<?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-7576090231209128664</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:11:37.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blonde Ambition</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-1419324743984029408</id><published>2011-07-19T09:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T09:17:16.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoever said I have an almost 4 month old is a liar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3rppeyjSvpU/TiWDta13vBI/AAAAAAAAA9k/nAqbiYb-1pI/s1600/4th%2Bof%2BJuly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3rppeyjSvpU/TiWDta13vBI/AAAAAAAAA9k/nAqbiYb-1pI/s320/4th%2Bof%2BJuly.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631051725419297810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has the time gone?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, my baby shower was last weekend.  Wasn't I just in labor?  Wasn't I just at the hospital, about to get a c-section?  I know for a fact that yesterday was the day we drove our sweet girl home from the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost 4 months later, I've learned how to get up and out of the house in a timely manner, all the while, dressing, diapering and feeding a baby.  I've learned how to not have a complete disaster of a house, while entertaining a 3 month old.  I've learned that crying is not a bad thing, and sometimes its actually funny.  I've FINALLY learned that going back to work is not as bad as I thought it was going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caAeqHIK5C4/TiWDd6hKEtI/AAAAAAAAA9c/P9yMvmXm6mQ/s1600/4th%2Bof%2BJuly%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caAeqHIK5C4/TiWDd6hKEtI/AAAAAAAAA9c/P9yMvmXm6mQ/s320/4th%2Bof%2BJuly%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631051459044446930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576090231209128664-1419324743984029408?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/1419324743984029408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=1419324743984029408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/1419324743984029408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/1419324743984029408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2011/07/whoever-said-i-have-almost-4-month-old.html' title='Whoever said I have an almost 4 month old is a liar.'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3rppeyjSvpU/TiWDta13vBI/AAAAAAAAA9k/nAqbiYb-1pI/s72-c/4th%2Bof%2BJuly.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-7931596878823334128</id><published>2011-07-11T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T14:22:37.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Obsessions...</title><content type='html'>1.  My kid.  Man, I know I sound like that Mom... you know the one... but my kid is amazing.  The most beautiful kid in the whole world.  I mean, I know every Mom things that, but mine totally is, you know!  She's smart (smarter than any other 3 month old I know), Funny (she tells one heck of a joke w/ her facial expressions) and she's just plain out CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Jimmy Johns Sandwiches.. Its like sandwich crack.  If I wasn't embarrassed (and trying to get into pre-pregnancy clothes) , I would eat one every day.  Its literally the BEST sammie in the world.  I prefer the Beach Club, but will definitely take anything they roll out of there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Pottery Barn Kids.  That website is designed to suck you in and steal ALL of your money.  I mean, how can I not want to monogram everything imaginable with Brooke's name?  Baskets, Towels, Bedding, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  2011 GMC Acadia SLE Special Edition.  I. Want. That. Car.  or whatever... SUV.  I might be able to get it, if I weren't obsessed with PB Kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576090231209128664-7931596878823334128?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/7931596878823334128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=7931596878823334128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/7931596878823334128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/7931596878823334128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2011/07/current-obsessions.html' title='Current Obsessions...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-7879471127848684031</id><published>2010-09-02T09:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T09:02:34.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9-02-10</title><content type='html'>In honor of today's date, here are some life lessons from the most fabulous show of our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beverly Hills, 90210 epitomized the '90s. From its fast cars, ridiculous fashion statements and incredibly grown-up social issues it covered — gun violence, rape, eating disorders, STDs, breakups, abortion, infidelity, murder, drugs, cults, racism, stalkers, virginity, pregnancy scares — it would be a total shame if we didn't learn something from these beautiful people with not-so-beautiful problems. Here are some valuable relationship lessons we gleaned from the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Don't throw yourself at a guy. Andrea Zuckerman and her high-waisted jeans didn't mind that Brandon Walsh was in demand at West Beverly. That's why when Jim Walsh announced that a work promotion meant his family was moving back home to Minnesota, she immediately offered her virginity on a silver-platter to Brandon. Awkwardness ensued when Jim rejected his company's offer and kept his family in L.A. and Andrea and Brandon restored their friendship. Andrea's pride? Not so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Never fight over a guy who wears electric blue turtleneck sweaters. In season two, Brenda and Andrea inexplicably fall for Chris Suiter, a perfectly coiffed, pompous, turtlenecked drama teacher who develops a crush on Andrea. No one seemed to mind that the two girls couldn't have been more than 16 years old and in real life Suitor would have potentially faced statutory rape charges. This was a man worth fighting for, and Brenda and Andrea did just that, prompting the slap heard ‘round the halls of West Beverly High.