the whole trip Kyler and I called every goose-resembling bird a Nene. We really thought these were the real thing though...until we saw a real picture of one and realized these were just ducks. Bummer]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnCUHXbGgMU/Tfj4C5azulI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Wioa0gJfXY8/s1600/DSCN1626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnCUHXbGgMU/Tfj4C5azulI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Wioa0gJfXY8/s640/DSCN1626.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the black sand though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jvIWBvsWUZ8/Tfj4QEfRPhI/AAAAAAAAAh0/73QK8aicFVE/s1600/DSCN1635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jvIWBvsWUZ8/Tfj4QEfRPhI/AAAAAAAAAh0/73QK8aicFVE/s640/DSCN1635.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whaddya know, a sea turtle taking a nap. We could see at least two others swimming in the shallow water just off the beach so we stuck around for a little while. No such luck of them coming onto shore as well. But this 'ol guy and the real black sand made the trip totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GGNtGNatmZ4/Tfj4JczhG9I/AAAAAAAAAhw/pkDzVYONUbY/s1600/DSCN1631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GGNtGNatmZ4/Tfj4JczhG9I/AAAAAAAAAhw/pkDzVYONUbY/s640/DSCN1631.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on our way out, I spotted our neighbor's car. To me, that car is the epitome of Hawaiians' vehicles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SgqXZujv2IE/Tfj4Wd0J1DI/AAAAAAAAAh4/m5N5y1tDFCs/s1600/DSCN1636.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SgqXZujv2IE/Tfj4Wd0J1DI/AAAAAAAAAh4/m5N5y1tDFCs/s640/DSCN1636.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop: green sand beach. According to our cabin-owner, once the lava hit the ocean, there was a chemical reaction with all sorts of explosions that left the beach with green sand. I pictured a beach exactly like the black sand beach but with emerald green sand. I couldn't wait! And after winding down to the southernmost tip in the U.S. we found a cliff...and trails leading to the green sand beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is me perched on said cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RomS1q_Oeqk/Tfj4cg3PwHI/AAAAAAAAAh8/wCVYwWa9mGY/s1600/DSCN1637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RomS1q_Oeqk/Tfj4cg3PwHI/AAAAAAAAAh8/wCVYwWa9mGY/s640/DSCN1637.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blowhole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-go3UPObawxQ/Tfj4jNPRWqI/AAAAAAAAAiA/yaNNiGs222A/s1600/DSCN1639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-go3UPObawxQ/Tfj4jNPRWqI/AAAAAAAAAiA/yaNNiGs222A/s640/DSCN1639.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked and walked and walked and finally found what we assumed to be the green sand beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rBPmyWAMSbE/Tfj4paHBI_I/AAAAAAAAAiE/DduTmO0BCLE/s1600/DSCN1643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rBPmyWAMSbE/Tfj4paHBI_I/AAAAAAAAAiE/DduTmO0BCLE/s640/DSCN1643.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, we missed the trail that would take us back to our car. Yeah...neither one of us were very happy about that mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGy16os60Y0/TfkA7C_fd7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/bUb7WaNUbHk/s1600/DSCN1644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGy16os60Y0/TfkA7C_fd7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/bUb7WaNUbHk/s640/DSCN1644.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we stumbled upon this scene. No that is not our car [ours is still about 2 miles away], but doesn't this look like a car commercial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--_uSftjLZSw/Tfj47u57U6I/AAAAAAAAAiI/s5dtBwJh1Vk/s1600/DSCN1645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--_uSftjLZSw/Tfj47u57U6I/AAAAAAAAAiI/s5dtBwJh1Vk/s640/DSCN1645.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, once we &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; get back to our car, we headed off to the beach! We wound through a community near Kona...&lt;br /&gt;[we l.o.v.e.d. this sign]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J265sK_nGRk/Tfj5BhyoUSI/AAAAAAAAAiM/zmB0VIItyzE/s1600/DSCN1646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J265sK_nGRk/Tfj5BhyoUSI/AAAAAAAAAiM/zmB0VIItyzE/s640/DSCN1646.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to the beach. Oh wait. Did I say beach? We definitely made it to the coast, but there was no beach. Just huge rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to beach number two: Magic Sands Beach. I really have no idea why, but we have no pictures of this beach. I don't think its sands were magical, but Kyler did go into the ocean for a little bit. The water was really rough, and he even got yelled at by the life guard for entering too close to the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some lunch at BIG: Big Island Grille, we were off to beach number three: Hapuna Beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L9ZnsI3XgGw/Tfj5HfBho9I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/gQ6kloxBDC8/s1600/DSCN1650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L9ZnsI3XgGw/Tfj5HfBho9I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/gQ6kloxBDC8/s640/DSCN1650.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success! Until we tried to lay down and got a facefull of sand. Man that beach was windy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e930ZNQwJos/Tfj5NVEUlQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/koOsrCswq7M/s1600/DSCN1651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e930ZNQwJos/Tfj5NVEUlQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/koOsrCswq7M/s640/DSCN1651.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after absorbing a ton of sand, we moved up the beach a bit...to the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-adJRd57or8Q/Tfj5TS3lA_I/AAAAAAAAAiY/VdUyw7XVFb8/s1600/DSCN1654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-adJRd57or8Q/Tfj5TS3lA_I/AAAAAAAAAiY/VdUyw7XVFb8/s640/DSCN1654.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much better. No more sand blowing in my ears. I can still see the beach and ocean. And the sun! Oh the glorious sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Mc2AvDxpsA/Tfj5Zme0CxI/AAAAAAAAAic/qZ7gn_Zlnvk/s1600/DSCN1655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Mc2AvDxpsA/Tfj5Zme0CxI/AAAAAAAAAic/qZ7gn_Zlnvk/s640/DSCN1655.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we'd had enough beaching/grassing it, we decided to head home. At this point, we were directly on the other side of the island of our cabin. Our whole day of adventures had taken us about 3ish hours away from home. So Kyler whipped out his iPhone and saw that the quickest route home was through the middle of the island, between the two mountains that cover the island. Oh, and this is the road that our cabin-owner said that most rental car companies advised against, but he said we &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; be just fine. So with the sun setting, Kyler said that's the route we were going to take. Needless to say, we were both a bit nervous. So we filled up on gas, bought some snacks and drinks, and were on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1D_cOnu2vs/Tfj5fhR4coI/AAAAAAAAAig/P3Eaz8ekP1k/s1600/DSCN1658.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1D_cOnu2vs/Tfj5fhR4coI/AAAAAAAAAig/P3Eaz8ekP1k/s640/DSCN1658.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, we were just surrounded by the gorgeous scenery we had become accustomed to, all the while heading climbing the foot of mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we hit some fog. Ok, a &lt;em&gt;lot&lt;/em&gt; of fog. Ok, that's not fog. We're in the clouds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g4Xs0pXdRi4/Tfj5lrkDceI/AAAAAAAAAik/scgAmairu_Y/s1600/DSCN1659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g4Xs0pXdRi4/Tfj5lrkDceI/AAAAAAAAAik/scgAmairu_Y/s640/DSCN1659.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got much foggier/cloudier after this, but I decided to put the camera down and help Kyler navigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KjKMCIYCEeI/Tfj5rmJYrdI/AAAAAAAAAio/_tYgtn4ohTA/s1600/DSCN1660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KjKMCIYCEeI/Tfj5rmJYrdI/AAAAAAAAAio/_tYgtn4ohTA/s640/DSCN1660.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had asked the guy at the gas station about taking this specific road home. He said we should be fine as long as it was daylight. Oh, good thing it was right about sundown and the clouds were blocking what little light was left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we made it home. We only had to spend half of the two-and-a-half-hour drive going down a mountain, pitch-black outside, and the road being reconstructed (i.e. we were driving on a one lane gravel road lined by cones). After we made it back to our side of the island, we laughed about the whole experience and picked up a pizza from Kiawe Kitchen on our way home. Another eventful day in Hawaii!