<?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-1622929820536726819</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:35:33.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The De Arton Adventures</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-8659202481546185299</id><published>2008-07-01T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T06:41:28.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Surprise + an added bonus</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday I received a surprise call from my cousin Doug's ex-wife, Kari.  When Doug and Kari were married, Kari and I became good friends at the Jewett reunions.  However, about ten years ago, Doug and Kari divorced and (sadly) I hadn't seen Kari since.  It just so happens that Kari and her family were travelling through Idaho Falls on their way to Alaska, and they stopped by our house!  (Side note:  They're driving from Florida to Alaska--5,000 miles!)  It was really great to see them and to meet Dennis, Kari's new husband, and Sean, their son.  &lt;br /&gt;Here we are at breakfast:  Emily (in the blue), Ellyn, Kari, Sean, Dennis (hidden), and Allison.  Allison really enjoyed her time with her 2nd cousins, Emily and Ellyn.  We hadn't seen the girls in about six years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SGoxTEaDw2I/AAAAAAAAAKo/A8b5ba6jrmE/s1600-h/Img2448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218037321932456802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SGoxTEaDw2I/AAAAAAAAAKo/A8b5ba6jrmE/s320/Img2448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellyn and Sean &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; Wesley!  In fact, Sean tried to sneak Wesley into their car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SGoxTjxzTVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Gr72chvA18o/s1600-h/Img2449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218037330353540434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SGoxTjxzTVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Gr72chvA18o/s320/Img2449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Lynch family:  Dennis, Ellyn, Kari, Emily, and Sean.  I hope we don't let another ten years pass before we see them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SGoxT9zgJTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/hYiD-W6JvHQ/s1600-h/Img2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218037337339995442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SGoxT9zgJTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/hYiD-W6JvHQ/s320/Img2452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The added bonus:  Roses from our front yard.  Yes, these beautiful roses actually grew in our front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SGoxUJx6pXI/AAAAAAAAALA/OcILI28wTGA/s1600-h/Img2460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218037340554569074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SGoxUJx6pXI/AAAAAAAAALA/OcILI28wTGA/s320/Img2460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SGoxUs_hKMI/AAAAAAAAALI/aUnvj6fzqVQ/s1600-h/Img2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218037350006859970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SGoxUs_hKMI/AAAAAAAAALI/aUnvj6fzqVQ/s320/Img2459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-8659202481546185299?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/8659202481546185299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=8659202481546185299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/8659202481546185299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/8659202481546185299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-surprise-added-bonus.html' title='A Fun Surprise + an added bonus'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</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://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SGoxTEaDw2I/AAAAAAAAAKo/A8b5ba6jrmE/s72-c/Img2448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-3272134305007278981</id><published>2008-06-18T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:27:54.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had a great Father's Day weekend.  On Saturday we had a picnic at Fall Creek.  The whole family couldn't make it, but fortunately everyone was able to come over for dinner on Sunday.  &lt;em&gt;Un&lt;/em&gt;fortunately, I failed to take any pictures on Sunday!  So, stay tuned for July 4th when I'll be sure to get pictures of the entire gang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A few pictures from our picnic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SFlRLno_edI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8984Vll_qVs/s1600-h/DSCN1191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213287303719385554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SFlRLno_edI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8984Vll_qVs/s320/DSCN1191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allison and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SFlRMIaPBtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/D0TWgpHrglE/s1600-h/DSCN1195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213287312515860178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SFlRMIaPBtI/AAAAAAAAAKI/D0TWgpHrglE/s320/DSCN1195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob throwing rocks in the river while being observed by Gordon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SFlRMdrXYDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/9Tg0LCmJEcY/s1600-h/DSCN1205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213287318224855090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SFlRMdrXYDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/9Tg0LCmJEcY/s320/DSCN1205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thomas and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SFlRNWVNbbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/B0zwuWhfIFo/s1600-h/DSCN1207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213287333432749490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SFlRNWVNbbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/B0zwuWhfIFo/s320/DSCN1207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maryn (friend of Caitlan and Jacob) and Caitlan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SFlRNqyKMlI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pc21ozvfVX4/s1600-h/DSCN1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213287338922881618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SFlRNqyKMlI/AAAAAAAAAKg/pc21ozvfVX4/s320/DSCN1190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-3272134305007278981?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/3272134305007278981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=3272134305007278981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/3272134305007278981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/3272134305007278981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day-picnic.html' title='Father&apos;s Day picnic'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</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://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SFlRLno_edI/AAAAAAAAAKA/8984Vll_qVs/s72-c/DSCN1191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-453592745175056377</id><published>2008-06-06T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T19:57:01.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joy of Perennials</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the approach of spring (I think), I need to write about how excited I am about perennials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I've always wanted a perennial garden, but it has never worked out for one reason or another.  Last year I removed all the rocks at our entry way and planted several perennials.  They actually started appearing a few weeks ago!  I'll post some pictures when they're in full bloom.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn3o9OTRTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EgrkZK6nbeE/s1600-h/DSCN2626.JPG"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208966727032063282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn3o9OTRTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EgrkZK6nbeE/s320/DSCN2626.