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Don't change for him. Brenda arrived in Los Angeles with beautiful, shiny, chestnut-hued locks, but when Dylan merely mentioned that he “always had a thing for blondes” Brenda made a beeline for the peroxide. The result: An unsightly two-toned orange disaster that she quickly changed back to her natural color when Dylan said he actually did like brunettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Don't leave your hot, blonde, slutty best friend alone with your boyfriend over the summer. Yeah, that pretty much sums it up. (Though, Dylan doesn't get off scott-free here — he was the one who cheated after all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Don't say, "I told you so" and blame sexy clothes when your friend gets sexually assaulted. After getting dumped by her date, Kelly tries to regain her self-esteem by wearing a revealing Elvira costume to a Halloween party, despite warnings from Brenda that her dress was too sexy (“I'm warning you, you're looking for trouble”). When Kelly is nearly raped by a college student dressed as a cowboy, Brenda rushes to the scene but can't comfort a tearful Kelly without scolding her, "I tried to tell you that dress was too much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 Don't trust the new girl with spiky blonde hair. She will slip you drugs and stalk your family. West Beverly newcomer Emily Valentine rode a motorcycle and partied at raves — two reasons why she was clearly wrong for straight-laced Brandon from day one. That didn't stop those two from igniting a hot and heavy romance that quickly fizzled when Emily slipped "U4EA" (4-methylaminorex) into Brandon's drink. When he broke up with her — citing "distrust" as the issue — Emily began stalking Brandon, threatening to set the school float on fire, leaving a cake on his doorstep, mailing anonymous letters to the school newspaper and breathing heavily into the Walsh's answering machine. Paging Glenn Close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 Don't ask your boyfriend to decide between you and another woman. The on-again, off-again love triangle between Brenda, Kelly and Dylan was Thursday night crack to fans. And in a post-He's Just Not Into You world, it's hard to believe that women rooted for one variation of this dysfunctional threesome to work out: Brenda asked Dylan to choose between her and Kelly, then waited for him to decide — while he made out with both of them. In the end, he chose Kelly and broke Brenda's heart. Moral of the story: If you ask a man to chose, and he needs to think about it, he's already made his decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 There's strength in numbers. It's always amusing when television characters have one glass of alcohol, then immediately become falling-down drunk. But that's exactly what happened to Donna while pre-partying before Senior Prom. After collapsing in front of the school principal Mrs. Teasley, she attends a school disciplinary meeting and is denied participating in graduation ceremonies. But the entire school rallies around her, walking out on their finals, and staging a mass demonstration in front of the school board. Their stunt worked and Donna ending up graduating with a boatload of new friends. This is not to say that young kids should risk graduating in order to defend the (underage) gal who can't hold her liquor, but, hey, in banding together, these teenagers effected change for a cause they believed in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576090231209128664-7879471127848684031?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/7879471127848684031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=7879471127848684031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/7879471127848684031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/7879471127848684031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2010/09/9-02-10.html' title='9-02-10'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-7752610755626456437</id><published>2010-07-09T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T13:24:18.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 words</title><content type='html'>People. Of. Wal-Mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgggh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576090231209128664-7752610755626456437?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/7752610755626456437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=7752610755626456437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/7752610755626456437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/7752610755626456437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-words.html' title='3 words'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-7163697585262010705</id><published>2010-06-29T12:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:26:22.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official, it's Summer...</title><content type='html'>You know why? Because Scallop Season is here people!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most fun I've ever had in the smallest town I've ever been in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a photo of the sunset from the Condo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/TCoeF1oL3cI/AAAAAAAAAas/WIEHCnB0IMQ/s1600/Steinhatchee+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/TCoeF1oL3cI/AAAAAAAAAas/WIEHCnB0IMQ/s320/Steinhatchee+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488232181548178882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that doesn't make you want to come back every weekend, I don't know what will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast on our first Scallop trip this year. It was planned on a Thursday, and we left on Saturday... Came home way too soon - Sunday. But the trip was a success and we came home w/ Scallops! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go back at the end of July!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576090231209128664-7163697585262010705?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/7163697585262010705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=7163697585262010705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/7163697585262010705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/7163697585262010705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-official-its-summer.html' title='It&apos;s Official, it&apos;s Summer...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/TCoeF1oL3cI/AAAAAAAAAas/WIEHCnB0IMQ/s72-c/Steinhatchee+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-3710328358187086029</id><published>2009-06-30T12:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:34:01.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I am obsessed with.</title><content type='html'>1. Blistex&lt;br /&gt;2. Newman's Own Light Lime Vinaigrette Salad Dressing&lt;br /&gt;3. Sister Hazel&lt;br /&gt;4. Dior Kiss Lip Gloss in Fizzy Lemonade&lt;br /&gt;5. Nora Roberts' books&lt;br /&gt;6. Rob Thomas of Matchbox Twenty&lt;br /&gt;7. Christ's Church&lt;br /&gt;8. Jack's Mannequin&lt;br /&gt;9. Saying, "Holla"&lt;br /&gt;10. Saying "Miss Your Face"&lt;br /&gt;11. Celery in my salad&lt;br /&gt;12. "Chase this Light" by Jimmy Eat World&lt;br /&gt;13. "Walk By Faith" by Jeremy Camp&lt;br /&gt;14. Hawaiian Pizza &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a few, and I know they are ridiculous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576090231209128664-3710328358187086029?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/3710328358187086029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=3710328358187086029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/3710328358187086029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/3710328358187086029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-i-am-obsessed-with_30.html' title='Things I am obsessed with.'