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-6221961925001900859?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/6221961925001900859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=6221961925001900859&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/6221961925001900859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/6221961925001900859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/06/honeymoon-day-4.html' title='Honeymoon Day 4'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mnCUHXbGgMU/Tfj4C5azulI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Wioa0gJfXY8/s72-c/DSCN1626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-166084840913588947</id><published>2011-06-16T12:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T12:00:06.364-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Honeymoon Day 3</title><content type='html'>This was our view early Wednesday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L03P43-peP0/TfjimJxr8bI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/b-UIVziKUug/s1600/DSCN1581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L03P43-peP0/TfjimJxr8bI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/b-UIVziKUug/s640/DSCN1581.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both so excited to go spend the rest of our honeymoon on the Big Island. I'd say our biggest disappointment of the day was that we had to leave so early that we didn't have a chance to eat at the amazing breakfast buffet at the resort. But alas, more adventures await!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On all of our plane rides, I sat in the window seat...and probably slept 90% of the rides. On this short ride, though, Kyler insisted that he sit by the window so he could take in the view. Fine by me. I was still a little queasy from all the winding roads the day before. So all of these photos are by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gyFSJAXLS8Y/Tfjix72C9BI/AAAAAAAAAgY/_uvhCGr3QsM/s1600/DSCN1587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gyFSJAXLS8Y/Tfjix72C9BI/AAAAAAAAAgY/_uvhCGr3QsM/s640/DSCN1587.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vbw_PT4dcPc/Tfji3jwLW6I/AAAAAAAAAgc/pLPE9kCRKQo/s1600/DSCN1588.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vbw_PT4dcPc/Tfji3jwLW6I/AAAAAAAAAgc/pLPE9kCRKQo/s640/DSCN1588.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above the clouds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EWJ3P7C6fUI/Tfji96pEGmI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Rwi632fPN9Q/s1600/DSCN1593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EWJ3P7C6fUI/Tfji96pEGmI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Rwi632fPN9Q/s640/DSCN1593.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to Hilo, we had some time to kill before we could check into our cabin. We followed some signs to Rainbow Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LpbOtkeRapU/TfjjKhz3puI/AAAAAAAAAgo/1S7G6izLE44/s1600/DSCN1600.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LpbOtkeRapU/TfjjKhz3puI/AAAAAAAAAgo/1S7G6izLE44/s640/DSCN1600.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beauty...both the guy and the waterfall :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQucpN1jnG8/TfjjQkrwJJI/AAAAAAAAAgs/FlNzoWB-p38/s1600/DSCN1601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQucpN1jnG8/TfjjQkrwJJI/AAAAAAAAAgs/FlNzoWB-p38/s640/DSCN1601.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were standing at this railing, a little girl tapped me on the shoulder and gave me a little flower. In true Hawaiian tradition, I tucked it behind my left ear. "Left means you're married. Right means you're available. Middle means you're confused." - Barry, our luau host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3YQ9t4Zrns/TfjjW4iMHfI/AAAAAAAAAgw/_u6VhjIkKpk/s1600/DSCN1603.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3YQ9t4Zrns/TfjjW4iMHfI/AAAAAAAAAgw/_u6VhjIkKpk/s640/DSCN1603.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little looksie, we almost left, but I spotted a trail leading up towards the falls. Following a short little trail, we were at the top of the falls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8EQHDhyRM3g/Tfjji99AwXI/AAAAAAAAAg4/E9SEiPd-p8E/s1600/DSCN1605.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8EQHDhyRM3g/Tfjji99AwXI/AAAAAAAAAg4/E9SEiPd-p8E/s640/DSCN1605.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave it to Kyler to not be satisfied with just seeing where the water tumbled over the edge. He wanted to see the water actually falling over the edge. Be careful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7RQz-pFSB5A/Tfjjo-m_7JI/AAAAAAAAAg8/zpUftPBbxyI/s1600/DSCN1606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7RQz-pFSB5A/Tfjjo-m_7JI/AAAAAAAAAg8/zpUftPBbxyI/s640/DSCN1606.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he had made his way out there and back, I told him to go out again and take the camera. And then I decided that since I'd seen him make the journey twice with ease that I could join him. We &lt;strike&gt;unsuccessfully &lt;/strike&gt;tried to get a picture of the two of us with the falls in the background (while standing on the edge of a cliff!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zh8zUEIkY_E/Tfjj7ExX6GI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jrAdRrikuvg/s1600/DSCN1613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zh8zUEIkY_E/Tfjj7ExX6GI/AAAAAAAAAhI/jrAdRrikuvg/s640/DSCN1613.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from the top:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dn2gYlJ2VQ/Tfjj1R9TTmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/9Rf52RHLNqo/s1600/DSCN1610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Dn2gYlJ2VQ/Tfjj1R9TTmI/AAAAAAAAAhE/9Rf52RHLNqo/s640/DSCN1610.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was finally time for us to head to our cabin. On the Big Island, the main attraction is Hawaii Volcanoes National Park. We had big plans to spend at least a day in the park so our cabin was just outside its entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2xOTTQ9qCU/TfjksK7i4xI/AAAAAAAAAho/fjQBP1jLMDo/s1600/DSCN1624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y2xOTTQ9qCU/TfjksK7i4xI/AAAAAAAAAho/fjQBP1jLMDo/s640/DSCN1624.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before the sidewalk, there was a sign that welcomed us saying, "Aloha Kara and Kyle!" Close enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you first walk in, you see kitchen area to the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-io4AWBaGoGg/TfjkTo2XRDI/AAAAAAAAAhY/rHaxTcwD7d0/s1600/DSCN1617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-io4AWBaGoGg/TfjkTo2XRDI/AAAAAAAAAhY/rHaxTcwD7d0/s640/DSCN1617.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmnBlf_h5_o/TfjkZT4V8vI/AAAAAAAAAhc/yycX9AuzbhM/s1600/DSCN1618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tmnBlf_h5_o/TfjkZT4V8vI/AAAAAAAAAhc/yycX9AuzbhM/s640/DSCN1618.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the right of the entry way was a little sitting area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kcctdD8ks8E/Tfjkf5ByRHI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pqWimpfDiL4/s1600/DSCN1619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kcctdD8ks8E/Tfjkf5ByRHI/AAAAAAAAAhg/pqWimpfDiL4/s640/DSCN1619.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see in the background, the bedroom was right off the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nJs4L14Kk1E/TfjkHfFvW6I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/O-Du6rHSwpc/s1600/DSCN1615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nJs4L14Kk1E/TfjkHfFvW6I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/O-Du6rHSwpc/s640/DSCN1615.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because the tour wouldn't be complete without mention of the lou, here it is in all it's glory. [And, Kyler insists that the toilet seat was up because of the recent cleaning, not because he had been in there first.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, at last, the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nCsvXLgE5ws/TfjkNdZ_bII/AAAAAAAAAhU/IUqnfYKkW60/s1600/DSCN1616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nCsvXLgE5ws/TfjkNdZ_bII/AAAAAAAAAhU/IUqnfYKkW60/s640/DSCN1616.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited to be at our new place on the Big Island and couldn't wait to go explore. Kyler on the other hand finally let his extreme case of jet lag take over and took a four hour nap. We had made plans to go out Kileau Lodge for dinner, and by the time I had showered and gotten completely ready, he was in a &lt;em&gt;deeeeeeep&lt;/em&gt; sleep. I tried to wake up him four times to no avail. I was almost sure we were going to miss our reservations until he woke up at the lost possible minute that would allow us to keep our reservations. I guess that was payback for practically sleeping through supper the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dinner, I asked Kyler if we could have some beach time. I really loved all the site seeing that we got to do on Maui, but 1) I needed a chance to relax a little because I didn't get a four hour nap and 2) I didn't think a Hawaii vacation was complete without some time on the beach. So tomorrow, check back for our beach adventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Happy 3rd Birthday Karterman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-166084840913588947?