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(left side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn3pWKrAzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QTfGLIqOQ6Q/s1600-h/DSCN2627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208966733727728434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn3pWKrAzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QTfGLIqOQ6Q/s320/DSCN2627.JPG" width="414" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(right side)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn3pndBfRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/sHvE1ix2Yks/s1600-h/DSCN2628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208966738368101650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn3pndBfRI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/sHvE1ix2Yks/s320/DSCN2628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't plant this Bleeding Heart, but just like the perennials, it appeared like magic.  It looks even better in real life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-453592745175056377?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/453592745175056377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=453592745175056377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/453592745175056377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/453592745175056377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/06/joy-of-perennials.html' title='The Joy of Perennials'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</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://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn3o9OTRTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EgrkZK6nbeE/s72-c/DSCN2626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-6083085858607771305</id><published>2008-06-06T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T19:48:27.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend with Nonny and Bob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This past weekend we enjoyed a visit from Nonny and Bob who recently returned to the US from Central America. Welcome back!  We went down to Logan and visited the Hansens.  Tom and Gordon were as cute and entertaining as ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn1xxWzQvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RA25eVlG3Zg/s1600-h/DSCN2632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208964679442055922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn1xxWzQvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RA25eVlG3Zg/s320/DSCN2632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also learned that Thomas and Gordon will have a new baby brother in October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn1yzliXVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/StS40TQY5_M/s1600-h/DSCN2631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208964697220603218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn1yzliXVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/StS40TQY5_M/s320/DSCN2631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Freeds came over the next day.  Don't Dallis, Brynn, and Hadley look cute in their Colombia shirts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn1zdkQJwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KiOOrFlCaqI/s1600-h/DSCN2634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208964708489504514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn1zdkQJwI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KiOOrFlCaqI/s320/DSCN2634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's baby Graham AKA Little Todd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn1zsA6qyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/X1Wsoqx4Ygo/s1600-h/DSCN2637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208964712367827746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn1zsA6qyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/X1Wsoqx4Ygo/s320/DSCN2637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-6083085858607771305?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/6083085858607771305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=6083085858607771305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/6083085858607771305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/6083085858607771305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/06/weekend-with-nonny-and-bob.html' title='Weekend with Nonny and Bob'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</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://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SEn1xxWzQvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RA25eVlG3Zg/s72-c/DSCN2632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-4395254162899865717</id><published>2008-06-03T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T17:49:59.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers to an Uninvited Tag</title><content type='html'>I saw this on Ann-Michelle's blog and thought it was kind of interesting. &lt;div style="COLOR: #000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: white; TEXT-ALIGN: center" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="1" width="350" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT: 16px/1.1 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: white; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #0066b3"&gt;HowManyOfMe.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;table style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: white; TEXT-ALIGN: center" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-TOP: 2px" width="120"&gt;&lt;a style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://howmanyofme.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px; BORDER-TOP: black 1px; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px" height="100" alt="Logo" src="http://extimg.howmanyofme.com/extimages/howmany-logo.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 16px/1.1 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000;" &gt;There are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;color:red;" &gt;766,623 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 16px/1.1 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000;" &gt;people with my name&lt;br /&gt;in the U.S.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a style="FONT: bold 16px/1.8 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; COLOR: #0066b3; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://howmanyofme.com/"&gt;How many have your name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our results: 0 for DeArton (as already reported by Ann-M--although, how could this be true? We do have a few DeArton relatives.) My name is the most common: 766,623 Kimberlys. I think I know at least 76,000 of them. Jacob is next at 250,977. Greg and Allison are a close third at 158,192 and 139,939. Kristina follows with 98,870. There are no Caitlans, but Caitlin has 34,985. Elise has 28,900, and Ann-Michelle comes in last at 0. Maybe she should be first since clearly that's where we showed the most originality! My maiden name Jewett has 9,613.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-4395254162899865717?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/4395254162899865717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=4395254162899865717' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/4395254162899865717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/4395254162899865717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/06/answers-to-uninvited-tag.html' title='Answers to an Uninvited Tag'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-4281941827821606047</id><published>2008-06-01T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T18:41:34.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Okay-I was really trying to be a good blogger.  I went on a field trip to Virginia City and even remembered my camera!  I took a bunch of great pictures.  Then a few days later we went to Brynn's birthday party, and once again, I took a bunch of pictures with the intent to create a blog post.  So, I came home, tried to download the pictures, and for some reason they disappeared!  I was really mad,  but what can I do????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of school now, so hopefully I can solve all my blog challenges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-4281941827821606047?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/4281941827821606047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=4281941827821606047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/4281941827821606047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/4281941827821606047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-2561118276208229913</id><published>2008-05-19T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:18:19.