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-3561619313266353011</id><published>2009-04-04T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T13:18:23.772-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hausman, you're dead....</title><content type='html'>Ok, Jenna and April.. I want to see yours...&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I had just decided to shower for the day... a few minutes too late I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SdeWPm0F7_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/2IUCXHdmw-w/s1600-h/CIMG5336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SdeWPm0F7_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/2IUCXHdmw-w/s320/CIMG5336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320886679622774770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am covering my face because I don't want to scare any of your children. &lt;br /&gt;Love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576090231209128664-3561619313266353011?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/3561619313266353011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=3561619313266353011' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/3561619313266353011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/3561619313266353011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2009/04/hausman-youre-dead.html' title='Hausman, you&apos;re dead....'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SdeWPm0F7_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/2IUCXHdmw-w/s72-c/CIMG5336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-6764973235242422775</id><published>2009-03-19T07:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:51:14.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like you to meet The Curington's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/ScIxoAfIWvI/AAAAAAAAANA/e1P2U794iW8/s1600-h/CIMG5129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/ScIxoAfIWvI/AAAAAAAAANA/e1P2U794iW8/s320/CIMG5129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314865073645705970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/ScIxn6Df3wI/AAAAAAAAAM4/YLHgvH7mw_Y/s1600-h/CIMG5126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/ScIxn6Df3wI/AAAAAAAAAM4/YLHgvH7mw_Y/s320/CIMG5126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314865071919193858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/ScIxnp0_8nI/AAAAAAAAAMw/3UD0WshVlTE/s1600-h/CIMG5122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/ScIxnp0_8nI/AAAAAAAAAMw/3UD0WshVlTE/s320/CIMG5122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314865067563414130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few snapshots from Kelly &amp; Cy's wedding... what a great day!  I'll have more up later... XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576090231209128664-6764973235242422775?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/6764973235242422775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=6764973235242422775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/6764973235242422775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/6764973235242422775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2009/03/id-like-you-to-meet-curingtons.html' title='I&apos;d like you to meet The Curington&apos;s...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/ScIxoAfIWvI/AAAAAAAAANA/e1P2U794iW8/s72-c/CIMG5129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-575622992704053946</id><published>2009-02-21T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:39:16.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazel, Baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SaAgBV7s9GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8V0OXwzo_Kc/s1600-h/CIMG5066-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SaAgBV7s9GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8V0OXwzo_Kc/s320/CIMG5066-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305275568481956962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SaAgBObPaTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sfo6nlcjm8s/s1600-h/CIMG5063-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SaAgBObPaTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sfo6nlcjm8s/s320/CIMG5063-1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305275566466754866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SaAgA30lasI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nh66RStiU1c/s1600-h/CIMG5037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SaAgA30lasI/AAAAAAAAAKU/nh66RStiU1c/s320/CIMG5037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305275560399039170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have heard somehow that I am a huge Sister Hazel fan.  While I cannot count on two hands how many times I've seen them live, I will say that last week's show was nothing short of amazing.  Ross and I had a little mini date, right smack dab in the middle of the week and it was totally worth being sleepy on Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576090231209128664-575622992704053946?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/575622992704053946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=575622992704053946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/575622992704053946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/575622992704053946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2009/02/hazel-baby_21.html' title='Hazel, Baby.'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SaAgBV7s9GI/AAAAAAAAAKk/8V0OXwzo_Kc/s72-c/CIMG5066-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-5406673677919582065</id><published>2009-01-20T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T12:24:21.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How exciting is this day....</title><content type='html'>I am overwhelmed by excitement today.  It's history in the making, and watching, listening I am amazed at how far our country has come.  This world is changing, right before our eyes.  And we MUST change with it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't much more of a personal subject than Politics, but you have to look at it differently, today.  This day will define a generation.  We HAVE to look ahead.  We HAVE to give our new President a chance to do the right thing.  And also, prayers to help him along the way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to quote one of my favorite persons... "I think America is a great idea, and we should keep working on it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576090231209128664-5406673677919582065?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/5406673677919582065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=5406673677919582065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/5406673677919582065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/5406673677919582065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-exciting-is-this-day.html' title='How exciting is this day....'