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/166084840913588947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=166084840913588947&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/166084840913588947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/166084840913588947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/06/honeymoon-day-3.html' title='Honeymoon Day 3'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L03P43-peP0/TfjimJxr8bI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/b-UIVziKUug/s72-c/DSCN1581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-3271949583352416922</id><published>2011-06-15T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T10:37:58.011-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Honeymoon'/><title type='text'>Honeymoon Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_OTfPo1qY1A/Tff_u4XWmzI/AAAAAAAAAeA/_LTBGcVrg5w/s1600/DSCN1461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_OTfPo1qY1A/Tff_u4XWmzI/AAAAAAAAAeA/_LTBGcVrg5w/s640/DSCN1461.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning we woke up &lt;strike&gt;bright and&lt;/strike&gt; early again. We were having a little trouble adjusting to the time change, so most mornings we were up and at 'em by 5:00 or so. We would take little walks on the beach or around the resort until breakfast was available at 6:30. Even though Tuesday we had decided to get&amp;nbsp;an early start since we were going to be driving the Road to Hana, the resort's breakfast was TOTALLY worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3V3TzH2KR-4/Tff_1AcnHJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/cu4uHCiuPcQ/s1600/DSCN1464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3V3TzH2KR-4/Tff_1AcnHJI/AAAAAAAAAeE/cu4uHCiuPcQ/s640/DSCN1464.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This display is only Round 1 of Kyler's breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pb7KkCXxACU/Tff_7daOb0I/AAAAAAAAAeI/r9EvYSNT-NI/s1600/DSCN1465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pb7KkCXxACU/Tff_7daOb0I/AAAAAAAAAeI/r9EvYSNT-NI/s640/DSCN1465.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we usually had quite the audience of little birds while we ate. The servers didn't even seem to notice them, but as soon as you would so much as look away from your food, they would attack. So, Kyler and I would go get our food in shifts so that the birds wouldn't carry anything off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFMjxLVwLVA/TfgACfUL9tI/AAAAAAAAAeM/pdaI89TXsLo/s1600/DSCN1482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFMjxLVwLVA/TfgACfUL9tI/AAAAAAAAAeM/pdaI89TXsLo/s640/DSCN1482.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to Hana we went. We had a summary of all the stops with little descriptions and ratings. We decided to hit up all the stops despite the ratings. Our first stop went down this winding road, only a two-out-of-three star ratings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlE42AOkVYk/TfgAJhMt2bI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/tS_IhiABXyM/s1600/DSCN1484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vlE42AOkVYk/TfgAJhMt2bI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/tS_IhiABXyM/s640/DSCN1484.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two out of three stars!? Psssh! We gave this one a ten. This is Twin Falls. We had to hike a little ways back down the road shown above. Then we had to walk through this little creek, past a wading pool, and THEN there were the Twin Falls. It was probably our favorite spot on all of Maui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GsaC_jqrE9g/TfgARnutggI/AAAAAAAAAeU/t2lXrVig6hA/s1600/DSCN1487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GsaC_jqrE9g/TfgARnutggI/AAAAAAAAAeU/t2lXrVig6hA/s640/DSCN1487.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our first stop was so amazing, we couldn't wait to get to our next stop. Unfortunately, it was just a maze of exotic plants. It was very jungley, but we kept thinking that we must've missed whatever it was we were supposed to see. Oh well, on to our next stop﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y95HRtmJ-ZU/TfgAYChq33I/AAAAAAAAAeY/d5HiX0WBOiA/s1600/DSCN1492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y95HRtmJ-ZU/TfgAYChq33I/AAAAAAAAAeY/d5HiX0WBOiA/s640/DSCN1492.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Banana tree anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S0kGkC6awVY/TfgAeaPRv4I/AAAAAAAAAec/dP0JjfWNm40/s1600/DSCN1493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S0kGkC6awVY/TfgAeaPRv4I/AAAAAAAAAec/dP0JjfWNm40/s640/DSCN1493.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBrQWyS2qAA/TfgAkrtlgmI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7Oxb0y78L0o/s1600/DSCN1495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBrQWyS2qAA/TfgAkrtlgmI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7Oxb0y78L0o/s640/DSCN1495.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On our next stop, Kyler found these little vines to swing from. And he also found this strange little sign. Apparently I was being too loud. Imagine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qso6-PLHsE/TfgAxedTcZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/JJOGeic0XdU/s1600/DSCN1500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1qso6-PLHsE/TfgAxedTcZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/JJOGeic0XdU/s640/DSCN1500.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;More exotic plants. This tree is called a Rainbow Euchalyptus (I think). The brown bark would peel, revealing the new green bark. When the green dried out, it would start turning brown and would eventually fall off, starting the whole new process again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HgotLeZRHJw/TfgA3a0AMeI/AAAAAAAAAes/1FRrM2muS-g/s1600/DSCN1501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HgotLeZRHJw/TfgA3a0AMeI/AAAAAAAAAes/1FRrM2muS-g/s640/DSCN1501.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The next stop led us to a pretty hairy stretch of land. We had to cross a 3-foot stretch that was about a foot wide. There was a wall of small trees to the left and a (probably thousand foot) cliff to our right. To say that I was a little nervous was an understatement, but we had this beauty waiting for us on the other side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bQYF7XFFosc/TfgA9fWOvjI/AAAAAAAAAew/xfqr7pBWsf4/s1600/DSCN1503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bQYF7XFFosc/TfgA9fWOvjI/AAAAAAAAAew/xfqr7pBWsf4/s640/DSCN1503.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A few miles before, a guy tried to get us to pay $15 each to see this waterfall and the view from the opening scene of Jurassic Park. Kyler said that if he wanted to see the opening scene from Jurassic Park, he'd watch the beginning of Jurassic Park, but he was NOT paying $15 to see it. Okay then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HXjwvicLv70/TfgBDT0kx4I/AAAAAAAAAe0/LpyR5KhekHA/s1600/DSCN1519.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HXjwvicLv70/TfgBDT0kx4I/AAAAAAAAAe0/LpyR5KhekHA/s640/DSCN1519.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I snapped this photo at one of our stops. I don't think you can really tell from the photo, but the road follows the&amp;nbsp; coastline to a "T". Luckily on the Road &lt;em&gt;to&lt;/em&gt; Hana, we had plenty of stops to distract my carsick-prone self. It was on the Road &lt;em&gt;from&lt;/em&gt; Hana that I started feeling woozy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mW22zHvyXc/TfgBPJ5yRBI/AAAAAAAAAe8/T2tpTGCpOak/s1600/DSCN1523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--mW22zHvyXc/TfgBPJ5yRBI/AAAAAAAAAe8/T2tpTGCpOak/s640/DSCN1523.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then we caught lunch in the car. That morning Kyler insisted he get a Lunchable because when he was in school, he was only able to have Lunchables on field trip days, and this was indeed a field trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AyRSgwejrjk/TfgBVo8PAQI/AAAAAAAAAfA/sfVQ-iVSLuU/s1600/DSCN1524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AyRSgwejrjk/TfgBVo8PAQI/AAAAAAAAAfA/sfVQ-iVSLuU/s640/DSCN1524.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here is what we believe are taro fields. We don't know what taros are, and we're not positive these are their fields, but that's our story and we're sticking to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-52_Sdh91nfs/TfgBbsaYhLI/AAAAAAAAAfE/GvX8DqNqenQ/s1600/DSCN1528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-52_Sdh91nfs/TfgBbsaYhLI/AAAAAAAAAfE/GvX8DqNqenQ/s640/DSCN1528.