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fun Week-end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We started the day running a 5K at the river. Pictured below is Heather, Ann-Michlle, Allison, me, Julie, Lezhai, and Ryker. Heather is Ann-Michelle's neighbor and Kristi Jost's sister. Lezhai, Julie, and Ryker live in my neighborhood. My goal was to keep up with Julie. Uhhh, maybe next time.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDI5alKns2I/AAAAAAAAAII/mYd_rxDaibE/s1600-h/DSCN1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202283648382382946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDI5alKns2I/AAAAAAAAAII/mYd_rxDaibE/s320/DSCN1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The DeArton participants: Ann-Michelle, Allison, and me. Note the fashion change-a hat rather than a headband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDI5bFKns3I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GMrvZ-oFEEA/s1600-h/DSCN1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202283656972317554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDI5bFKns3I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/GMrvZ-oFEEA/s320/DSCN1098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we drove to Ogden to the Railroad Museum. Surprise! The Hansens were there. Caitlan and Gordon in a train car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDI5b1Kns4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/U-2A-GBt0G8/s1600-h/DSCN2561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202283669857219458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDI5b1Kns4I/AAAAAAAAAIY/U-2A-GBt0G8/s320/DSCN2561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of us on a handcar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDI5cVKns5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/M0KyLE7qguI/s1600-h/DSCN2559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202283678447154066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDI5cVKns5I/AAAAAAAAAIg/M0KyLE7qguI/s320/DSCN2559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tom and Gordon: the perfect passengers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDI5clKns6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Sq-lIAYuVzU/s1600-h/DSCN2554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202283682742121378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDI5clKns6I/AAAAAAAAAIo/Sq-lIAYuVzU/s320/DSCN2554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What she really thought of the museum, part 1: My heart is at the mall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202288432975950770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDI9xFKns7I/AAAAAAAAAIw/rU4KQjxmIbQ/s320/DSCN2562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she really thought of the museum, part 2: My heart is in Phoenix!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202301442431890386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDJJmVKns9I/AAAAAAAAAJA/Yy0qSESMDBU/s320/DSCN2557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-2561118276208229913?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/2561118276208229913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=2561118276208229913' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/2561118276208229913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/2561118276208229913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/05/fun-week-end.html' title='A Fun Week-end'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</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://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SDI5alKns2I/AAAAAAAAAII/mYd_rxDaibE/s72-c/DSCN1099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-8987794329533977830</id><published>2008-05-12T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T17:26:22.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>I had a great Mother's Day!  These pictures are in backwards order, but oh well, at least I have pictures!  I decided to give my daughters Mother's Day presents this year since they're the ones who make being a mother so great, plus they're all either current or future mothers.  (Yes, Jacob, I'll remember you on Father's Day!)  So, I found these really cute vintage-style aprons.  Here we are in the kitchen modelling them while in use.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SCjdkVKnsqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dsBRZmoqY9s/s1600-h/DSCN1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199649386025956002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="227" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SCjdkVKnsqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dsBRZmoqY9s/s320/DSCN1072.JPG" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are just modelling.  Elise has an apron too, but she was in Colorado for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SCjdk1KnsrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RlAHC8oLVh0/s1600-h/DSCN1074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199649394615890610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SCjdk1KnsrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RlAHC8oLVh0/s320/DSCN1074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dallis and Hadley had to try the aprons out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SCjdlVKnssI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0GeKMIKuTKg/s1600-h/DSCN1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199649403205825218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SCjdlVKnssI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0GeKMIKuTKg/s320/DSCN1079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob brought these home from Russia.  Yes, he gave them to me last January, but I thought they were blog-worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SCjdl1KnstI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kvGaht8i1pA/s1600-h/DSCN1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199649411795759826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SCjdl1KnstI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kvGaht8i1pA/s320/DSCN1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ann-Michelle gave me the potted plant, Kristie made the picture, and Elise gave me the Great Harvest gift card (yum!).  Jacob, Caitlan, and Allison honored me with the presents of their presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SCjdmFKnsuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FO9KXfptWhQ/s1600-h/DSCN1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199649416090727138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SCjdmFKnsuI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FO9KXfptWhQ/s320/DSCN1089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a fun day from start to finish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-8987794329533977830?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/8987794329533977830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=8987794329533977830' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/8987794329533977830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/8987794329533977830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</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://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SCjdkVKnsqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dsBRZmoqY9s/s72-c/DSCN1072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-1637275384046545713</id><published>2008-04-19T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T18:15:19.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Half-Marathon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SAqXD2G4ZpI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xbd4NeYQqog/s1600-h/IMG_8358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SAqXD2G4ZpI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xbd4NeYQqog/s320/IMG_8358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191127612817696402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SAqXEGG4ZqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/D8d3x1pJPk4/s1600-h/IMG_8359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SAqXEGG4ZqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/D8d3x1pJPk4/s320/IMG_8359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191127617112663714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I completed my first half-marathon (13.1 miles).  When we decided to do this last December, I was pretty excited.  But as the time drew closer, I began dreading the upcoming event.  However, it turned out to be a lot of fun (even though I'm having trouble walking at the moment!), and I definitely plan to make this an annual tradition.  