<?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-5928934608771439177</id><updated>2011-07-31T01:58:12.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zay Family Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-1062821061951928018</id><published>2010-02-22T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T01:46:27.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at first sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Six years ago today, I met the boy of my dreams. He literally was the boy of my dreams. Cameron Douglas Zay was born at 6:33 pm on Sunday February 22, 2004. After a &lt;strike&gt;nightmarish &lt;/strike&gt;difficult pregnancy, he was delivered during a &lt;strike&gt;nightmarish&lt;/strike&gt; difficult delivery, despite all medical understanding, alive and healthy. I had dreamt of being a mother. In my dreams I always had 4 kids, 3 boys and a girl. My reality was much different. After a tumor on my left ovary left my ovary damaged and my right ovary needing to be removed while I was pregnant with Cameron I suffered several early term miscarriages. We knew after lots of heartache that we would never have any additional children. And even though it was heartbreaking to &lt;strike&gt;know&lt;/strike&gt; accept it, we were so blessed to have this one prefect little child to love. I sit here, way too early in the morning for my own good, just so thankful that my lil guy, who shouldn't have been, is now 6 years old! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To Cameron, you are the child I always wanted and struggled so hard to get here alive. You have been my greatest joy. I look at you everyday and am just so thankful that God trusted me enough to be your mother. I always feel inadequate and that I'm not doing it right. That there should be more . . . more to teach you, more to play more more more. I guess that's because I want everything for you. And although that is an unrealistic idea, I can't give you everything, I can give you the best that I have. I know I get frustrated and for that I'm sorry. It's the parents curse. I hope that you look back on your childhood with the fondest of memory’s. I hope that someday you look back at the things we did as a family and that you are so happy with the childhood you got. I hope that you continue to grow big and strong. I hope that you remain close to our family as you get older and love the feeling of a close family. I hope that you keep your faith. You have such a wonderful "childlike" faith, you really love God and you keep daddy and I accountable, in ways you can't even grasp. I can't wait to see what the Lord has in store for you for your life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view¤t=IMG_0174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_0174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view¤t=Buggy12-20-099.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Buggy12-20-099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-1062821061951928018?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1062821061951928018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=1062821061951928018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1062821061951928018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1062821061951928018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-at-first-sight.html' title='Love at first sight'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-1601977384393438700</id><published>2010-01-16T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T11:19:57.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>R-E-A-D</title><content type='html'>I had the idea to make Cameron a reading tool. I took all of his four letter vocabulary words and wrote them in a list. I created a grid system on a piece of paper so that only one letter was in each box going across. I then went through each word and each line and got rid of any additional letters so I wouldn't have duplicates in each stack. I then decided what letters would go in each stack to create the words I needed. I then started cutting my paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used my Cricut to create perfect rectangles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using letter stickers I started making the actual letter stacks making sure not to get my stacks out of order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then using contact paper I "laminated" each of the rectangles so they would withstand being used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Figuring the actual construction of the reader was almost as difficult as figuring out which letters to use and how. But I finally decided on a "tent" design. Using 12x12 heavy weight chipboard, I cut 4x12 strips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then took black card stock and covered the back and front of my chipboard pieces using Modge Podge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Modge Podge was drying on the stand I used my Crop o'Dile Big Bite to punch holes into the top of my letter cards, measuring to make sure that they were even. I punched 2 holes per card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then laid out four of my letter rectangles across my stand so I could decide where the holes should be. I then punched the holes in the stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using one inch Bind-It-All owire I cut 8 rings off. I then used my BIA to Bind all of the rectangles to the stand, making sure that the stand would stand up and the cards could be flipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then using 2 lengths of ribbon I ran it through the eyes of 2 buttons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then punched a small hole in the rear stand base and fed the ribbon through, tying a knot. I then cut a slit using my Crop o' Dile just big enough to slip the button through so that when the button was up right it would not allow the button back through the whole. The length of ribbon was just big enough to create the "tent" that I was hoping for. Now Cameron can flip different letters to make TONS of vocab and sight words! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller13.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Speller14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Speller14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you can push the buttons back through the holes and flip the rear cover around to protect the cards while it's not in use.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-1601977384393438700?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1601977384393438700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=1601977384393438700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1601977384393438700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1601977384393438700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/r-e-d.html' title='R-E-A-D'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-5695999948435848284</id><published>2010-01-14T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:01:03.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Palooza 2009</title><content type='html'>This is me, "If I can't make it, grow it or find it on clearance, I probably don't need it". I'm definitely up for new and challenging things. I also believe in preservation, whether this of the earth, our belongings, our food our clothes but especially our money. So In November I decided to try my hand at canning pumpkin. I have cooked down pumpkin before, but I froze it in the past. I wanted it to have a longer shelf life, enter canning. I have canned things like jalapenos and &lt;a href="http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/yup-we-grew-those.html"&gt; apples&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-life-gives-you-apricots-pt2.html"&gt;apricots&lt;/a&gt; but with pumpkin, you have to pressure can (because of the risk of botulism), you can't just water bath can, which has been the only method I had known. So I hit the Internet and started researching. I found lots of tips and suggestions. I called my dad and asked to borrow his pressure caner and set out to find pumpkins. Well here's the thing, finding pumpkins the day after Halloween is HARD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first choice for pumpkins were "sugar baby's" or "pie pumpkins" these differ from jack o' lanterns because of their size. They are also more dense and sweater. You can eat any kind of pumpkin, but "pie pumpkins" are the best. Sometimes grocery stores will have a few of these on hand, but more often then not, these little guys are the ones that are usually painted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally scored a couple of days into Nov and founds pumpkins, small jack o lanterns, on clearance at Fresh and Easy. I had scored some painted "pie pumpkins" at Staters and Walmart, and even though I was happy to have them, scrapping the paint off was kind of a pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my pumpkin stash &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Pumpkinpalooza11-03-09.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Pumpkinpalooza11-03-09.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut the pumpkins in half and de-seeded them. This particular guy is a "pie pumpkin". You can see that the wall of the pumpkin are thick and the seed cavity is shallow with not many seeds. You can also see that it's a bright/deep orange as opposed to a yellowish orange color. I scraped out the seeds using my ice cream scoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Pumpkinpalooza11-03-0911.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Pumpkinpalooza11-03-0911.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a relatively small kitchen, so I used two steamers on the stove top and a pan in microwave. The microwave is considerably faster, but I can't steam as much at once. You need to cook your pumpkin till fork tender, as shown in the second picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Pumpkinpalooza11-03-093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Pumpkinpalooza11-03-093.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Pumpkinpalooza11-03-092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Pumpkinpalooza11-03-092.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was steaming it quicker then I could peel or slice it, so I was making a large pile of pumpkin on a tray. This also allowed the pumpkin enough time to cool before I handled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Pumpkinpalooza11-03-094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Pumpkinpalooza11-03-094.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my chunks of steamed pumpkin and sliced it into slices. I was able to take each of these slices and remove the skin with just one slide of the pairing knife. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Pumpkinpalooza11-03-095.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Pumpkinpalooza11-03-095.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then cut it into large chunks and placed in a bowl. I filled the bowl before I started filling jars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Pumpkinpalooza11-03-096.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Pumpkinpalooza11-03-096.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have gotten tired, or messy and didn't pick up the camera again. So I don't have any pictures of the pumpkin in the jars. I used quart mason jars I filled each jar with the chunked pumpkin. I then filled each jar with water and a little canning salt. Then using a caning spatula I scraped the sides of the jars trying to release any air that could be in the jars. Once all the air was out of the jars, I placed on the flat lids then hand tightened the screw lids. 7 quart jars fit in the pressure caner at one time. They take about 2 hours per batch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Pumpkinpalooza11-03-098.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Pumpkinpalooza11-03-098.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up with 35 quarts of pumpkin!Everyone asked what I was going to do with so much pumpkin. We make a lot of things with pumpkin and well after seeing this news report, I might be able to make a little money next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfQqZ-A5tqU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pfQqZ-A5tqU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-5695999948435848284?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5695999948435848284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=5695999948435848284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5695999948435848284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5695999948435848284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/pumpkin-palooza-2009.html' title='Pumpkin Palooza 2009'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-7517959459792285706</id><published>2010-01-14T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:02:04.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Normales</title><content type='html'>My heritage is Norwegian and mutt. My dad's family has been here from quite sometime. To my knowledge my maternal grandfathers family has been here for a long time too. But my maternal grandmother was first generation American. Her parents immigrated from Norway. I spent the first almost 9 years of my life living in San Diego, in Mira Mesa to be exact. Mira Mesa has a large Filipino population and of course being that close to the border, there is a large Mexican influence. I grew up getting to enjoy a VERY diverse menu! When we moved to Hemet, we lost the Filipino influence in our cuisine, but the Mexican influence became somewhat . . . stronger. Over the years one of my favorite Mexican foods has become Tamales. But they are not common, most people don't make them and if you buy them you can expect to pay at least $1 each. Always the economist, I decided that if I can grow and preserve my own food then surely I could make tamales! I will say this, of all the adventures in the kitchen that I've taken, this one worried me the most. Tamales are one of those things that are either SO good or SO bad. There really isn't middle ground. Being a Norwegian kid, I was a little anxious. So I did my homework (thank you bing search!) and found recipe's and tips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started by making my meat. I knew, in all reality this was going to take the longest amount of time. I took a large chuck roast and put it in my crock pot fully submerged. I left it on all day and let it cook till it was falling apart. I then made a red sauce. Let me tell you, the smartest thing I did during my tamale adventure was I tasted my red sauce before I added my meat. It was NOT good! So I threw away my red sauce (so much for the recipe on sauces I found). I started to think about flavors I like and went from there. I took a large can of green enchilada sauce, a medium white onion and two cans of diced green chili's. It smelled good so I added my meat. I let it slow cook on my stove top for about an hour or so. This allowed the flavors to really soak in! While my meat was slow cooking (again) I made my masa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told people that I made tamales their first question was "difficult huh?" Me, "um, not so much. Way easier than canning 35 quart jars of pumpkin" Their second question was "where did you get your masa from?" Me, "I made my own" them "what! Really?!" The answer was yes and of the whole process, I would say this was the easiest part. And again the part that had me the most worried. 