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this I am positive is my &lt;em&gt;husband&lt;/em&gt; in front of the questionable taro fields.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-anmqQzkMzyU/TfgBo8u5GWI/AAAAAAAAAfM/I_Rb4mw_yxM/s1600/DSCN1533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-anmqQzkMzyU/TfgBo8u5GWI/AAAAAAAAAfM/I_Rb4mw_yxM/s640/DSCN1533.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Roadside waterfall. Kyler and I laughed quite a bit at our attire. No one could ever tell where we were from. I was sporting a shirt from Salem, Massachussetts, while Kyler had on a rugby shirt from New Zealand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeQBHthV-v0/TfgBvGum2gI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/EwPcf-aO6Q4/s1600/DSCN1535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeQBHthV-v0/TfgBvGum2gI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/EwPcf-aO6Q4/s640/DSCN1535.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have no idea what these waterfalls were called, but if it were up to me, I'd call them the Triplet Waterfalls. Clever, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i2mqhsCd3QI/TfgB1YDNNJI/AAAAAAAAAfU/-j9p1_Ult1Y/s1600/DSCN1539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i2mqhsCd3QI/TfgB1YDNNJI/AAAAAAAAAfU/-j9p1_Ult1Y/s640/DSCN1539.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A picture of me for good measure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LTZ1Cdc-w5o/TfgB8Y-SXCI/AAAAAAAAAfY/DFOfOIz_OOI/s1600/DSCN1540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LTZ1Cdc-w5o/TfgB8Y-SXCI/AAAAAAAAAfY/DFOfOIz_OOI/s640/DSCN1540.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And...another waterfall! This one was cool too. We had another little hike to get back there. Once there though, I was satisfied with just taking pictures. Kyler, on the other hand, wanted to climb up to the top. Go ahead honey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f1OVcLvquUo/TfgCE4kjjOI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Is6K624MVQ8/s1600/DSCN1541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f1OVcLvquUo/TfgCE4kjjOI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Is6K624MVQ8/s640/DSCN1541.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Don't worry, Kyler did &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; jump off of there. As we were walking away, though, we heard some pretty loud splashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gH2aV-xaJg4/TfgCLMQi8SI/AAAAAAAAAfg/QBU3gnA5rsg/s1600/DSCN1544.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gH2aV-xaJg4/TfgCLMQi8SI/AAAAAAAAAfg/QBU3gnA5rsg/s640/DSCN1544.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A beautiful little peninsula that was about a gazillion-mile-downhill drive that Kyler almost gave up on. Persistence pays off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then we walked over to a little bitty cliff and let our feet hang over. I looked down and realized that there were some crabs jumping from rock to rock, and Kyler insisted he go down there to catch some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vyXInZxLeTY/TfgCRW_P0iI/AAAAAAAAAfk/C_Rm-vzlHtE/s1600/DSCN1557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vyXInZxLeTY/TfgCRW_P0iI/AAAAAAAAAfk/C_Rm-vzlHtE/s640/DSCN1557.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ekPX7EsqtZg/TfgCXvqelhI/AAAAAAAAAfo/q2XGdbeQsXQ/s1600/DSCN1559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ekPX7EsqtZg/TfgCXvqelhI/AAAAAAAAAfo/q2XGdbeQsXQ/s640/DSCN1559.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;No such luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNcKc-sFUNk/TfgCd1pyHkI/AAAAAAAAAfs/-S3R2swqKko/s1600/DSCN1561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNcKc-sFUNk/TfgCd1pyHkI/AAAAAAAAAfs/-S3R2swqKko/s640/DSCN1561.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ox56wXqi1hY/TfgCkkCDyXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IhaGfzc0zbg/s1600/DSCN1562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ox56wXqi1hY/TfgCkkCDyXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/IhaGfzc0zbg/s640/DSCN1562.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;More scenic views. This is at the Black Sand Beach, which I am considering renaming the Black Rock Beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INH-sFrd8oM/TfgCq9l-UrI/AAAAAAAAAf0/UIpzITmPAI4/s1600/DSCN1563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INH-sFrd8oM/TfgCq9l-UrI/AAAAAAAAAf0/UIpzITmPAI4/s640/DSCN1563.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1HdbKVfWRs/TfgCxbpFSsI/AAAAAAAAAf4/5SP1EaD2U4I/s1600/DSCN1564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1HdbKVfWRs/TfgCxbpFSsI/AAAAAAAAAf4/5SP1EaD2U4I/s640/DSCN1564.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bkENn--_gJI/TfgC3NTyQ_I/AAAAAAAAAf8/l37v_LAIoYo/s1600/DSCN1566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bkENn--_gJI/TfgC3NTyQ_I/AAAAAAAAAf8/l37v_LAIoYo/s640/DSCN1566.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This was as fine as the sand actually got. Later this week, I'll show you the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; Black Sand Beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wr1IqJQD8pA/TfgC9M3o96I/AAAAAAAAAgA/voXnCUg4Wao/s1600/DSCN1567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wr1IqJQD8pA/TfgC9M3o96I/AAAAAAAAAgA/voXnCUg4Wao/s640/DSCN1567.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then we followed the signs to a cave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ny8dppP7jnw/TfgDDeQ7PDI/AAAAAAAAAgE/F3fXhvbhqyE/s1600/DSCN1568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ny8dppP7jnw/TfgDDeQ7PDI/AAAAAAAAAgE/F3fXhvbhqyE/s640/DSCN1568.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On our way back to the airport on Wednesday, our bus driver told us that his family was from this beach. He said his grandfather owned this land, and his ancestors and family were buried in the cemetary we walked past. When his grandfather died, he left his final wishes to his son. He wanted his son to make the land into a park, which now it's a national park. And he wanted his son to have many kids so that they could enjoy the park. Our bus driver was 9 of 12. I'd say his father made his grandfather proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VfBudx0M6kk/TfgDJJQNaFI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2VLu76WGOY4/s1600/DSCN1572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VfBudx0M6kk/TfgDJJQNaFI/AAAAAAAAAgI/2VLu76WGOY4/s640/DSCN1572.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Horrible pictures of the cave. We're standing on the rock on the bottom, looking down into the water. The water is so clear, though, that it just looks like more rock. Then the rock at the top is the cliff overhang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After that park, we had just one more site on the map. Wouldn't you know, another waterfall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SswfBbw4-4/TfgDPAE19QI/AAAAAAAAAgM/re4n3w10fis/s1600/DSCN1575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SswfBbw4-4/TfgDPAE19QI/AAAAAAAAAgM/re4n3w10fis/s640/DSCN1575.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Like I said before, we &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; the Road to Hana. It was a great way to spend the day. The only unfortunate part was the drive back from Hana to our resort. I tried to sleep the whole way so I wouldn't barf on my driver. Romantic, I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After Tuesday, we had covered all of Maui that had roads besides a tiny strip on the northernmost tip of the island. There was also a streth on the southernmost tip, but our map indicated that there was "no real path" that connected the two main roads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That night, we returned to our part of the island around 9ish. I was exhausted and practically slept-ate my way through supper in Lahaina. I can't really remember what I even ate, and I don't really remember the trip from the restaurant to the resort either. 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The last couple of weeks have definitely been a whirlwind!&amp;nbsp;Ever since Kyler's returned from&amp;nbsp;Boston, we've been on the go. We have so many stories and pictures to share with you all, but I want to document the honeymoon before I forget all the details...because there are a TON! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our honeymoon&amp;nbsp;island hopping from Maui to the Big Island, and I think there&amp;nbsp;is only a small stretch of a few miles on each that we&amp;nbsp;didn't cover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed that the Sheraton Resort on Kaanapali Beach. The view from our room looked out over the resort's pool and then to the beach! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7-fd8OkCjY/TfeWljgC_-I/AAAAAAAAAco/NntflI3BLr0/s1600/DSCN1368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7-fd8OkCjY/TfeWljgC_-I/AAAAAAAAAco/NntflI3BLr0/s640/DSCN1368.