Caitlan, Jacob, Ann-Michelle, and I ran as you can see by the pictures.  The first picture is us after the race, and the other shows the snazzy medals we got.  My time was about 2 3/4 hours--actually a little faster than I was expecting.  Also, usually my goal in a race (I've done about 7 so far) is to not be last.  I'm used to the small Idaho races where coming in last is a real possibility.  But now I'm sold on these big races.  There were over 13,000 runners, and I was far from last.  It was great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-1637275384046545713?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/1637275384046545713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=1637275384046545713' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/1637275384046545713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/1637275384046545713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-first-half-marathon.html' title='My First Half-Marathon!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</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://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/SAqXD2G4ZpI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xbd4NeYQqog/s72-c/IMG_8358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-7135908319820481078</id><published>2008-03-23T18:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:23:11.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elk Grove trip</title><content type='html'>At the end of February, Jacob, Allison, and I went to Elk Grove (Sacramento) to visit my dad and Sue.  I didn't get many pictures, but here is a small sampling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-cBat87t6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/iF-Ipbe0YyM/s1600-h/Feb08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-cBat87t6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/iF-Ipbe0YyM/s320/Feb08+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181111454836438946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon we went out to lunch in Folsom with Sue and the Red-hatters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-cBbt87t7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/nKlla1bOLHM/s1600-h/Feb08+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-cBbt87t7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/nKlla1bOLHM/s320/Feb08+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181111472016308146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob and I in front of the new &lt;a href="http://www.ldschurchtemples.com/sacramento/"&gt;Sacramento temple&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-cBcN87t8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZovZM4AtmZ4/s1600-h/Feb08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-cBcN87t8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZovZM4AtmZ4/s320/Feb08+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181111480606242754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob looking cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-cBct87t9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tqG8z_3Rgz4/s1600-h/Feb08+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-cBct87t9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tqG8z_3Rgz4/s320/Feb08+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181111489196177362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot of the Sacramento temple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-7135908319820481078?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/7135908319820481078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=7135908319820481078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/7135908319820481078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/7135908319820481078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/03/elk-grove-trip.html' title='Elk Grove trip'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</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://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-cBat87t6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/iF-Ipbe0YyM/s72-c/Feb08+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-6017023080647245873</id><published>2008-03-18T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T18:10:47.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay here's what you've all been waiting for...Valentine's Day pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-BuuV-KFTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KyWmC3NYg2g/s1600-h/Feb08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179261313926960434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-BuuV-KFTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KyWmC3NYg2g/s320/Feb08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hadley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-BukV-KFSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YFFW95DAjmE/s1600-h/Feb08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179261142128268578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-BukV-KFSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YFFW95DAjmE/s320/Feb08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-Bv9l-KFVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/F7tYoE32qQs/s1600-h/Feb08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179262675431593298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-Bv9l-KFVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/F7tYoE32qQs/s320/Feb08+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-Bvu1-KFUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vJHRcXYbcf0/s1600-h/Feb08+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179262422028522818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-Bvu1-KFUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vJHRcXYbcf0/s320/Feb08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-BuZV-KFRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-5Cb-1TluqQ/s1600-h/Feb08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179260953149707538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-BuZV-KFRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-5Cb-1TluqQ/s320/Feb08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandchildren and me/ Hadley, Ann-Michelle, and Dallis with our decorated cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dallis with cookie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-6017023080647245873?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/6017023080647245873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=6017023080647245873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/6017023080647245873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/6017023080647245873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/03/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</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://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R-BuuV-KFTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/KyWmC3NYg2g/s72-c/Feb08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-7661627869585555312</id><published>2008-02-24T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:32:58.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another tag</title><content type='html'>Now that I am attempting to be a blogger, I actually like tags.  For one thing, as Ann-Michelle pointed out, it's always fun to talk about myself.  For another, no pictures are involved!  It's not that I don't like pictures, I just keep forgetting to take them at opportune moments plus I really haven't figured out the right way to post them. You may think I haven't tried, but you haven't seen all the posts I've had to delete because my "picture" came out as a bunch of numbers.  Ok--here goes---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 years ago... 1988 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- I was living on Ruthie Lane in Redding, California busy planning and contemplating a 3 week trip the upcoming summer to Israel and Egypt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 years ago: 1998 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I was in my 2nd year of teaching at Lincoln High School and shocked that I was old enough to have a newly engaged daughter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 years ago: 2003 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- I was in my 3rd year at Lake Stevens High School and the middle of my service as the Granite Falls Ward YW pres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 years ago: 2005 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- I had just begun teaching at Marysville Junior High in Marysville, WA.  