85% of a tamale is it's masa, bad masa, bad tamale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with 2 lbs of corn masa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Tamales12-23-09.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Tamales12-23-09.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then added my spices. 1 Tbs Salt, 3 Tbs Chili powder, 1 Tbs Cumin, 3 Tbs onion Powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Tamales12-23-091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Tamales12-23-091.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blended the masa corn and the spices well before adding any liquid. I didn't want to have a "spice chunk" somewhere in my masa. I then added 2 cups of corn oil. I wanted to stay away from lard, because frankly, even though it gives it a good flavor it is SO bad for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Tamales12-23-092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Tamales12-23-092.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then added roughly 2 quarts of beef stock to my mix. I used the water I had cooked my roast in, draining off the fat. This added VERY good flavor. I mixed my masa to a peanut butter consistency. I had my corn husks soaking in water for about 2 hours to soften them up. When they were ready I spread my masa onto a husk, covering about 2/3 of the husk, leaving enough room for rolling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Tamales12-23-093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Tamales12-23-093.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then filled the tamale with the seasoned roast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Tamales12-23-094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Tamales12-23-094.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got the tamale rolled, making sure the meat was covered with masa I tied the end off using torn husks as ties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Tamales12-23-095.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Tamales12-23-095.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filled my steamer with the tamales till I ran out of meat (about 3.5 dozen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Tamales12-23-096.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Tamales12-23-096.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then steamed the tamales for 2 hours, checking the water level and adding water when needed. After the 2 hours, I pulled one tamale out of the steamer and left it on the counter for 5 minutes to set. I then unwrapped it to see if it was cooked. Success! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Tamales12-23-097.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Tamales12-23-097.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the first time I made tamales I have made two more batches. One additional batch with beef and the second with pork. When I ran out of pork I still had masa so I made about 20 or so tamales with cheese and green chili's. These were such a huge hit, they were gone within minutes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-7517959459792285706?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7517959459792285706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=7517959459792285706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7517959459792285706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7517959459792285706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/normales.html' title='Normales'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2907977074253221910</id><published>2009-12-31T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T15:39:09.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>Wow, 2009 is literally almost over! It's 11:17 pm on Dec. 31. I have found myself alone for a change. Larry is working and Cameron ended up staying the night at my parents. I can't believe that 2009 is over. I keep trying to think of where the year went and even more, where the decade went! I was listening to the radio today and they were talking about the 20 things that became obsolete this last decade. And even though, it's obvious what we no longer use, it's still shocking to think that these once depend-upon-everyday items are gone, finished, obsolete. That future generations may never even know what those items were. They may never in their lives see one working. Things like Walkmans and VHS. Now I know that as all technology things come and go and there are things that in my life I never saw working. But I don't think to the degree that my generation has seen. Over the last decade, as a society, we have become two contradictory things at the same time. We have become a disposable nation and a "green" nation. Everyone is so concerned with being "green" but we live in a technological society which makes this "green" living impossible. Our computers are out of date before they are plugged in. A new camera is being released that is smaller but more powerful then the model before it. We used to have to use things like floppy disks to store extra computer information and now we have external hard drives that look like books, so they can be placed on a shelf and go unnoticed. At the same time actual books themselves, are being replaced by devices like the Kindle and the Sony digital reader. Our phones can now do everything that a decade ago wasn't even possible on a computer. And at the same time we have given way to text messaging and a new language developed just for that type of conversation. Social sites have made it possible for people to get reconnected or stay connected. And even though I think this is great and love that I can remain in contact with people I would have otherwise lost contact with, I wonder how many people use that as a sole method of communication?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as 2009 wraps up and I contemplate the upcoming year and all the changes that will be coming my way, I'm thankful for many things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I'm thankful for my family. I have been truly blessed in this department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for Larry. He is my best friend and I don't use that term. He is the person I turn to to laugh, cry and complain. I'm thankful that during all of the hullabaloo of keeping up with this or that he has remained my constant companion in the drive to stay low-key. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for Cameron. As I look to this next month and finally get the surgery my body needs I know for a fact that it will FOREVER close the discussion of children. Even though that discussion has been had there will be no more what if's. Cameron will be my only child. And there are days that that makes me sad. He will never know what it's like to have a sibling. But at the same time, I'm so blessed that I at least have him! He is my little man. The person I spend the most time with. My greatest irritant and my greatest joy maker all at the same time! I am truly blessed to be his mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my friends. God has blessed me with some truly amazing friends. They don't blame me for my craziness or my busyness. I'm thankful that they understand me and love me for who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my simple ways. I'm thankful that I don't have a selfish heart. I'm thankful that I'm frugal and would rather "make it myself" than "buy it from someone else". I'm thankful that God has blessed me with enough talent and patience to learn knew things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking toward 2010 for so many reasons. But I'm thankful for the time I've had! The good and the bad, I wouldn't be who I am today without the experiences from my past. I do not look back at this last year or any other year previous and wish things had been different. I'm thankful for every laugh line. I'm thankful for every frown. I'm thankful for the good and the bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy New year! I hope you have a blessed and prosperous year! I hope you are healthy and happy and most of all thankful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2907977074253221910?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2907977074253221910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2907977074253221910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2907977074253221910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2907977074253221910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/thankful-thursday_31.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-691874114500502039</id><published>2009-12-30T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:20:51.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas Carol</title><content type='html'>On Friday Dec 4th, we had the opportunity to see The Christmas Carol at The El Capitan Theatre in Hollywood. We were able to get these tickets through Cameron's charter school, Julian Charter, as a field trip. The movie was playing in 3D so we got some special glasses to sport! We learned that going to The El Capitan is an experience! They have performers out front before the show, a man playing the organ (with no sheet music) before the show, then a stage show with Mickey, Minnie and friends! When the movie started, I had almost forgot why we were there! It was a brilliant movie! Scared Cameron pretty good, but I sure enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=mistosort063.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/mistosort063.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=mistosort074.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/mistosort074.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=mistosort072.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/mistosort072.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=mistosort086.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/mistosort086.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man playing the organ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=mistosort068.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/mistosort068.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron was wondering why Mickey and Minnie and friends were at the theatre and not at Disneyland.. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=mistosort090.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/mistosort090.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=mistosort096.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/mistosort096.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-691874114500502039?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/691874114500502039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=691874114500502039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/691874114500502039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/691874114500502039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-carol.html' title='The Christmas Carol'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-4367254647970753337</id><published>2009-12-17T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:03:10.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>I have many things to be thankful for! We have a very blessed life. But sometimes it's the little things that bring us great joy. This week, I got my hair cut. It was long over due. My hair is very thick and very heavy. I often get headaches and after a while there is just no style to it. I called up a good friend of mine, Sadie, and she was able to cut my hair. For some strange reason, I'm a freak when it comes to my hair. I don't nescessarily have a style, I don't dye it, I don't use products and I own a blow dryer but can probably count on one hand how many times I've used it. But my hair is my thing. And even though I do nothing with it, I'm always kind of nervous to cut it. In the past I have donated it to Locks Of Love. In fact I dontated 36 inches of hair in about 2 years! But I was ready for a actual style. My girl Sadie even talked me through scary terms like "serum" and "curling product" and even scarier "flat iron". I think that with my new found confidence I might actually be able to do something with my hair (if the opportunity presented itself) instead of just falling into my "I'll just braid it and put a hat on" routine. Here's hoping! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=mistosort001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/mistosort001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=mistosort002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/mistosort002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-4367254647970753337?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4367254647970753337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=4367254647970753337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4367254647970753337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4367254647970753337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3066193129629029435</id><published>2009-12-07T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T08:00:02.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical Monday's</title><content type='html'>October 10, 2009 Jessica, Cameron and I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=dland16.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/dland16.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=dland12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/dland12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=dland19.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/dland19.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=dland37.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/dland37.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=dland47.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/dland47.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=dland45.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/dland45.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-3066193129629029435?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3066193129629029435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3066193129629029435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3066193129629029435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3066193129629029435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/magical-mondays.html' title='Magical Monday&apos;s'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-5905052642069245926</id><published>2009-12-02T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T08:00:04.