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;On Monday, we woke up bright and early and wanting to go snorkeling. After a most delicious breakfast at the resort, we went over to the beach kiosk to get us some snorkeling&amp;nbsp;gear. The guy there told us that it was not going to be a good day for snorkeling, and they probably weren't even going to rent out the gear. Um, bummer. So we decided to go for a ride up the island to check out the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xQx18rY4bro/TfeWr42DpmI/AAAAAAAAAcs/kE8YoAbZkOo/s1600/DSCN1371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xQx18rY4bro/TfeWr42DpmI/AAAAAAAAAcs/kE8YoAbZkOo/s640/DSCN1371.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rented this Dodge Avenger, which Kyler loved. We drove up the coast, past Honolua Bay, taking in the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-709BBpxp-A8/TfegLJZsxcI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3hD6zz8y4Oo/s1600/DSCN1372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-709BBpxp-A8/TfegLJZsxcI/AAAAAAAAAd8/3hD6zz8y4Oo/s640/DSCN1372.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oPIkvvvNISs/TfeW6NWvFLI/AAAAAAAAAc0/-zvIH-XmO1I/s1600/DSCN1377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oPIkvvvNISs/TfeW6NWvFLI/AAAAAAAAAc0/-zvIH-XmO1I/s640/DSCN1377.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we wound through the jungle that led to Honolua Bay, and there we found a ton of snorkelers. Apparently you could only see about 10-20 feet out, which was fine by us. But the poeple who are more frequent snorkelers would've been disappointed because you can usually see out over 100 feet. So off we were to get some snorkel gear from a Dive and Surf Shop. We went to the beginners' Kahekili Beach&amp;nbsp;(aka the Old Airport beach), moved to Kapalua Beach, and finally made it back to Honolua Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-weLeBJtSF6o/TfeXAFM04UI/AAAAAAAAAc4/hji7sahUxrU/s1600/DSCN1380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-weLeBJtSF6o/TfeXAFM04UI/AAAAAAAAAc4/hji7sahUxrU/s640/DSCN1380.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honolua Bay: Our favorite snorkeling spot&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trickiest part to snorkeling for me is actually getting in the water. These rocks were covered in algea, making it super slick especially while wearing flippers. And immediately into the water is coral, very unforgiving rock. My knee is just now healing from the scrapes I got from this coral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an afternoon of snorkeling, we headed back to the hotel to get cleaned up for the luau that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CznpfVshkv0/TfeXGMc6wQI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ZaVOgw1qsEI/s1600/DSCN1381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CznpfVshkv0/TfeXGMc6wQI/AAAAAAAAAc8/ZaVOgw1qsEI/s640/DSCN1381.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting in line to enter the luau.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-lnLI6LdTI/TfeXMHbeenI/AAAAAAAAAdA/eZZYnFrsKd0/s1600/DSCN1382.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-lnLI6LdTI/TfeXMHbeenI/AAAAAAAAAdA/eZZYnFrsKd0/s640/DSCN1382.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat with the male-equivalent of Terry Gray. He LOVED to take photos...of everyone and everything. His love for photography was where the similarities stopped though. He was a bit obnoxious. Apparently he and his wife along with another couple came to Hawaii for diving, and he had some pretty awesome photos to share, but geesh he must've been a fisherman in a previous life because his stories were pretty extravagant! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bkHCkzEeU2g/TfeXSBBZPlI/AAAAAAAAAdE/y-G9B7bnB4Q/s1600/DSCN1385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bkHCkzEeU2g/TfeXSBBZPlI/AAAAAAAAAdE/y-G9B7bnB4Q/s640/DSCN1385.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luau at the Sheraton&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The luau was held on the front lawn of the resort at which we were staying. I thought this was the case with all the people there, but the other couple we sat with had driven miles to attend. P.S. I wish we could've gotten a picture of that couple. Kyler swears the man looked like Jim Behrendt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the dinner was served, there were Hawaiian games we could play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bXwRDkswGdc/TfeXYgzRePI/AAAAAAAAAdI/8ZsN68BNSMw/s1600/DSCN1387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bXwRDkswGdc/TfeXYgzRePI/AAAAAAAAAdI/8ZsN68BNSMw/s640/DSCN1387.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this one, you're supposed to throw the spear and land it between two little posts. It was described as a mix between croquet and bowling. I didn't really understand why he used bowling as a similar game until he explained to Kyler the real way to throw it. Apparently you're not supposed to launch it through the air, but you're supposed to throw it underhand, scooting it along the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEEuTv5YajY/TfeXemsuCnI/AAAAAAAAAdM/xX1552scqds/s1600/DSCN1388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEEuTv5YajY/TfeXemsuCnI/AAAAAAAAAdM/xX1552scqds/s640/DSCN1388.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave it to Kyler to do it right on his first try. The Hawaiian guys were pretty impressed, as was his new bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irG_VG3H4PQ/TfeXkizFTEI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/yKoGhGG2YYw/s1600/DSCN1392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irG_VG3H4PQ/TfeXkizFTEI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/yKoGhGG2YYw/s640/DSCN1392.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On our way back into the dinner area, we couldn't pass up a photo op with this dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-266RGS5m7HM/TfeXqSa69-I/AAAAAAAAAdU/Z743ZQ5xdcs/s1600/DSCN1393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-266RGS5m7HM/TfeXqSa69-I/AAAAAAAAAdU/Z743ZQ5xdcs/s640/DSCN1393.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler trying to impersonate the statue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSLXBAj89cw/TfeXw0wC30I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Tywy4vErhpA/s1600/DSCN1397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSLXBAj89cw/TfeXw0wC30I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Tywy4vErhpA/s640/DSCN1397.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was dinnertime, and we got to see first hand where our pork was prepared. Yum! Although the smell up close was a little less than desirable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GsClGXiXxVI/TfeX3MTN_sI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ojmHvTG-qkg/s1600/DSCN1401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GsClGXiXxVI/TfeX3MTN_sI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ojmHvTG-qkg/s640/DSCN1401.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh supper.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__7QOdjG6lI/TfeX8ijj4QI/AAAAAAAAAdg/GbVJb9FN_SA/s1600/DSCN1403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-__7QOdjG6lI/TfeX8ijj4QI/AAAAAAAAAdg/GbVJb9FN_SA/s640/DSCN1403.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we ate dinner, the sun was beginning to set. Every few minutes our photographer at the table would jump up to take another round of pictures. Kyler was able to grab a couple as well, in between bites. We definitely FEASTED that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6CnbIlkErmA/TfeYCyhAI8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/ScSKRJHyKIM/s1600/DSCN1406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6CnbIlkErmA/TfeYCyhAI8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/ScSKRJHyKIM/s640/DSCN1406.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sun set, the luau's main festivities began. THE DANCING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eF4PxIBSb6M/TfeYOgG8O9I/AAAAAAAAAds/tH-xXP1o_pg/s1600/DSCN1422.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eF4PxIBSb6M/TfeYOgG8O9I/AAAAAAAAAds/tH-xXP1o_pg/s640/DSCN1422.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny guys dancing.&lt;br /&gt;[See that guy in the foreground, in the red shirt, right in front of the bald guy? He's the photographer from out table. He left his wife sitting with us and sat right there in front, the whole time snapping pictures.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-375DiEgN58U/TfeYa8lNteI/AAAAAAAAAd0/aIoetcFlL_o/s1600/DSCN1437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-375DiEgN58U/TfeYa8lNteI/AAAAAAAAAd0/aIoetcFlL_o/s640/DSCN1437.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty ladies dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g3kO3_OnA84/TfeYIaKxIkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/LpSOYALXeDo/s1600/DSCN1413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g3kO3_OnA84/TfeYIaKxIkI/AAAAAAAAAdo/LpSOYALXeDo/s640/DSCN1413.