This was towards the end of the period when the entire DeArton clan (at least our part of it) was living in western Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 year ago... 2007 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- This was in the middle of my first year back at Lincoln High School.  It really didn't take too long to readjust since not much had changed in my seven year absence!  This was also about 6 months into my quest to become an actual runner (still working on it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So far this year...2008 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;- It's been a busy, but good time with lots of family activities so far. (If any non-family members are reading this, we've all migrated to the intermountain west.) Our first family activity of 2008 was New Year's at the Hansens, followed by Jacob's homecoming from Russia 3 weeks later, followed by Jake's homecoming address at church and celebration the following week, followed by Graham's blessing and celebration the following week, followed by Todd Flatland's 25th birthday party the following week . . . It's a bit too quiet now, but I'm sure we'll come up with some activities in March!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday I.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;insanely (I stole that part from Ann-Michelle) ran around the river twice which is just short of 5 miles.  It wasn't too cold, but there was still quite a bit of ice and mud on the trail. In fact, I slipped at one point and had mud all up one side of my pants leg.  I forgot about that when I stopped by Wal-Mart on my way home and ran into one of my neighbors. He kept looking down at my leg . . . After he left, I looked down to see what the big attraction was, and yep, there was all that mud.  Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ate Jacob's Russian food for breakfast, went to church, had a nice dinner made by Greg and joined by Greg, Jacob, Caitlan, and Allison.  Caitlan left for Provo, everyone else is taking a nap, and I'm typing away on the computer!&lt;br /&gt;I am tagging no one.  Everyone I know in the blogging world has already been tagged!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-7661627869585555312?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/7661627869585555312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=7661627869585555312' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/7661627869585555312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/7661627869585555312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/02/yet-another-tag.html' title='Yet another tag'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-3993179184142503940</id><published>2008-02-10T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:30:29.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another tag</title><content type='html'>Where were you born? Kansas City, Missouri&lt;br /&gt;Middle name: Ann&lt;br /&gt;How old will you be this year? 51 (what kind of a question is that???)&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: I actually can't think of any.&lt;br /&gt;Are you taller than your mother or father? Neither!&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry often during movies? Not so much--every once in awhile though.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite color: Green&lt;br /&gt;Favorite foods: Teriyaki chicken, pretty much anything with coconut&lt;br /&gt;Favorite beverage: water (I'm not lying)&lt;br /&gt;Favorite cold cereal: Kashi&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Smells: cinnamon for the house&lt;br /&gt;Favorite time of day: early morning&lt;br /&gt;What brand of shampoo/conditioner do you use? Bath and Body Works' Orange and Ginger--something like that.  It's supposed to be energizing.&lt;br /&gt;Make-up products? Mary Kay&lt;br /&gt;How many pillows do you sleep with? 1&lt;br /&gt;Do you play an instrument? piano&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been skinny dipping? maybe when I was 2&lt;br /&gt;Did you do any sports in High School? volleyball and soccer at school, church basketball&lt;br /&gt;What was the last movie you saw in the theater? Enchanted&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite article of clothing? Right now my lined jogging pants.  Ask me in the summer--I'm sure my answer will be different.&lt;br /&gt;What is your dream vacation? Switzerland&lt;br /&gt;What was your first impression of your spouse? That guy has to be the biggest flirt I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;If you were an animal what would you be? a cat (owned by a nice family of course)--They do pretty much whatever they want, and they're always clean.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite "me- time" activity? reading&lt;br /&gt;What is your dream car? 2008 Toyota Avalon&lt;br /&gt;What is one of your weaknesses? procrastination&lt;br /&gt;What do you fix for dinner when there's nothing to fix? leftovers&lt;br /&gt;If you could live in a different decade/era which one would it be? I think now is the best.&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself outgoing? No&lt;br /&gt;What is something you are constantly working on? organization&lt;br /&gt;Any hidden talents? If I knew what they were, they wouldn't be hidden.&lt;br /&gt;What is a word or phrase you overuse? ?&lt;br /&gt;What was the hardest thing that happened to you this past year? child's medical issues&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing that happened to you this past year? same as above--things are 100% better&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing you hope to accomplish this year? become a lifetime member of Weight Watchers (although I don't know how they'll pay the rent here if I actually earn "free" status)&lt;br /&gt;Who are the 6 people you are going to tag to do this survey? No one.  I only answer these things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-3993179184142503940?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/3993179184142503940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=3993179184142503940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/3993179184142503940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/3993179184142503940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-tag.html' title='Another tag'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-3160738187514726279</id><published>2008-01-30T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T19:15:52.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adding a picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/ChrisEliseHansen/R31w1v8GJZI/AAAAAAAABV4/QAr-bqK0Qr0/January%"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://lh6.google.com/ChrisEliseHansen/R31w1v8GJZI/AAAAAAAABV4/QAr-bqK0Qr0/January%" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a test using a picture of me as a princess on New Year's Eve with one of my loyal subjects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-3160738187514726279?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/3160738187514726279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=3160738187514726279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/3160738187514726279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/3160738187514726279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/01/adding-picture.html' title='Adding a picture'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-2993521775434724174</id><published>2008-01-30T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T19:00:03.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers to a Tag</title><content type='html'>One nice thing about tags:  You don't have to feel guilty about not including pictures!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On my to-do list:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. Organize the sewing room using my neat-o frito label maker. &lt;br /&gt;2. Do something creative with all those ____ pictures. (Yes, I feel like swearing, but I just can't do it.)&lt;br /&gt;3. Make a decision about whether or not I should go for my Master's degree and either DO IT or forget about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I had a billion dollars...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have my house totally remodelled including a complete professional landscaping job.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'd definitely go on a 6-week trip to Switzerland and surrounding areas.  