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk Down Memory Lane Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Cameron has always like to sleep with stuffed animals but he's never been particular about any one animal. He rotates them often or will pull them all in his bed. He was about 2 when these pictures were taken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3085.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_3085.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_3092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_3092.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-5905052642069245926?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5905052642069245926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=5905052642069245926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5905052642069245926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5905052642069245926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/walk-down-memory-lane-wednesday.html' title='Walk Down Memory Lane Wednesday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2019980692022428064</id><published>2009-12-01T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:00:03.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea Life</title><content type='html'>On Labor Day we went down to Sea Life at Legoland. I had never been, but Cameron and Larry had been once before. It's a really cute adventure! Also they have an emphasis on learning, so the whole adventure is a learning experience. They give you a test at the entrance. One thing that is really cute is that all of the decorations are Lego's (naturally). It was a lot of fun and I would go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=SeaLife.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/SeaLife.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=SeaLife1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/SeaLife1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=SeaLife107.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/SeaLife107.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=SeaLife38.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/SeaLife38.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the decorations may be lego's but the animals are real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=SeaLife120.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/SeaLife120.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=SeaLife156.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/SeaLife156.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=SeaLife153.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/SeaLife153.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=SeaLife162.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/SeaLife162.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=SeaLife69.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/SeaLife69.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=SeaLife73.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/SeaLife73.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the month of September the &lt;a href="http://www.surfrider.org/"&gt;Surfrider Foundation &lt;/a&gt; was benefiting from a auction that Legoland helped sponsor. Several celebrities made mosaics for the auction. Peter Facinelli, who plays Carlisle in the Twilight movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=SeaLife80.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/SeaLife80.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2019980692022428064?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2019980692022428064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2019980692022428064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2019980692022428064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2019980692022428064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/sea-life.html' title='Sea Life'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-9094023846352058495</id><published>2009-11-30T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:00:02.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical Monday's.</title><content type='html'>On September 10 Larry and I went to Disneyland just the two of us. It was the day after our anniversary and Cameron was still with our friend Jen. It was the first time in a long time since we had gone without a child. I think our bike ride the day before wore us out that we were too tired to really enjoy being there. After a few hours we left, but I did manage to get a couple of pictures taken first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=cid_image.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/cid_image.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted039.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted039.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted040.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted040.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-9094023846352058495?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9094023846352058495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=9094023846352058495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/9094023846352058495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/9094023846352058495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/magical-mondays_30.html' title='Magical Monday&apos;s.'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-6411215800513870342</id><published>2009-11-29T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T08:00:05.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafty Kammy</title><content type='html'>I have always considered myself somewhat on the crafty side. I have always been the type of person who won't pay full price for something and more often than not I also feel that I can make that too. My friend has a really cute cover for her Cricut that she bought online. I took one look at it and thought, "I can make that!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So using my trusty Kenmore sewing machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=picstosort079.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/picstosort079.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a bandanna that I got from a Komen run. It was fortunate that the bandanna was slightly longer than my Cricut, which allowed for a seam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=picstosort077.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/picstosort077.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I measured the sides of my Cricut and created a pattern on paper. I used a basic cotton muslin. Using my trusty Kenmore I sewed the sides onto my bandanna and viola! A cute outfit for my Cricut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=picstosort078.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/picstosort078.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-6411215800513870342?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6411215800513870342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=6411215800513870342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6411215800513870342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6411215800513870342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/crafty-kammy.html' title='Crafty Kammy'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3657880046031450397</id><published>2009-11-28T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T08:00:05.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron's Harvest Pictures</title><content type='html'>For the third year &lt;a href="http://www.aypnews.blogspot.com"&gt;we&lt;/a&gt; had a Harvest Picture event. Cameron was very excited for Halloween this year, because we bought him some VERY nice firefighter turnouts. He was so excited he wore them everyday leading up to Halloween. Fortunately I was able to get him to take some pictures in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ZHE15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ZHE15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ZHE7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ZHE7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ZHE3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ZHE3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also let me get these pictures too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ZHE36.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ZHE36.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ZHE34.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ZHE34.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ZHE32.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ZHE32.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-3657880046031450397?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3657880046031450397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3657880046031450397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3657880046031450397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3657880046031450397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/camerons-harvest-pictures.html' title='Cameron&apos;s Harvest Pictures'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3156827823288391710</id><published>2009-11-27T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T08:00:00.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafty Cameron</title><content type='html'>Cameron is starting to really enjoy being crafty. I bought him this pumpkin cutout from Joann's hoping he would like to paint it. He was very excited to paint it! He even worked so hard and concentrated to make sure that he stayed in the lines. We plan on putting up in the backyard for display. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=picstosort051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/picstosort051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=picstosort052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/picstosort052.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=picstosort053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/picstosort053.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=picstosort054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/picstosort054.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-3156827823288391710?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3156827823288391710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3156827823288391710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3156827823288391710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3156827823288391710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/crafty-cameron.html' title='Crafty Cameron'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-323736106275808500</id><published>2009-11-26T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:00:02.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>I think that it's appropriate to do a Thankful Thursday today, because today is in fact Thanksgiving Day! I can't believe that it's already Thanksgiving! I started this blog a year ago in November. A year ago, i was wondering where the year went. A year later, nothing has changed. We are busy busy buys. Larry is working, Cameron is in sports, I'm running the business and Cameron is still home schooled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are we thankful for? This year I decided to make a craft for the whole family. Using my Cricut, I cut a tree trunk and 21 leaves. The leaves are in three colors, red for Cameron, orange for Larry and yellow for myself. Each night leading up to Thanksgiving, we have written something that we are thankful for. It was fun and interesting to hear the things Cameron was thankful for. Dad and mom were the last two things he was thankful for. He was thankful for turkey and his toys. He was also thankful for his dog. Larry and I were a little more traditional each being thankful for each other and Cameron and then of course thankful for work, family friends etc. I was thankful for caffeine and Larry was thankful for these coffee blended drinks I make that we call "Kamachino chillers". All in all it was a fun craft that I hope to turn into a tradition. I mounted the tree and leaves (which Cameron insisted some should be falling off the tree. It worked cause I think there may have been too many other wise) on a 12x12 piece of card stock that I will put (someday) in my chronological scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted427.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted427.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our finished tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted250.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted250.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted254.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted254.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted251.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted251.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted252.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted252.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-323736106275808500?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/323736106275808500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=323736106275808500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/323736106275808500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/323736106275808500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-1913613940563406868</id><published>2009-11-25T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T08:00:05.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk Down Memory Lane Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Look ma no hands! For Cameron's second birthday he got a scooter from a friend of mine. We also got him a helmet, knee and elbow pads, they were definitely a good investment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_7872.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_7872.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_7830.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_7830.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_7820.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_7820.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_7817.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_7817.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently all that scooting is exhausting and he needed a break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_7880.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_7880.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-1913613940563406868?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1913613940563406868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=1913613940563406868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1913613940563406868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1913613940563406868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/walk-down-memory-lane-wednesday_25.html' title='Walk Down Memory Lane Wednesday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2185627891833254032</id><published>2009-11-24T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:00:02.