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our host for the night: Barry. One of my favorite things he said from the night was that he was so grateful he was born in Hawaii because he couldn't afford to vacation there. Oh, it was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Barry recognized all those celebrating birthdays, anniversaries, and weddings. AND he invited all the new grooms to come up on the stage to do a little dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhC4aJuGyUc/TfeYUl_xOUI/AAAAAAAAAdw/zEuG9UEHj_k/s1600/DSCN1432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XhC4aJuGyUc/TfeYUl_xOUI/AAAAAAAAAdw/zEuG9UEHj_k/s640/DSCN1432.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyler was great at following the directions. He was really moving those hips! &lt;br /&gt;[See the guy on the far left? He and his new wife were another couple at our table, and they were from Spain!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly thereafter, all the dancing was wrapped up and out came the grand finale! The flamethrower/juggler/dancer came out and really ended the show with a bang! Here's a little video of the &lt;strike&gt;flaming &lt;/strike&gt;guy with flaming poles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-db8fa129ad6763a7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddb8fa129ad6763a7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941460%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E4B964EDEC4DB911737A4072259050C9E00A145.93E47EEC12A296CD1C746E83C8FB1B89ADBB7A3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddb8fa129ad6763a7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXPJsyJLk60X-bWOR3_rRVcQw6FM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddb8fa129ad6763a7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329941460%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E4B964EDEC4DB911737A4072259050C9E00A145.93E47EEC12A296CD1C746E83C8FB1B89ADBB7A3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddb8fa129ad6763a7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXPJsyJLk60X-bWOR3_rRVcQw6FM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And that wrapped up Day 1 of our honeymoon. We have SO much more to share with you just as soon as I get around to going through all of these pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. Happy Anniversary to Emily and Zach!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-7424152426936845787?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/7424152426936845787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=7424152426936845787&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/7424152426936845787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/7424152426936845787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/06/honeymoon-day-1.html' title='Honeymoon Day 1'/><author><name>Kara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15002943696762018287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MvvyLCC_F1w/Ss9Sa_2siHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o3s9INsBlAc/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7-fd8OkCjY/TfeWljgC_-I/AAAAAAAAAco/NntflI3BLr0/s72-c/DSCN1368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-3849515583231108189</id><published>2011-05-27T17:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:31:29.195-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>DJDJ - Mansions</title><content type='html'>The highlight of the Newport trip was definitely the mansions along the cliff walk. It was literally mansion after mansion just yards away from the sidewalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fIA3wo1tyvM/Td2n_ky5acI/AAAAAAAAAX4/bgOhRT7ysMc/s1600/DSCN1291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fIA3wo1tyvM/Td2n_ky5acI/AAAAAAAAAX4/bgOhRT7ysMc/s640/DSCN1291.JPG" t8="true" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFy2MOZj9is/Td2p04srPAI/AAAAAAAAAYc/lXIiZK2F_W0/s1600/DSCN1281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFy2MOZj9is/Td2p04srPAI/AAAAAAAAAYc/lXIiZK2F_W0/s640/DSCN1281.JPG" t8="true" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-OM8D0gsNI/Td2oCQlMvdI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8DNpN4vhnGU/s1600/DSCN1295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-OM8D0gsNI/Td2oCQlMvdI/AAAAAAAAAX8/8DNpN4vhnGU/s640/DSCN1295.JPG" t8="true" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qj0uQCr8XQk/Td2oFlo5MAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/GVngnk-WpsM/s1600/DSCN1298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qj0uQCr8XQk/Td2oFlo5MAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/GVngnk-WpsM/s640/DSCN1298.JPG" t8="true" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--d3hmLT8PPo/Td2oHwrG9kI/AAAAAAAAAYE/5YlX_zdeL7c/s1600/DSCN1299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--d3hmLT8PPo/Td2oHwrG9kI/AAAAAAAAAYE/5YlX_zdeL7c/s640/DSCN1299.JPG" t8="true" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6B4EdbUpSn8/Td2oLAAdCEI/AAAAAAAAAYI/2RdqjChpdNU/s1600/DSCN1301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6B4EdbUpSn8/Td2oLAAdCEI/AAAAAAAAAYI/2RdqjChpdNU/s640/DSCN1301.JPG" t8="true" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hnN-_FRFYjk/Td2oM47zSyI/AAAAAAAAAYM/DxqwjDUxmrM/s1600/DSCN1302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hnN-_FRFYjk/Td2oM47zSyI/AAAAAAAAAYM/DxqwjDUxmrM/s640/DSCN1302.JPG" t8="true" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C1Ow_BLGCRE/Td2oPaTdOPI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/VQ-iTeLiA0M/s1600/DSCN1300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C1Ow_BLGCRE/Td2oPaTdOPI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/VQ-iTeLiA0M/s640/DSCN1300.JPG" t8="true" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It Got Really Foggy, So I Headed Back But Took a Picture of a Few More in the Distance&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWCa3_uLSJc/Td2oRg00NBI/AAAAAAAAAYU/aTBAubIiYwE/s1600/DSCN1303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWCa3_uLSJc/Td2oRg00NBI/AAAAAAAAAYU/aTBAubIiYwE/s640/DSCN1303.JPG" t8="true" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now There is an Awesome Gazebo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a_ifeYHIqkg/Td2oXtDQ-dI/AAAAAAAAAYY/GYMPGUQv82Y/s1600/DSCN1284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a_ifeYHIqkg/Td2oXtDQ-dI/AAAAAAAAAYY/GYMPGUQv82Y/s640/DSCN1284.JPG" t8="true" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unfortunately, Some Lived by the Frostian "Good Fences Make Good Neighbors" Mantra&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;By the way, this will be the last DJDJ for a while. I mean, I am getting&amp;nbsp;married in eight days...yes eight days. Thanks for following along and hopefully the next set of posts will be of our wedding and Hawaii!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-3849515583231108189?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/3849515583231108189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=3849515583231108189&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3849515583231108189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3849515583231108189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/05/djdj-mansions.html' title='DJDJ - Mansions'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fIA3wo1tyvM/Td2n_ky5acI/AAAAAAAAAX4/bgOhRT7ysMc/s72-c/DSCN1291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-2990977524637656026</id><published>2011-05-26T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:31:29.195-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>DJDJ - Cliff Walk</title><content type='html'>As I was picking out a postcard in the harbor&amp;nbsp;for my beautiful fiancee, I saw one with a large mansion on it. Initially, this is one of the things that drove me to Newport. I had heard that it was full of mansions and old money (and tourists). I noticed that the postcard showed the harbor on one side of the island and the mansion on the other. Since I only had a few hours of daylight left, I went back to my car and set off for the next adventure...something called the Cliff Walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ju2CWs0-kw/TdmsKpoT1lI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/aBJQPGl0cMQ/s1600/DSCN1270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ju2CWs0-kw/TdmsKpoT1lI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/aBJQPGl0cMQ/s640/DSCN1270.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Knew It Was Going To Be Great When I Saw This Sight - "FREE"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Essentially, the Cliff Walk is a many-miles-long paved walk right on the Rhode Island coastline. The ocean is on one side, and the other side is just full of mansion after mansion. I probably walked 4 miles just exploring the Cliff Walk, and it may have been the coolest tourist thing I have done since I was down here. The only downside is that I did it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, but hey - I am getting married soon and don't have to worry about that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NCjVn0UqXhI/Tdms4EWM9UI/AAAAAAAAAXU/T5pCM_TIbNE/s1600/DSCN1282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NCjVn0UqXhI/Tdms4EWM9UI/AAAAAAAAAXU/T5pCM_TIbNE/s640/DSCN1282.