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-9038782288887052838</id><published>2008-12-05T18:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T18:25:20.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the best friends ever....</title><content type='html'>=78&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?pc731ecad3662c2f8e745" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=78c731ecad3662c2f8e745&amp;skin_id=701&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:408px;text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link?p=78c731ecad3662c2f8e745&amp;skin_id=701&amp;source=emplay" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_player_link_image/78c731ecad3662c2f8e745/701.gif" style="border:0px;" width="408" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&amp;utm_source=emplay&amp;utm_medium=txt1" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;"&gt;Make an on-line slide show 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/7576090231209128664-9038782288887052838?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/9038782288887052838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=9038782288887052838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/9038782288887052838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/9038782288887052838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2008/12/78-make-on-line-slide-show-at-www.html' title='I have the best friends ever....'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-2129630773957190770</id><published>2008-10-13T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T18:31:26.022-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It has multiple meanings...</title><content type='html'>The favorite song of the month is Sunday Best by Augustana... look it up, I swear, this one song will change you life.  Maybe not, but it makes me smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an amazing Sunday - what a way to start the week - spending it w/ my bestie.  There's nothing like girl time and girl talk.  Whether it is for an hour or for a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words cannot express how proud I am of my best friend, Kristen.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristen, you're an amazing mother, an even more amazing wife and an incredible friend, whom without, I would be completely lost.  You are full of respect, religion and realness that is so lost among women our age.  You're a joy to be around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bible study - oh, and I am starting a new book today - Its called Twilight.  Its gotten rave reviews amongst my friends, so I thought I would give it a try.  You all know I'd read anything you put in front of me, anyway ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;KC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576090231209128664-2129630773957190770?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/2129630773957190770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=2129630773957190770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/2129630773957190770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/2129630773957190770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-has-multiple-meanings.html' title='It has multiple meanings...'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576090231209128664.post-258958944136374575</id><published>2008-10-09T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T12:13:18.222-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing Two Birds..</title><content type='html'>Today's Playlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Best - Augustana&lt;br /&gt;When the Saints - Sara Groves&lt;br /&gt;Feel This - Bethany Joy Galeotti feat. Enation&lt;br /&gt;Vindicated - Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;Use Me (Live) - Craig Sheilds, Hootie &amp;amp; the Blowfish &amp;amp; Edwin McCain&lt;br /&gt;All These Things I've Done - The Killers&lt;br /&gt;Run to You - Third Day&lt;br /&gt;Caves - Jack's Mannequin&lt;br /&gt;Mercy - Duffy&lt;br /&gt;Better Together - Jack Johnson&lt;br /&gt;On Your Mind - Sister Hazel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've struggled in the past with drama issues.  You could, at one time, call me the Queen of it.  Talking, venting, crying, laughing, shouting - whatever I could do - was all I seemed to worry about.  And worry would be a very light term - maybe I should change that to, stress about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that when I stop the stressing, and bring my problems / questions / worries to God - the drama seems to work itself out.  Man, sure wish I would've had this revelation earlier on in life!  Ha ha - I know, it's been in front of my face for as long as I've been alive, but you know how that goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am drama free, so to speak, it's festering all around me... affecting people I know, people I'm friends with, people in my family.. MAN!  I can't get away - but you know what??  I am not involved and that is a HUGE relief! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is my new dillemma:  How do I help without getting involved?  How do I be concerned without pushing my way into the situation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently found some very disturbing things out within my family.  I also recently discovered a cry for help.  I acted on it, told who I needed to tell, and now I am overwhelmingly worried about the reaction of the person I believe to be crying out for help.  Should I worry?  Should I remember that I did the right thing?  Should I realize that I butted in where I wasn't to be involved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly - I'd love to shout out to my amazing husband.  I'm proud of him, and still cannot believe that he chose me.  I'd be so lucky to ever measure up to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;KC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576090231209128664-258958944136374575?l=kmcurington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/feeds/258958944136374575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576090231209128664&amp;postID=258958944136374575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/258958944136374575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576090231209128664/posts/default/258958944136374575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmcurington.blogspot.com/2008/10/killing-two-birds.html' title='Killing Two Birds..'/><author><name>Kristen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04636023326944771145</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5aKAR-_eaG0/SchMcjmOt4I/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDl1wdy70wI/S220/CIMG1486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