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We love Legoland</title><content type='html'>For the past year we have been lucky enough to have Legoland passes. Our passes were due to expire at the beginning of September so we wanted to make sure we got one additional trip in before they did. We headed down to Carlsbad on August 26th. Because it was a warm day, we brought Cameron's swim suite and let him play in Pirate Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Legoland8-26-091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Legoland8-26-091.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Legoland8-26-0911.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Legoland8-26-0911.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Cameron played Larry and I found a bench in the shade and had the opportunity to talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Legoland8-26-0914.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Legoland8-26-0914.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Legoland8-26-09.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Legoland8-26-09.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron's favorite thing to do at Legoland is go to the Lego racers room and build a car. He then races the car against other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Legoland8-26-0921.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Legoland8-26-0921.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He builds his own car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Legoland8-26-0923.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Legoland8-26-0923.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry builds his own car too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Legoland8-26-0919.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Legoland8-26-0919.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Legoland8-26-0917.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Legoland8-26-0917.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2185627891833254032?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2185627891833254032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2185627891833254032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2185627891833254032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2185627891833254032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-love-legoland.html' title='We love Legoland'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-876047744182156576</id><published>2009-11-23T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T08:00:03.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magical Monday's</title><content type='html'>Larry and I have almost always had Disneyland passes. We did take one year off. But we were so happy to get passes again this year! Because of that, and my slight obsession for autograph books, we have millions of Disneyland photo's. It would get awfully boring if I only posted about Disneyland. So every once in a while I will post a Magical Monday. This may be a wordless post, it may be a wordy post. Either way, it will have some special memories from the Happiest place on earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken in DCA on Sept 15, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Dland9-15-0912.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Dland9-15-0912.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Dland9-15-0923.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Dland9-15-0923.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Dland9-15-0927.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Dland9-15-0927.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Dland9-15-0931.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Dland9-15-0931.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Dland9-15-094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Dland9-15-094.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Dland9-15-0940.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Dland9-15-0940.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Dland9-15-0948.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Dland9-15-0948.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Dland9-15-0958.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Dland9-15-0958.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-876047744182156576?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/876047744182156576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=876047744182156576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/876047744182156576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/876047744182156576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/magical-mondays.html' title='Magical Monday&apos;s'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2138962639274035357</id><published>2009-11-22T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T08:00:03.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 9th Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Larry and I celebrated our 9th wedding anniversary on September 9th! For our anniversary, we bought ourselves Electra beach cruisers. We decided to go to San Diego to put some miles on them. We Parked in down town and rode around Sea Port Village and along the boardwalk. We then took the ferry over to Cornado and rode all around Cornado. We probably put about 35 miles on the bikes that day. To top it off, we got ourselves a picnic dinner and found a bench over by the hotel that overlooked the beach. We sat on the Beach and ate our picnic and watched the world pass us by. It was the best anniversary yet! Totally us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Cornado9-9-09.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Cornado9-9-09.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Cornado9-9-0915.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Cornado9-9-0915.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Cornado9-9-094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Cornado9-9-094.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Cornado9-9-099.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Cornado9-9-099.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped and took a picture with Bob Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Cornado9-9-0922.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Cornado9-9-0922.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at the Starbucks on Cornado and Larry got a Fappacino and I got a Passion Tea Lemonade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Cornado9-9-0947.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Cornado9-9-0947.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel Del Cornado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Cornado9-9-0956.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Cornado9-9-0956.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our picnic location&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Cornado9-9-0959.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Cornado9-9-0959.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our view, the military was doing training drills in the ocean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Cornado9-9-0961.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Cornado9-9-0961.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were on the island we saw about 5 or 6 couples get married. The date was 09-09-09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2138962639274035357?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2138962639274035357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2138962639274035357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2138962639274035357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2138962639274035357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-9th-anniversary.html' title='Our 9th Anniversary'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-4749566470611229474</id><published>2009-11-21T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:45:14.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wicked Album</title><content type='html'>When Jen and I went to see Wicked, we took several pictures seen &lt;a href="http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/defying-gravity.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; . I measured and cut chipboard. I wanted the covers to be thicker so I used Modge Podge to glue two sections of chipboard together before I started to cover them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=WickedAlbum1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/WickedAlbum1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I covered the cover with black. For every layer of paper I used Modge Podge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=WickedAlbum3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/WickedAlbum3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then found a perfect green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=WickedAlbum4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/WickedAlbum4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the cover of a playbill and cut the picture out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=WickedAlbum5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/WickedAlbum5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then separated the pictures and spelled out WICKED with phrases and words explaining what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=WickedAlbum8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/WickedAlbum8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave us the wicked lottery buttons when I won the lottery! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=WickedAlbum12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/WickedAlbum12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed our tickets in the book too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=WickedAlbum13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/WickedAlbum13.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=WickedAlbum16.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/WickedAlbum16.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=WickedAlbum19.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/WickedAlbum19.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end the book, I took a picture I had taken of the stage, before they asked me to put my camera away. I left a blank square below the picture so we could write in our own memory's of the night. Then on the rear cover I made a pocket for the Playbill to be in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=WickedAlbum22.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/WickedAlbum22.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was done the album I used my Bind It All to bind the album together. I then used coordinating ribbons and tied them to the wires. Of course, I forgot to take pictures of the finished albums. I only had time to make Jen's album. But I took careful notes of all of the measurements of all of the papers and the embellishments so that I can eventually make myself the same album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-4749566470611229474?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4749566470611229474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=4749566470611229474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4749566470611229474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4749566470611229474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/wicked-album.html' title='A Wicked Album'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3880288503390610472</id><published>2009-11-20T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T08:00:00.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>On August 30 I decided to do something fun and different with Cameron. We decided to make ice cream. I was going through the "Kid Concoctions" books and came across a method that you can do in a zip-lock bag. So when in Rome . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Makingicecream8-30-09.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Makingicecream8-30-09.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron was excited to shake the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Makingicecream8-30-093.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Makingicecream8-30-093.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Makingicecream8-30-095.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Makingicecream8-30-095.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after about 20 minutes of shaking we really hadn't made any progress of turning our milk mixture into ice cream. So we gave up on the bag shaking method and went for the old container in a bowl of ice with rock salt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Makingicecream8-30-0910.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Makingicecream8-30-0910.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's not really a method, but after another 20 minutes It wasn't exactly ice cream, but it was a wonderful milkshake consistency. Either way, Cameron and I enjoyed it. But for the future we will probably borrow the crank ice cream maker from my parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-3880288503390610472?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3880288503390610472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3880288503390610472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3880288503390610472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3880288503390610472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/making-ice-cream.html' title='Making Ice Cream'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-4563886915089300562</id><published>2009-11-19T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T08:00:03.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Removing our Palm</title><content type='html'>On August 11th one of our palm trees finally sold. We have been waiting for years to have these tree's removed. It was such an interesting experience to see the palm removed. On the 10 the company sent out a team of three guys who literally dug out the palm tree by hand. They were armed with just their shovels. They even climbed the tree with ropes to trim it up to a nice "pineapple" look. The next morning the team that was taking the tree out of the ground came. 45 minutes later it was loaded on a truck and on it's way to San Francisco. We found out the the tree weighed in at 17000 lbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=PalmTreeremoval8-11-0910.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/PalmTreeremoval8-11-0910.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=PalmTreeremoval8-11-0920.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/PalmTreeremoval8-11-0920.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were able to lay that 37 foot palm tree right between our purple plum and our fence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=PalmTreeremoval8-11-0976.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/PalmTreeremoval8-11-0976.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=PalmTreeremoval8-11-0980.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/PalmTreeremoval8-11-0980.