I'd take Greg and any one else in my family who wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'd hire a resident cook. &lt;br /&gt;4. Even though I love my car, if I had that much money, I'd buy a 2008 fully-loaded Avalon.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'd set up some kind of perpetual fund for people who wanted to adopt--especially Russian children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Bad Habits&lt;br /&gt;1. Eating when I'm not hungry&lt;br /&gt;2. Procrastinating important tasks&lt;br /&gt;3. Failing to post regularly on my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 Things you probably don't know about me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I climbed to the top of the inside of an Egyptian pyramid.  I can't even imagine doing it now--too claustrophobic.&lt;br /&gt;2. I was voted "Most Valuable Player" in a 9th grade volleyball tournament.  Opposing teams voted for each other.  I really wasn't the best player, so I think my teammates were mad that I won!&lt;br /&gt;3. I recently painted a watercolor--the first one in over 30 years.  I was going to post a picture of it, but it's too poor.  I still may post it some day though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 Jobs I've had:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Waitress&lt;br /&gt;2. Interviewer for the US Census Bureau&lt;br /&gt;3. teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 Movies I could watch over and over:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Enchanted.-- I've actually only seen it once, but I think I could watch that one several more times.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sweet Home Alabama--Ok, I know there are a few silly parts (like where she socks the future mother-in-law in the nose), but it's still a fun movie and all the main characters are so cute! &lt;br /&gt;3. I'm stuck on this one.  I haven't watched anything much lately, although in the past I watched Anne of Green Gables and Persuasion (a British version) multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 &lt;em&gt;People I e-mail daily:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Work people&lt;br /&gt;2. Actually, nobody.  I think I'm doing good if I answer emails within a week.  Daily?  Right.&lt;br /&gt;3. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 Things I love to eat:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a little easier . . .&lt;br /&gt;1. Kettle Korn&lt;br /&gt;2. Hot brownie and vanilla bean ice cream topped with hot fudge&lt;br /&gt;3. Maple syrup glazed salmon at Barclay's in Victoria&lt;br /&gt;4. Creme brulee at Anthony's in Everett  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 place I'd rather be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Switzerland&lt;br /&gt;2. Panama&lt;br /&gt;3. San Diego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 Places I've lived:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sacramento, CA&lt;br /&gt;2. Redding, CA&lt;br /&gt;3. Lake Stevens, WA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 Things I'm looking forward to:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. becoming a lifetime Weight Watcher's member &lt;br /&gt;2. Completing my Master's Degree or deciding not to do it&lt;br /&gt;3. Completing a 1/2 Marathon in April with Elise, Ann-Michelle, Caitlan, and Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew--that took a lot of brain power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-2993521775434724174?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/2993521775434724174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=2993521775434724174' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/2993521775434724174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/2993521775434724174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/01/answers-to-tag.html' title='Answers to a Tag'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-1728506184913595099</id><published>2008-01-30T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:27:39.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay-here are a few words</title><content type='html'>Not a bad idea about the book review. I do read regularly and now feel especially good about it after reading Elizabeth Berg's article.  You'll have to go to Elise's blog to find that one since I have yet to figure out how to set up links within my posts.  Anyway, I just finished &lt;em&gt;The Glass Castle &lt;/em&gt;yesterday.  First I have to say that it's similar to &lt;em&gt;A Child Called It&lt;/em&gt; only much better written.  Also, the character in TGC suffered the abuse of neglect rather than physical abuse.  So my first question:  Why do we have a fascination with reading about all the horrible things parents do to their children?  Does it make us feel like better parents, i.e. "Well, I didn't help jr. with his homework, but at least I didn't feed him solely popcorn for three days straight!"  Second, I am wondering how 3 of the 4 children in TGC turned out so mature and successful despite their extremely poor upbringing.  In case you don't know, &lt;em&gt;The Glass Castle &lt;/em&gt;is purported to be the true memoir of msnbc.com writer, Jeannette Wells.  I did enjoy reading it.  Her descriptions were well done without being overly sappy or whiny.  The story moved along at a nice pace.  Plus, the author did triumph in the end.  I'd give it a 4 out of 5 stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-1728506184913595099?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/1728506184913595099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=1728506184913595099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/1728506184913595099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/1728506184913595099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/01/okay-here-are-few-words.html' title='Okay-here are a few words'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-7030094270389437938</id><published>2008-01-27T17:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:03:53.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anyone really read this?</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been a regular blogger.  For some reason the learning curve (posting pictures, finding something different to say than Elise, Ann-Michelle, or Caitlan) has been my road block.  Poor excuse, I know.  But, I really do want to know--&lt;em&gt;Does anyone really read this&lt;/em&gt;???  A simple "yes" in the comment section will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-7030094270389437938?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/7030094270389437938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=7030094270389437938' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/7030094270389437938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/7030094270389437938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2008/01/does-anyone-really-read-this.html' title='Does anyone really read this?'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-4679594525762666788</id><published>2007-12-30T12:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T13:03:51.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Video Montage (no sound)</title><content type='html'>Here's a sampling of our Christmas beginning with the outside scenery, followed by a nativity with a live baby, then the house as it looked before the gift opening, a few shots of the gift opening, and concluding with the outside Christmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=49dcc30c486725f9adb2bd" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="475" height="398" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=49dcc30c486725f9adb2bd&amp;skin_id=3&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:475px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt4" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slideshow at &lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;www.OneTrueMedia.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-4679594525762666788?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/4679594525762666788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=4679594525762666788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/4679594525762666788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/4679594525762666788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-first-video-montage-no-sound.html' title='My First Video Montage (no sound)'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-898972823077732292</id><published>2007-12-23T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T20:38:13.