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Path...Goes For Miles&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xyxHOxwChRA/Tdms6Wvz_HI/AAAAAAAAAXY/tC7hO1SNOHk/s1600/DSCN1280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xyxHOxwChRA/Tdms6Wvz_HI/AAAAAAAAAXY/tC7hO1SNOHk/s640/DSCN1280.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Forty Steps - Only Descend With Your Lover....Thus, I Stayed On Shore&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wiEOPH22QXs/Tdms-R8yCXI/AAAAAAAAAXc/4UMdoFOQt0U/s1600/DSCN1290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wiEOPH22QXs/Tdms-R8yCXI/AAAAAAAAAXc/4UMdoFOQt0U/s640/DSCN1290.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful Coastline&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lpq4LnfgPPA/TdmtENNrLAI/AAAAAAAAAXk/pkRhExA2z1M/s1600/DSCN1287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lpq4LnfgPPA/TdmtENNrLAI/AAAAAAAAAXk/pkRhExA2z1M/s640/DSCN1287.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YWj6uKKPoYE/TdmtMKBAC8I/AAAAAAAAAXo/_BTTzYEOvYg/s1600/DSCN1271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YWj6uKKPoYE/TdmtMKBAC8I/AAAAAAAAAXo/_BTTzYEOvYg/s640/DSCN1271.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;View of The Walk from the Road I Parked On&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T0rgVAd-Zt8/TdmtRfbpMoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/NLwYl9Qogdk/s1600/DSCN1286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T0rgVAd-Zt8/TdmtRfbpMoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/NLwYl9Qogdk/s640/DSCN1286.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your Memories are Now Mine?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-2990977524637656026?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/2990977524637656026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=2990977524637656026&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2990977524637656026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/2990977524637656026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/05/djdj-cliff-walk.html' title='DJDJ - Cliff Walk'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ju2CWs0-kw/TdmsKpoT1lI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/aBJQPGl0cMQ/s72-c/DSCN1270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-7469445559356841522</id><published>2011-05-25T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:31:29.196-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>DJDJ - Newport Harbor</title><content type='html'>...Yeah, I know I left you hanging from the last post. For those I didn't (very few), I was just talking about how I was in Rhode Island with nothing to do for the next 6-ish hours. I had been wanting to go to Newport, RI the past few weekends because I had heard from my supervisor at work&amp;nbsp;that it was a really cool place to see. It was only about an hour away, so I figured it was as good as anything. I didn't really know what to expect, but I knew that Newport had been the yachting capital of the world and was famous for its mansions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I went to the harbor to see what it was like. Although I don't have a ton of pictures of the town, it was very Beaufort, NC-ish in that it had a ton of old shoppes (including a fudge shop) in a short downtown stretch. A lot of the historic roads were also brick, which was cool.&lt;br /&gt;﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fLzi_lltpAI/Tdlzt3Ed62I/AAAAAAAAAXE/yBn-4gy-Kac/s1600/DSCN1263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fLzi_lltpAI/Tdlzt3Ed62I/AAAAAAAAAXE/yBn-4gy-Kac/s640/DSCN1263.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harbor Area - Lots of Yachts and Sailboats&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H8r_n1TqbJs/Tdlz6norzRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/nJC2tWpeCQM/s1600/DSCN1261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H8r_n1TqbJs/Tdlz6norzRI/AAAAAAAAAXI/nJC2tWpeCQM/s640/DSCN1261.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another Old Church, Of Course&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-loJMAEua198/Tdl0X-YYoqI/AAAAAAAAAXM/2gdLzMqL-1s/s1600/DSCN1264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-loJMAEua198/Tdl0X-YYoqI/AAAAAAAAAXM/2gdLzMqL-1s/s640/DSCN1264.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strange Fish Statue&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-7469445559356841522?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/7469445559356841522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=7469445559356841522&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/7469445559356841522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/7469445559356841522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/05/djdj-newport-harbor.html' title='DJDJ - Newport Harbor'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fLzi_lltpAI/Tdlzt3Ed62I/AAAAAAAAAXE/yBn-4gy-Kac/s72-c/DSCN1263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-4010378765688393842</id><published>2011-05-24T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:31:29.196-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>DJDJ - Diamond Hill, Rhode Island</title><content type='html'>That's right...Rhode Island, affectionately known as the Ocean State (for lack of a better, more worthwhile claim). This past Saturday, all of my classmates were headed either to see friends or to a Red Sox game, leaving me by myself for the afternoon. So, I decided to head out to northern Rhode Island to a park called Diamond Hill. I think the "Diamond" is really quartz, and there are a ton of large stones at the top of the green hill. I&amp;nbsp;hiked up the hill in about 20-30 minutes.&amp;nbsp;The view would have been amazing, but for the most part trees were blocking all lines of sight. I did manage to get a few decent shots, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aTrkTMyH4OM/TdlxPMB18DI/AAAAAAAAAW8/oXfe9iYMCU0/s1600/DSCN1239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aTrkTMyH4OM/TdlxPMB18DI/AAAAAAAAAW8/oXfe9iYMCU0/s640/DSCN1239.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty Awesome Green Sight&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RN1PAf3lesk/TdlxT11XmCI/AAAAAAAAAXA/sUWikKMrdBc/s1600/DSCN1240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RN1PAf3lesk/TdlxT11XmCI/AAAAAAAAAXA/sUWikKMrdBc/s640/DSCN1240.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Saw a Lot of Branches Hiding the View&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Oh, and even though the sight was cool to see, the mosquitoes were AWFUL. The park was right next to a swampish lake, which was teeming with bugs. I was wearing just a t-shirt and shorts, and let's just say I was a popular target. After a few minutes on the pinnacle, I had experienced enough, and jogged down the hill, swatting the whole time. I thought the park trip would eat up the afternoon, but I was back down to my car in less than 45 minutes, wondering what to do next.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-4010378765688393842?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/4010378765688393842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=4010378765688393842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4010378765688393842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/4010378765688393842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/05/djdj-diamond-hill-rhode-island.html' title='DJDJ - Diamond Hill, Rhode Island'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aTrkTMyH4OM/TdlxPMB18DI/AAAAAAAAAW8/oXfe9iYMCU0/s72-c/DSCN1239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-3817327180970044273</id><published>2011-05-23T17:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:31:29.196-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>DJDJ - My Apartment</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I haven't even posted about where I am living/what in the world I am doing up here. Pretty much all of my posts have been about Saturday adventures, so I am trying to spend at least a few days of this week explaining the other days of the week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were put up in some fully-furnished apartments that are literally less than 1/2 mile from work, so we are able to walk to work every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HazZo8rQbyE/TdlZ2NsETEI/AAAAAAAAAWg/__eDochPEgs/s1600/DSCN1222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HazZo8rQbyE/TdlZ2NsETEI/AAAAAAAAAWg/__eDochPEgs/s640/DSCN1222.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Danny and I Live on the Fourth Floor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFhWbtaGl70/TdlaE7fDwII/AAAAAAAAAWk/HdpWga48auk/s1600/DSCN1308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFhWbtaGl70/TdlaE7fDwII/AAAAAAAAAWk/HdpWga48auk/s640/DSCN1308.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every Sunday Night is Steak Night!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5GfKGRyczxc/TdlaH0wEILI/AAAAAAAAAWo/SH_MjT9RA3M/s1600/DSCN1309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5GfKGRyczxc/TdlaH0wEILI/AAAAAAAAAWo/SH_MjT9RA3M/s640/DSCN1309.