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry is 6'2.5" that is the root ball behind him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=PalmTreeremoval8-11-0966.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/PalmTreeremoval8-11-0966.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what the roots of a palm tree look like. I didn't know what I was expecting them to look like, but they are very fibrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=PalmTreeremoval8-11-0991.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/PalmTreeremoval8-11-0991.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loaded and on it's way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=PalmTreeremoval8-11-09142.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/PalmTreeremoval8-11-09142.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-4563886915089300562?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4563886915089300562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=4563886915089300562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4563886915089300562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4563886915089300562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/removing-our-palm.html' title='Removing our Palm'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-8993624017077338757</id><published>2009-11-18T18:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:00:07.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk Down Memory Lane Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Cameron has always loved anything that moves. Trains, planes, boats, cars or trucks. If you can name it and it moves, he loves it. Most things that are in motion will actually stop him in his track so he can watch it. When we go to my grandpa's in Torrance, he loves to walk to the corner to see the trains go by. When he hears a firetruck or ambulance he will crane his neck to see it. He can even tell the difference between different sirens, just by their sound, before he ever sees the vehicle. He loves loves loves planes. He loves to go to the airbase to watch the tankers fly when a fire is burning. A couple of years ago there was an air show at Ryan airbase. He was thrilled and spent the majority of the day with his head craned toward the sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_6252.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_6252.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_6232.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_6232.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_6185.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_6185.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got him to look at the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_6251.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_6251.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-8993624017077338757?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8993624017077338757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=8993624017077338757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8993624017077338757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8993624017077338757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/walk-down-memory-lane-wednesday.html' title='Walk Down Memory Lane Wednesday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-5419795978686388333</id><published>2009-10-06T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T14:00:55.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Monster Mash . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A64060' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=WTWKoO5qof0dxJLf&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=WTWKoO5qof0dxJLf&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=WTWKoO5qof0dxJLf&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Try JibJab Sendables® &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt; today!&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/5928934608771439177-5419795978686388333?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5419795978686388333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=5419795978686388333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5419795978686388333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5419795978686388333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/monster-mash.html' title='A Monster Mash . . .'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-6844030057507119772</id><published>2009-09-09T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:00:02.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Y-E-A-R-S</title><content type='html'>Nine years! Holy Crow! Larry and I are celebrating our 9th wedding anniversary today! I can't believe that I'm old enough to have been married for 9 years! We got married in my parents back yard in a simple wedding that was FABULOUS despite it's simplicity. And 9 years later, he's still my best friend! Here's to many more years!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=w7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/w7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=w5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/w5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=w4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/w4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=w24.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/w24.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=w19.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/w19.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=w1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/w1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=w12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/w12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=w13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/w13.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=w15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/w15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a video from "Our Song" &lt;em&gt;It's Your Love&lt;/em&gt; by Tim Mcgraw and Faith Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ohC7o_PPPtY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ohC7o_PPPtY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-6844030057507119772?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6844030057507119772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=6844030057507119772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6844030057507119772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6844030057507119772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/9-y-e-r-s.html' title='9 Y-E-A-R-S'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3066257413843056563</id><published>2009-09-07T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T09:00:01.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video Monday</title><content type='html'>I love this song, because frankly . . . we live in a small town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:142121" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="dist=www.cmt.com&amp;orig=&amp;vmoid=" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:416px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/lambert_miranda/artist.jhtml" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;Miranda Lambert&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/music/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/video/music-videos/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music Videos&lt;/a&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/5928934608771439177-3066257413843056563?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3066257413843056563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3066257413843056563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3066257413843056563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3066257413843056563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/music-video-monday.html' title='Music Video Monday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2577895477326266399</id><published>2009-09-06T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T10:52:29.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Defying Gravity</title><content type='html'>On Friday August 28th my friend Jen and I headed off to San Diego with the hopes of winning the Wicked Lottery. It was Wickeds closing weekend at the civic theatre. They had 20 seats for the lottery and each winner could get two tickets, which meant that if every winner took two tickets they would only draw 10 names. There was easily 100 people at the lottery. I was so anxious I was bouncing with anticipation as they started calling names. SLOWLY they would call someones name and then wait for them to come forward, check their ID and then have them go inside before they called another name. FINALLY I heard my name! I SCREAMED and started bouncing toward the front!!! I fumbled with my ID and then with my camera inside cause I wanted to make sure I had pictures! I got two tickets, for $25 each!! Our seats were in the FRONT row! For me this was the second time I had seen Wicked, Larry and I had gone while it was in LA, you can see those pictures &lt;a href="http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/wicked-good-time.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; But this was Jen's first time seeing it. Naturally she loved it, I mean, how could you not? It was a Oztastic night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the lottery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted2032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted2032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying our tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted2033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted2033.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The civic theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted2036.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted2036.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted2037.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted2037.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tickets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted2042.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted2042.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted2044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted2044.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our great seats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted2046.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted2046.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted2045.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted2045.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted2048.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted2048.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had SO much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted2052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted2052.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=tobesorted2053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/tobesorted2053.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2577895477326266399?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2577895477326266399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2577895477326266399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2577895477326266399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2577895477326266399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/defying-gravity.html' title='Defying Gravity'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-7667546912339084199</id><published>2009-09-02T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T09:00:03.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk Down Memory Lane Wednesday</title><content type='html'>In May of 2007 my cousins and us went down to Corona del Mar to take pictures for our grandparents. We had a great time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=coronadelmar289.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/coronadelmar289.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=coronadelmar049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/coronadelmar049.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=coronadelmar161-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/coronadelmar161-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=coronadelmar026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/coronadelmar026.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-7667546912339084199?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7667546912339084199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=7667546912339084199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7667546912339084199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7667546912339084199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/walk-down-memory-lane-wednesday.html' title='Walk Down Memory Lane Wednesday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3905107822612048061</id><published>2009-08-31T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T09:00:05.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video Monday</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the Future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new song by Brad Paisley, is one of my new favorites. I hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:428157" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="dist=http://www.cmt.com&amp;orig=&amp;vmoid=" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:416px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/paisley_brad/artist.jhtml" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;Brad Paisley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/music/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/video/music-videos/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music Videos&lt;/a&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/5928934608771439177-3905107822612048061?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3905107822612048061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3905107822612048061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3905107822612048061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3905107822612048061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/music-video-monday_31.html' title='Music Video Monday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-6511586280502202350</id><published>2009-08-29T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T11:59:04.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, Summer is over . . .