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 5K</title><content type='html'>So over Thanksgiving, 13 of us participated in a race in which the proceeds went to the Idaho Falls Food Bank. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R283BFKFO8I/AAAAAAAAACw/8-nHbOsJTps/s1600-h/big+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R283BFKFO8I/AAAAAAAAACw/8-nHbOsJTps/s320/big+family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147393390811626434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are in our matching shirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R283MlKFO9I/AAAAAAAAAC4/SaFou2uo5ds/s1600-h/Running+Superstar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R283MlKFO9I/AAAAAAAAAC4/SaFou2uo5ds/s320/Running+Superstar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147393588380122066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me. I came in 171st out of 282- pretty good considering my goal was to not be last! My time was 36:24 in case you were wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R283kFKFO-I/AAAAAAAAADA/7-NSnTceNc8/s1600-h/Turkey+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R283kFKFO-I/AAAAAAAAADA/7-NSnTceNc8/s320/Turkey+man.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147393992107047906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Turkey man completes the Thanksgiving mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-898972823077732292?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/898972823077732292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=898972823077732292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/898972823077732292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/898972823077732292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2007/12/thanksgiving-5k.html' title='Thanksgiving 5K'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</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://bp2.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R283BFKFO8I/AAAAAAAAACw/8-nHbOsJTps/s72-c/big+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-8991999705297694059</id><published>2007-12-23T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T20:19:07.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R28x3lKFO5I/AAAAAAAAACY/HLYmnHzrMSE/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R28x3lKFO5I/AAAAAAAAACY/HLYmnHzrMSE/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147387730044730258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the students that finished my Block 6 novels class. We started with 16, but only 11 finished. And actually, one student is missing because of his court date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R28yY1KFO6I/AAAAAAAAACg/EQEYCm6EOi4/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R28yY1KFO6I/AAAAAAAAACg/EQEYCm6EOi4/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147388301275380642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg did a great job on the lights this year- thanks Honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R28yulKFO7I/AAAAAAAAACo/JX8b1djUAHk/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R28yulKFO7I/AAAAAAAAACo/JX8b1djUAHk/s320/023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147388674937535410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the results of hours of baking labor. Kristie, Ann-Michelle, Allison, and I collaborated in making a variety of Christmas treats for our neighbors. We ended up with over 70 plates! Team work yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-8991999705297694059?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/8991999705297694059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=8991999705297694059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/8991999705297694059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/8991999705297694059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2007/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</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://bp0.blogger.com/_7gIwZBdv_WI/R28x3lKFO5I/AAAAAAAAACY/HLYmnHzrMSE/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-803045900708190469</id><published>2007-12-22T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T11:04:30.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift Tags</title><content type='html'>Elise didn't formally tag me (I think she gave up), so I'm answering this one on my own volition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? Well, I do prefer wrapping paper, but sometimes I get lazy and use gift bags.  Gift bags are more earth-friendly though (assuming you actually reuse them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Real tree or Artificial? Definitely real.  We tried the artificial route one time. It just didn't work for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When do you put up the tree? Our plan is always to put it up shortly after Thanksgiving which I'm happy to say we did this year.  However, I really can't speak for Christmases past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When do you take the tree down? Usually New Year's day, or shortly thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite gift received as a child? I always loved the fancy Barbie outfits my Aunt Joan gave me.  Another stand out:  the "Alice" doll I got at age 7.  (She looked like Alice in Wonderland.  Alice in. . . Allison--was this a premonition of my future?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you have a nativity scene? Yes--one by Jim Shore, a clear glass one, a ceramic one, a partial olive wood one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Hardest person to buy for? Nonny and Bob--so far away plus they don't have space for any more stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Easiest to buy for? Ann-Michelle--she drops hints all year long!  (That's a good thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Mail or e-mail Christmas cards? Good question since I've done neither the past two(or more) years.  However, this year I'm mailing most but e-mailing my Israel group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? Sorry,I'm not answering this one as the giver may be one of my readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Favorite Christmas Movie? &lt;em&gt;The Santa Clause &lt;/em&gt;(the first one).  I know it's a silly movie but that Tim Allen is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? Not that I recall, but considering this is my 50th Christmas, it's hard to say for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? Rolls made from a recipe given to me by my neighbor, Chris.  Thanks Chris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Clear lights or colored on the tree? colored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite Christmas song? &lt;em&gt;Joy to the World &lt;/em&gt; at church, &lt;em&gt;The Night Before Christmas &lt;/em&gt;by Carly Simon, and Kurt Bestor's rendition of &lt;em&gt;Hark the Herald Angels Sing&lt;/em&gt;.  This year I'm kind of getting attached to &lt;em&gt;I Want an Alien for Christmas&lt;/em&gt;. (Thanks Elise!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Travel at Christmas or stay home? We're staying home this year with lots of guests.  Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer? Definitely.  50 years of singing &lt;em&gt;Rudolf the Red-nosed Reindeer &lt;/em&gt;will do that to you.  Okay, maybe it's only been 45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? Jammies on Christmas Eve, everything else Christmas morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Most annoying thing about this time of year? lines at the Post Office, traffic on 17th street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite ornament theme or color? None of them stand out--I like them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite for Christmas dinner? Ham, rolls, sweet potatoes, something minty (like ice cream pie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What do you want for Christmas this year? The main thing I wanted was for all my family to be together, and I already know I'm getting that one (except for Jacob who is on a mission).  Other than that, I've been dreaming of all the things I could do with a labelmaker.  I also want a head-light (not a car headlight) so I don't have to carry a flashlight when I walk Wesley (the dog) early in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!  Please sign in on the comment section and say hi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-803045900708190469?