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dining/Living Room...Danny in His Usual Position on Facebook, Listening to Womanly Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATMDPezoOPo/TdlaJ0UAhUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/bdDkgO_-fuc/s1600/DSCN1310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATMDPezoOPo/TdlaJ0UAhUI/AAAAAAAAAWs/bdDkgO_-fuc/s640/DSCN1310.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty Nice Furniture&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bGa-pDq144o/TdlaNOOPvYI/AAAAAAAAAWw/UzMl8TC7Ltk/s1600/DSCN1311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bGa-pDq144o/TdlaNOOPvYI/AAAAAAAAAWw/UzMl8TC7Ltk/s640/DSCN1311.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Closet....No Reason I Put This In There Except for Kara to See...Look at That Tidiness&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4sq7hMpgMk/TdlaO8Rd66I/AAAAAAAAAW0/uRUXjuuW4Rs/s1600/DSCN1312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G4sq7hMpgMk/TdlaO8Rd66I/AAAAAAAAAW0/uRUXjuuW4Rs/s640/DSCN1312.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Comfortable Beds. Yes....The Blue Pillow Survives&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qN2gJG-Umc/TdlaQ9liwbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/I9LRPvRk_yE/s1600/DSCN1314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qN2gJG-Umc/TdlaQ9liwbI/AAAAAAAAAW4/I9LRPvRk_yE/s640/DSCN1314.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bathrooms are Nice Too&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-3817327180970044273?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/3817327180970044273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=3817327180970044273&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3817327180970044273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/3817327180970044273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/05/djdj-my-apartment.html' title='DJDJ - My Apartment'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HazZo8rQbyE/TdlZ2NsETEI/AAAAAAAAAWg/__eDochPEgs/s72-c/DSCN1222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-5391601319364540783</id><published>2011-05-22T17:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:31:29.197-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Digital JPEG Du Jour - Fisk Memorial United Methodist Church</title><content type='html'>When i came to Natick, I knew that I needed to find a place to go to church every week. I had heard from one of my classmates that he had encountered an "interesting" (in a bad way) service near Boston, so I was a little leary. I decided to go with either a Baptist or Methodist church because I trusted their belief systems. I searched online and found&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gbgm-umc.org/fiskmumc/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fisk Memorial United Methodist Church&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. After inviting everyone to join me, Blain wanted to come also, so we went to church together the first Sunday. I really liked it there and went back two other times. The other Sunday, I went to an evening service at another church (at which there were only six other people - one of whom was the preacher). But that's a story for another time. Okay...the JPEGs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9l3IBOTmTc/TdlQ0jxkzwI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sJwpCnOaqbM/s1600/IMG_0325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9l3IBOTmTc/TdlQ0jxkzwI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sJwpCnOaqbM/s640/IMG_0325.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kara Knows I Am Morally Opposed to Steeple-less Churches....&lt;br /&gt;This Qualifies as a Steeple in My Book&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGJSDwfjy1g/TdlQ1GVV0SI/AAAAAAAAAWY/89plTJYZqBs/s1600/IMG_0324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGJSDwfjy1g/TdlQ1GVV0SI/AAAAAAAAAWY/89plTJYZqBs/s640/IMG_0324.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This church has about 60-70 people who attend weekly, but the sanctury can seat well over 250. After only a few weeks, I knew the preacher pretty well. On my last Sunday, he greeted me and I told him it was the last Sunday here. Then, during the announcement time he said "this is the last week for our friends from Indiana" and passed me the mic to say something. Haha. He did this the first week we were there, and we had to say our names. Needless to say, it was uncomfortable the first time. I somewhat expected it the last week, so I was a little better prepared. I told everyone how great it was that we could go anywhere in the country, meet God-fearing people and worship with him. I may never see any of those people again, but for a few weeks they were my Church family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5791158466593721431-5391601319364540783?l=karaandkyler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/feeds/5391601319364540783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5791158466593721431&amp;postID=5391601319364540783&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/5391601319364540783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5791158466593721431/posts/default/5391601319364540783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karaandkyler.blogspot.com/2011/05/digital-jpeg-du-jour-fisk-memorial.html' title='Digital JPEG Du Jour - Fisk Memorial United Methodist Church'/><author><name>Kyler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02205917505089248426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x3kOTy9R934/TGGa0KMLV7I/AAAAAAAAAA0/I7rD-AGOCkY/S220/Kyler_Gray.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9l3IBOTmTc/TdlQ0jxkzwI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sJwpCnOaqbM/s72-c/IMG_0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791158466593721431.post-1606971425590733643</id><published>2011-05-21T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T13:31:29.197-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>DJDJ - Island Sights and Return Voyage</title><content type='html'>We originally thought that we could walk around to see most of what the island offered, which turned out to be extremely ignorant. The island is pretty huge and would be like trying to walk around Emerald Isle 3-4 times. But, there was a touristy town near where the ferry landed, and we walked down a few roads and some dirt paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXcStlBv_IA/TdHGZz5AZWI/AAAAAAAAAU4/DdTyyt-fGgc/s1600/DSCN1201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fXcStlBv_IA/TdHGZz5AZWI/AAAAAAAAAU4/DdTyyt-fGgc/s640/DSCN1201.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of Praries and Lakes on the Island...We Went on&amp;nbsp;a Mini-Hike&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9fC9OoSZ5s/TdHGbmo3R-I/AAAAAAAAAU8/9gmwxyCrF1k/s1600/DSCN1206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9fC9OoSZ5s/TdHGbmo3R-I/AAAAAAAAAU8/9gmwxyCrF1k/s640/DSCN1206.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k-5rc1kzaj4/TdHGghcfK2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/w31TT8pUcgI/s1600/DSCN1209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k-5rc1kzaj4/TdHGghcfK2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/w31TT8pUcgI/s640/DSCN1209.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We Ate at the Black Dog Tavern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Usheomg6CiU/TdHGzyFEj6I/AAAAAAAAAVk/hVJYqYAJt4Q/s1600/DSCN1207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Usheomg6CiU/TdHGzyFEj6I/AAAAAAAAAVk/hVJYqYAJt4Q/s640/DSCN1207.JPG" width="480px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Was Just Telling My Group How Rare This Was and It Had To Be a Magnolia&lt;br /&gt;Tree, But I Had Never Seen a Yellow One...When the Homeowner Shouted From&lt;br /&gt;Outside, "Yep, it's a Magnolia".&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jtl3w9y2i4/TdHHjWzwNsI/AAAAAAAAAVo/NKtNBbBWk5M/s1600/DSCN1210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2jtl3w9y2i4/TdHHjWzwNsI/AAAAAAAAAVo/NKtNBbBWk5M/s640/DSCN1210.JPG" width="640px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Shenandoah is&amp;nbsp;a Boat Made in the 60s That Replicates 1600s Sailing...Didn't Ride It&lt;br /&gt;But Saw Pictures in a Pamplet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Our ferry was scheduled to leave at 7:15, with the next one departing at 8:30. We could have caught either one, but we were just finishing up supper (well three of us were...one was gracefully indulging in his salmon) around 7. We tried to speed the check process along, but encountered several hiccups, finally receiving our bills at 7:15. After quick math for a tip and a signature, we SPRINTED to the dock about 1/3 mile away﻿, where they had already put up some snow fence to block entry. The crew let us on, and the boat undocked less than a minute later. It was quite the experience, but we made it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/