</title><content type='html'>So I was thinking I haven't blogged in a while. Well that would be an understatement. Aside from Music Video Monday's (which I haven't even done in a while) I haven't written a real blog in about 6 weeks! Yowza! Where did the time go? Oh wait I know, it was summer which equals busy, which means time moves TOO fast. Well here we are on the cusp of September. It was a great and busy summer. I still can't believe that it is over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, August 24th was Cameron's first official day back to school. We are homeschooling again this year and he is in Kindergarten with Julian Charter School. He is starting to read! This is really exciting for so many reasons, but especially because I'm a big reader! He is doing first grade math and is really doing well! He LOVES to learn! We are really enjoying the homeschool experience and look forward to what this year has to offer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry has been quite busy this year. He got a schedule B engineer job several months ago and has spent little time at home since. This is both a blessing and a curse. A blessing cause the overtime is great but a curse cause we miss him. He has, as of today been home 5.5 days in the last 6 almost 7 weeks. Needless to say, I need a break! But we are thankful for the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business is going well. We have one more wedding planned for this year . . . but could still get more. If we don't get any more we will have ended the season with 7 weddings! That is significant growth for us! We have several events coming up and will head right into the Christmas season here in about another month. We are thankful that we are growing! I'm thankful that I don't nescessirily have to work, but get to on my terms. It's been a great experience for our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my goal now that I'm getting back into a normal routine, will be to update on a more regular basis. So stay tuned cause I have lots of pictures to show off from the summer :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever get bored you can look at the business &lt;a href="www.aypnews.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, I'm really good about keeping that updated!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-6511586280502202350?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6511586280502202350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=6511586280502202350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6511586280502202350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6511586280502202350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-summer-is-over.html' title='Wow, Summer is over . . .'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-9069854437411713171</id><published>2009-08-03T20:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:52:46.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/20PQBtyfNZY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/20PQBtyfNZY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-9069854437411713171?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9069854437411713171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=9069854437411713171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/9069854437411713171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/9069854437411713171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/music-video-monday.html' title='Music Video Monday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2938377288004258380</id><published>2009-07-20T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:00:03.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video Monday</title><content type='html'>So there is a little joke that I'm just about Amish, so this for my friend Annie Fisher, from your "sister" Rebeeca Yordey. To all of you who don't understand my little message here, well . . . it's an inside joke. So . . . at least enjoy the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/537495/amish_paradise.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" name="Metacafe_537495"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size = 1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/537495/amish_paradise/"&gt;Amish Paradise&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"&gt;The most amazing videos are a click away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2938377288004258380?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2938377288004258380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2938377288004258380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2938377288004258380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2938377288004258380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/music-video-monday_20.html' title='Music Video Monday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-4370259618330911695</id><published>2009-07-14T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T09:00:01.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You might be a redneck</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago, we went to Bass Pro in Rancho Cucuamunga. If you have never been, then I suggest going! But that's a different blog. Bass Pro has everything the outdoor enthusiast could possible dream of! Including a line of interesting home goods and furniture. These interesting pieces helped me have a Jeff Foxworthy moment, so if you don't mind please join me in my version of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be a redneck if . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You own a camouflaged chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=1e5511fe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/1e5511fe.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look carefully friends, this is not just a camo chair! It's a camo massage chair! That's right, after a long day of hunting you can come home, strip off your own camo pants, wash off that doe urine you put on to attract that buck, open up a Pabst Blue Ribbon and flop into this comfort of all comforts as you dream widely on which wall of your trailer you will be hanging that buck head when it comes back from the taxidermists. Weeewwwww eeeeeeeee that is one fine lookin chair! And it looks SO good next to this little beauty . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=7c269216.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/7c269216.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, that there is a GENUINE whiskey barrel holding up that there table top! As if that was not a fine enough looking table, the artist went a couple of steps further and added rifles along the sides. I mean nothing says "come on and enjoy your dinner" like a Winchester rifle holding up your plate! But look closer friends, you see that thing the price tag is hanging off of? Yup you guessed it, that is a GENUINE spur! I mean it wouldn't be a thrilling adventure if you didn't have to worry about impaling yourself on that spur! Where would the fun be in that? But I love how the pros at Bass Pro knew who their target shopper would be. It may be hard to see in this picture, but those are beer cups on that fine piece of furniture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just in case you are shy and never let your neighbors inside, but you want them to know just how big a redneck you are, may I suggest one of these little beauties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=d373d451.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/d373d451.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on that is MAGNIFICENT! Someone may never be able to come in and see that big ol' large mouth mounted on the wall, but they may assume you have one after getting an eye full of your mailbox. I mean . . . come on! Rednecks of the world unite! Join me as we stand together against conformity of the man! We have our choices! Yes!! You can choose bass, trout or catfish! No conformity here! Join me join me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew . . . sorry . .. I think I'll be okay now. Now back to your regular scheduled programing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-4370259618330911695?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4370259618330911695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=4370259618330911695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4370259618330911695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4370259618330911695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-might-be-redneck.html' title='You might be a redneck'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-8574229117412186824</id><published>2009-07-13T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:00:06.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:58990" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="configParams=&amp;artist=505846&amp;vid=58990&amp;%26startUri=mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:58990" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:416px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/jackson_alan/artist.jhtml" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;Alan Jackson&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/music/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/video/music-videos/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music Videos&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was painted red the stripe was white&lt;br /&gt;It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light&lt;br /&gt;Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta&lt;br /&gt;I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her&lt;br /&gt;We put on a shine; put on a motor&lt;br /&gt;Built out of love, made for the water&lt;br /&gt;Ran her for years, 'til the transom got rotten&lt;br /&gt;A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just on old plywood boat&lt;br /&gt;With a '75 Johnson with electric choke&lt;br /&gt;A young boy two hands on the wheel&lt;br /&gt;I can't replace the way it made me feel&lt;br /&gt;And I would turn her sharp&lt;br /&gt;And I would make her whine&lt;br /&gt;He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides"&lt;br /&gt;Just a little lake across the Alabama line&lt;br /&gt;But I was king of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;When daddy let me drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just an old half ton shortbed ford&lt;br /&gt;My uncle bought new in '64&lt;br /&gt;Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking&lt;br /&gt;A couple of burnt valves and he had it going&lt;br /&gt;He let me drive her when we'd haul off a load&lt;br /&gt;Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road&lt;br /&gt;I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals&lt;br /&gt;Smiling like a hero that just received his medal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just an old hand-me-down Ford&lt;br /&gt;With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door&lt;br /&gt;A young boy two honds on the wheel&lt;br /&gt;I can¡¦t replace the way it mode me feel&lt;br /&gt;And I would press that clutch&lt;br /&gt;And I would keep it right&lt;br /&gt;And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine"&lt;br /&gt;Just a dirt rood with trash on each side&lt;br /&gt;But I was Mario Andretti&lt;br /&gt;When daddy let me drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grown up now three daughters of my own&lt;br /&gt;I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file&lt;br /&gt;And pull out that old memory&lt;br /&gt;And think of me and smile and say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just an old worn out Jeep&lt;br /&gt;Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet&lt;br /&gt;A young girl two hands on the wheel&lt;br /&gt;I can't replace the way it made me feel&lt;br /&gt;And he'd say, "turn it left and steer it right,&lt;br /&gt;Straighten up girl, you're doing just fine"&lt;br /&gt;Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride&lt;br /&gt;But I was high on a mountain&lt;br /&gt;When daddy let me drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When daddy let me drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh he let me drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy let me drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just an old plywood boat&lt;br /&gt;With a '75 Johnson with electric choke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-8574229117412186824?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8574229117412186824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=8574229117412186824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8574229117412186824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8574229117412186824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/music-video-monday_13.html' title='Music Video Monday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-5164096697835822403</id><published>2009-07-12T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:56:04.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If all vegetables could taste this good. . .</title><content type='html'>For the last 8 years or so Larry and I have had a vegetable garden. There is something so satisfying about being able to go into your yard and pick parts of your dinner. We have been very blessed to have "green thumbs" and usually have more than we could ever eat. After you find yourself with an over abundance of produce you start to get creative with ways to prepare it. As a general rule, we only grow what we eat the most of or what can be canned so we don't waste too much. One crop we never have any problem with is zucchini. This particular plant seems to be more hardy than any other. It also seems to be the most bountiful! Pardon me while I have a &lt;em&gt;Forest Gump&lt;/em&gt; moment here, but we like to grill it, cook it in dishes, slice it into spaghetti, stuff it, or eat it raw. But the most undisputed family favorite has to be zucchini bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Cups zucchini&lt;br /&gt;2 Cups Sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 Cup oil&lt;br /&gt;3 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;3 Cups flour&lt;br /&gt;3 tsp baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;3 tsp vanilla&lt;br /&gt;3 tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 cup walnuts (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix wet ingredients and then add dry. Mix well bake at 325 for about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you need zucchini, if we even go one day without harvesting, these little darlings get so big they only thing they are really good for is bread. But here is a good harvest from a few weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=6e9e3e5f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/6e9e3e5f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using a shredder, I used my food processor (I have also done this by hand, which is NOT fun) shred your zucchini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=0c561d34.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/0c561d34.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=5c216fa4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/5c216fa4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will need 3 cups zucchini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=76d48e49.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/76d48e49.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add sugar, oil, eggs, mix well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=f0c17f83.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/f0c17f83.