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/803045900708190469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=803045900708190469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/803045900708190469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/803045900708190469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2007/12/gift-tags.html' title='Gift Tags'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-7352857703007033079</id><published>2007-12-22T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T10:36:55.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A slight ammendment . . .</title><content type='html'>to the last post. Make that 48 hours from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;now&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  Pictures will be posted by midnight December 23rd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-7352857703007033079?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/7352857703007033079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=7352857703007033079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/7352857703007033079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/7352857703007033079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2007/12/slight-ammendment.html' title='A slight ammendment . . .'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-1570175291573561044</id><published>2007-12-20T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T06:37:29.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just so you know . . .</title><content type='html'>Today is my first day of Christmas break.  I'm going to send out my Christmas cards/letters today ("Better late than never" is my motto), and I plan to include my blog address so that those who are interested can view all my pictures.  THEREFORE, there will be pictures on this blog within the next 48 hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-1570175291573561044?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/1570175291573561044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=1570175291573561044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/1570175291573561044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/1570175291573561044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-so-you-know.html' title='Just so you know . . .'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-6730285854786617351</id><published>2007-11-06T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:12:27.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An explanation</title><content type='html'>What I meant about not posting family pictures--I'll definitely post pictures of the family when we do things.  It's just that I was thinking of doing a blog called "All My Children" (isn't that clever--the follow ups would be "Days of My Life" and then "As the World Turns") with pictures of each child.  These would be old pictures that happened to be on my computer.  But that's when I thought, I really don't need to show my own children what my children look like.  Get it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-6730285854786617351?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/6730285854786617351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=6730285854786617351' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/6730285854786617351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/6730285854786617351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2007/11/explanation.html' title='An explanation'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-1980082013193661762</id><published>2007-11-04T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T18:12:06.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another post</title><content type='html'>Hi all-I've avoided writing because I don't have any pictures. However, I wanted to let all of you know that I plan to blog &lt;em&gt;next Sunday&lt;/em&gt; with pictures of next week's family activities, my class, and anything else that's requested.  I was going to post pictures of my family but then I realized that all my readers &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; my family, so you already know what you look like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-1980082013193661762?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/1980082013193661762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=1980082013193661762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/1980082013193661762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/1980082013193661762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-post.html' title='Another post'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-6051205993060910236</id><published>2007-10-14T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T08:22:32.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/13690000/13697127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/13690000/13697127.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering what I've been reading, they're two completely opposite books. &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?z=y&amp;endeca=1&amp;isbn=0307387895&amp;itm=1"&gt;The Road&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Cormac McCarthy is a bleak look at the future. It's well-written and all, but be prepared for vivid descriptions of grayness and the things desperate people may do in the case of a nuclear annihilation of the human race. (Well, maybe it was just an asteroid that hit the earth--he never says exactly.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.deseretbook.com/product-images/large/499/4997872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images.deseretbook.com/product-images/large/499/4997872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My church book group chose &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?z=y&amp;EAN=9781589193574&amp;itm=1"&gt;The Ultimate Gift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, a quick read describing the 12 keys to a happy life (as long as you don't get caught in a nuclear war or maybe get in the way of a stray asteroid). They were both thought-provoking in their own way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Edited to add:&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Since&lt;/b&gt; you 3 readers are lucky, Elise broke into my blog and posted the pictures for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-6051205993060910236?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/6051205993060910236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=6051205993060910236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/6051205993060910236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/6051205993060910236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2007/10/post-2.html' title='Post #2'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622929820536726819.post-5043147160122534011</id><published>2007-09-16T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T15:04:03.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>This blog is just to let all my readers (I believe there are 2 or 3 of you) know that I am finally beginning my blogspot.  Step 1 is figuring out how to post a blog--which is today's task.  Step 2--posting pictures--will have to wait until another day.  I'm not even thinking about posting videos at this point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a gorgeous day in Idaho Falls.  If I were to Step 2, I'd post a picture of the azure sky.  But since I'm not, you'll just have to use your imagination.  Greg and I are feeling the beginnings of becoming empty-nesters as Allison is in Pocatello with Kristie for the day.  I made a very nice dinner for 2, we completely cleaned the kitchen, and it was only 2 o'clock!  What to do with myself??? Oh yeah, figure out that blog thing . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sign off for now because I can see that this would be much more interesting with a few illustrations.  At least the two of you know you have something to look forward to in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1622929820536726819-5043147160122534011?l=gkdearton.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/feeds/5043147160122534011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1622929820536726819&amp;postID=5043147160122534011' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/5043147160122534011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1622929820536726819/posts/default/5043147160122534011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gkdearton.blogspot.com/2007/09/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15997508436104496318</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