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add dry ingredients, mix well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=b92bd9ba.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/b92bd9ba.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=5964846e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/5964846e.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour into loaf pans or muffin pans. If your loaf pans are smaller this recipe will make three loaves, if they are larger, it will make two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=4973735d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/4973735d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 325 for about an hour or until a tooth pick comes out clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=22cd2f89.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/22cd2f89.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove from pans onto cooling rack, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=455b4c92.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/455b4c92.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to eat it plain the day it's baked so the crust is still kind of crunchy. Larry likes his best with butter. You could also make a light glaze or top with cream cheese for a different flavor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-5164096697835822403?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5164096697835822403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=5164096697835822403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5164096697835822403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5164096697835822403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-all-vegetables-could-taste-this-good.html' title='If all vegetables could taste this good. . .'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-6480034313825685682</id><published>2009-07-10T07:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:17:13.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yup, we grew those!</title><content type='html'>We LOVE apples. As a family we consume quite a bit. But I LOVE to bake with apples as much as we like to eat them fresh. One of our yearly traditions is going up to Oak Glen to pick apples. After doing this for several years, and spending a small fortune, we thought, "hey, we might be able to grow apples ourselves". So we made a trip to Lowes and asked the helpful people in the garden center if we could grow apples, here in Hemet. The answer, we were thrilled was YES! We just happen to get enough cold through the winter for some types of apples. Our helpful garden associate guided us to a type of tree that had been grafted. Each tree produces three or four different types of apples. Well, the blessed tree's had been in the ground just over a year when we started getting apple blossoms. A very pretty flower that despite the youth of our trees would never be more than a flower this year. Again I was surprised! We got quite the harvest for our first year. And like all other fruit trees, the fruit is ready pretty much all at once. So what's a simple girl from a small town to do when presented with lots of apples, that even her apple loving family can't consume before they go bad? She can's of course. I mean HELLO, this is the 21st century! (Yes all sarcasm is implied). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=318578bc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/318578bc.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well due to the size of our apples, we wouldn't be able to put them through our very handy Pampered Chef (c) apple corer, peeler, slicer . . . so this task, would have to be finished by hand. It is the 21 century right? Alas, with my veggie peeler in hand and a sharp knife we set off for the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=e63813b1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/e63813b1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=6e021be3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/6e021be3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We soaked the apples in a bath of fruit fresh to keep them from browning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=a0aa7a12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/a0aa7a12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we cold packed the jars with our apple slices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=46288dc1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/46288dc1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like with my apricots, I made a simple syrup of water and sugar (2 to 1) and filled the jars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=7f8d69bb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/7f8d69bb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to actually use the water bath method for the apples. The apricots closed nicely with the steam bath method. But after 7 minutes in boiling water, our apples sealed nice too. They also were the PERFECT texture for an apple pie (which I made for some friends on July 3) All in all we were able to can up 10 jars of apples. We left some apples whole for eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=0a8adb7a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/0a8adb7a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-6480034313825685682?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6480034313825685682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=6480034313825685682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6480034313825685682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6480034313825685682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/yup-we-grew-those.html' title='Yup, we grew those!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2740749040945126498</id><published>2009-07-06T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:00:12.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video Monday</title><content type='html'>As 2009 is more than half way over no one could argue that time moves way too fast. This is one of my favorite songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:169571" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="configParams=&amp;artist=504765&amp;vid=169571&amp;%26startUri=mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:169571" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:416px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/chesney_kenny/artist.jhtml" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;Kenny Chesney&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/music/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/video/music-videos/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music Videos&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned on the evenin' news&lt;br /&gt;Saw an old man being interviewed&lt;br /&gt;Turnin' a hundred and two today&lt;br /&gt;They asked him what's the secret to life&lt;br /&gt;He looked up from his ol' pipe&lt;br /&gt;Laughed and said, 'All I can say is'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Don't blink&lt;br /&gt;Just like that&lt;br /&gt;You're six years old and you take a nap&lt;br /&gt;And you wake up and you're twenty-five&lt;br /&gt;And your high school sweetheart becomes your wife&lt;br /&gt;Don't blink&lt;br /&gt;You just might miss your babies growin' like mine did&lt;br /&gt;Turnin' into moms and dads&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know&lt;br /&gt;Your better half of fifty years is there in bed&lt;br /&gt;And you're prayin' God takes you instead&lt;br /&gt;Trust me friend&lt;br /&gt;A hundred years goes faster than you think&lt;br /&gt;(So) (But) don't blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glued to my TV&lt;br /&gt;When it looked like he looked at me&lt;br /&gt;And said, 'Let's start puttin' first things first'&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when your hourglass runs outta sand&lt;br /&gt;You can't flip it over, start again&lt;br /&gt;Took every breath God gives you, for what it's worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I been tryin' to slow it down&lt;br /&gt;I been tryin' to take it in&lt;br /&gt;In this here today, gone tomorrow world we're livin' in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naw, don't blink&lt;br /&gt;Don't blink&lt;br /&gt;Life goes faster than you think&lt;br /&gt;Don't blink&lt;br /&gt;Life goes faster than you think&lt;br /&gt;Don't blink&lt;br /&gt;Don't blink&lt;br /&gt;Life goes faster than you think&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2740749040945126498?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2740749040945126498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2740749040945126498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2740749040945126498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2740749040945126498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/music-video-monday.html' title='Music Video Monday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2110896287052444012</id><published>2009-06-29T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:00:06.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:163832" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="configParams=&amp;artist=150205&amp;vid=163832&amp;%26startUri=mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:163832" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:416px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/cyrus_billy_ray/artist.jhtml" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;Billy Ray Cyrus&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/music/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/video/music-videos/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music Videos&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gotta do what she's gotta do&lt;br /&gt;And I've gotta like it or not&lt;br /&gt;She's got dreams too big for this town&lt;br /&gt;And she needs to give 'em a shot&lt;br /&gt;Whatever they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like she's all ready to leave&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left to pack&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no room for me in that car&lt;br /&gt;Even if she asked me to tag along&lt;br /&gt;God I gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;She's at the startin' line of the rest of her life&lt;br /&gt;As ready as she's ever been&lt;br /&gt;Got the hunger and the stars in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;The prize is hers to win&lt;br /&gt;She's waitin' on my blessings before she hits that open road&lt;br /&gt;Baby get ready&lt;br /&gt;Get set&lt;br /&gt;Don't go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says things are fallen into place&lt;br /&gt;Feels like they're fallen apart&lt;br /&gt;painted this big ol' smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;To hide my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;If only she knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I don't say what I want so bad to say&lt;br /&gt;This is where I want to but I won't get in the way&lt;br /&gt;Of her and her dreams&lt;br /&gt;And spreadin' her wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's at the startin' line of the rest of her life&lt;br /&gt;As ready as she's ever been&lt;br /&gt;Got the hunger and the stars in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;The prize is hers to win&lt;br /&gt;She's waitin' on my blessings before she hits that open road&lt;br /&gt;Baby get ready&lt;br /&gt;Get set&lt;br /&gt;Don't go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's at the startin' line of the rest of her life&lt;br /&gt;As ready as she's ever been&lt;br /&gt;Got the hunger and the stars in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;The prize is hers to win&lt;br /&gt;She's waitin' on my blessings before she hits that open road&lt;br /&gt;Baby get ready&lt;br /&gt;Get set&lt;br /&gt;Please Don't go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go&lt;br /&gt;Don't go&lt;br /&gt;She's gotta do what she's gotta do&lt;br /&gt;She's gotta do what she's gotta do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2110896287052444012?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2110896287052444012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2110896287052444012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2110896287052444012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2110896287052444012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/music-video-monday_29.html' title='Music Video Monday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3549938131377735554</id><published>2009-06-22T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:25:10.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 31st birthday Larry!!</title><content type='html'>Today is Larry's 31st birthday! To celebrate we will be going to Disneyland to get his free gift card. It will probably be the last trip to Disneyland for several months because we are blocked out all of July and most of August. But that's ok, we have lots of other stuff to keep us busy. I just wanted to wish my best friend a Happy Birthday!! I love you Larry! Thanks for being a wonderful husband and daddy to Cameron! Here's to many more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Larry at nine months old. Without digging through tons of boxes of pictures to find his newborn picture, this is the best I could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=6eb936c0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/6eb936c0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-3549938131377735554?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3549938131377735554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3549938131377735554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3549938131377735554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3549938131377735554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-31st-birthday-larry.html' title='Happy 31st birthday Larry!!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-5247041856338001848</id><published>2009-06-22T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:41:46.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:160946" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="configParams=&amp;artist=506132&amp;vid=160946&amp;%26startUri=mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:160946" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:416px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/lawrence_tracy/artist.jhtml" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;Tracy Lawrence&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/music/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/video/music-videos/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music Videos&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run your car off the side of the road&lt;br /&gt;Get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Get yourself in a bind lose the shirt off your back&lt;br /&gt;Need a floor need a couch need a bus fare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the rubber meets the road&lt;br /&gt;This is where the cream is gonna rise&lt;br /&gt;This is what you really didn't know&lt;br /&gt;This is where the truth don't lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;You find out who you're friends are&lt;br /&gt;Somebody's gonna drop everything&lt;br /&gt;Run out and crank up their car&lt;br /&gt;Hit the gas get there fast&lt;br /&gt;Never stop to think 'what's in it for me' or 'it's way too far'&lt;br /&gt;They just show on up with their big old heart&lt;br /&gt;You find out who you're friends are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to slap your back&lt;br /&gt;wants to shake your hand&lt;br /&gt;when you're up on top of that mountain&lt;br /&gt;But let one of those rocks give way then you slide back down look up&lt;br /&gt;and see who's around then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain't where the road comes to an end&lt;br /&gt;This ain't where the bandwagon stops&lt;br /&gt;This is just one of those times when&lt;br /&gt;A lot of folks jump off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the water's high&lt;br /&gt;When the weather's not so fair&lt;br /&gt;When the well runs dry&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-5247041856338001848?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5247041856338001848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=5247041856338001848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5247041856338001848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5247041856338001848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/music-video-monday_22.html' title='Music Video Monday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-7560676601866317971</id><published>2009-06-19T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:08:16.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeeping!</title><content type='html'>If it's one thing we love to do, it's Jeeping! There is nothing like having the top off the Jeep and the wind blowing through our hair. (By our, I of course mean Cameron and I ;O) ) Any way, on Wednesday the 17th, we loaded up our Jeep with snacks and drinks and took off for an undetermined destination for an undetermined amount of time. It was one of those thing were we went where the trail took us. Well, we started off at the gas station. Two things, well there are more than two, but two thing about our Jeep. A) the gas tank is dented in reducing it's size by about 5 gallons B) our gas gage doesn't work all the time . . . so before heading out for an undetermined amount of time, it's best to fill up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knew we wanted to head up through Batista canyon. If we're staying local, I prefer Batista to Bee Canyon any day. So we headed off. The pavement doesn't end until you hit the conservation camp. Now Cameron knows quite a bit when it comes to the inner and outer workings of the fire department, but it was quite difficult to explain, well the conversation lasted on and off the whole day, about the difference between, this fire station (the fact that it's a state prison) and other fire stations. But that's a whole other blog! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our trek, shortly after we hit the dirt, we came across our first wildlife specimen. It was, I'm assuming, a Gardner snake crossing the road and it moved in such a particular way. It took several minutes for this snake to cross the road (hey that kind of sounds like a bad joke!) that I video tapped it, because I had never seen one move like that. We wondered for a while if it was injured, but then left it alone. I sure as heck wasn't about to play snake doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTI*NTQ1NjQzMzkyMSZwdD*xMjQ1NDU2NDYyMjgxJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/292c68f8.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw one other snake and several lizards along our trek also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=0b19b92e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/0b19b92e.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=cc0402e1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/cc0402e1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got into Anza, we stopped at the fire station to say hi . . . and use the bathroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=0af0dec0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/0af0dec0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we drove down the paths we enjoyed the nice weather and the beautiful sites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=e08263a2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/e08263a2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=3ff593a4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/3ff593a4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=cb16c587.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/cb16c587.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=d9d564a8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/d9d564a8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=cad753c9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/cad753c9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=45753502.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/45753502.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=b86a08c3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/b86a08c3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found ourselves above Lake Hemet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=5731f664.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/5731f664.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=4d747d81.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/4d747d81.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=cdeafd4c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/cdeafd4c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds were so BEAUTIFUL!!! Thunder heads were building over the mountain and the sky was SO blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=c54a22a1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/c54a22a1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=3ac75fac.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/3ac75fac.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=729efccb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/729efccb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=c0c83ec0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/c0c83ec0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=4b905631.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/4b905631.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we had a GREAT TIME! I took tons of photo's that will hopefully make their way into a scrapbook in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=02f46805.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/02f46805.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=0aae73bc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/0aae73bc.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=0d1b3b0a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/0d1b3b0a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=5115ea37.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/5115ea37.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-7560676601866317971?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7560676601866317971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=7560676601866317971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7560676601866317971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7560676601866317971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/jeeping.html' title='Jeeping!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2340892337590023997</id><published>2009-06-18T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:00:21.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you apricots pt.2</title><content type='html'>As you may have already read in a blog titled similar to this, you would know that we have a very healthy apricot tree. So in an interest of enjoying our apricots later, we decided to can them up. I wanted to make sure that we would be able to enjoy them, maybe even for baked goods, but didn't want to do jam again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we did was collect the apricots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=0ca2c85a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/0ca2c85a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we halved them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=3f8b51c6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/3f8b51c6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then let the halved apricots rest in a bowl with a solution of fruit fresh and water. This helps guard them against browning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=12c27dc8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/12c27dc8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I made a simple syrup 2 parts water 1 part sugar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=9ee9fca5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/9ee9fca5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=d03ddc1f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/d03ddc1f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was making they syrup Cameron and Larry filled the clean jars with apricots. We cold packed the jars meaning the apricots had not been cooked. There for, the jars were cold too. If you hot pack the jars, meaning the item going in the jar is hot, you need to make the jars hot so they don't break. Once the jars were filled with apricots I filled in the voids with the syrup I had made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=53d78678.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/53d78678.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=fd9bc0b1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/fd9bc0b1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=14ca4de4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/14ca4de4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=e11fa8b3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/e11fa8b3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=3d34e196.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/3d34e196.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=2389ae9c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/2389ae9c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to soak the flat lids in hot or boiling water to soften the rubber seal. Then place the flat lid on the jar and hand tighten the ring. Place jars into rack of canner. Normally I use a water bath method of canning. But in an effort to try and preserve the integrity of the fruit I opted for a steam method I had never used. I placed several inches of water and vinegar in the bottom of my canner. Instead of lowering the rack into the water I kept the jars above the water. I put the lid on the canner and let the apricots steam for about 20 minutes. The heat is important because it can kill any bacteria in the jars. I probably could have done this for less time, but since I had never steam bathed before, I didn't' want to take any chances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=9d93e607.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/9d93e607.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the jars were done in the canner I left them upside down on a cooling rack. Some of the jars hadn't sealed completely in the canner and I did this as an extra precaution to see if it would help seal (this method has never failed me yet). I am proud to say, everything sealed and we got 13 jars of canned apricots! After abou an hour of them being upside down, I righted them back to finish cooling before rinsing them off for the pantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=8cabb8ba.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/8cabb8ba.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron wanted to help us even further by helping us label some other cans we had in the pantry. We had some apple sauce left over from a few months ago and Larry directed him on how to label it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=a68880f4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/a68880f4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=71dacb74.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/71dacb74.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2340892337590023997?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2340892337590023997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2340892337590023997' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2340892337590023997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2340892337590023997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-life-gives-you-apricots-pt2.html' title='When life gives you apricots pt.2'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-4824841293236156560</id><published>2009-06-17T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:00:26.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk Down Memory Lane Wednesday</title><content type='html'>From time to time on a Wednesday I will post a "Walk Down Memory Lane" or a "Wordless Wednesday" depending on . . . well . . . my mood I guess. But today I'll introduce the "WDML"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were taken about 2.5 years ago. Cameron wasn't so much into getting his hands dirty, but part of his therapy for "Sensory Integration" was getting him dirty. What better way to do this then by finger painting. He actually really enjoyed him self. These pictures are a little out of order. But at some point during the painting, he had a paintbrush. Yes his hair isn't combed and he's sitting half naked in his high chair, but sure looks like he had fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_7735.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_7735.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_7716.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_7716.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_7723.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_7723.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_7701.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_7701.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_7690.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_7690.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_7696.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_7696.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-4824841293236156560?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4824841293236156560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=4824841293236156560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4824841293236156560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4824841293236156560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/walk-down-memory-lane-wednesday.html' title='Walk Down Memory Lane Wednesday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-9091089178306283850</id><published>2009-06-16T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:10:22.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, there's fish in that there pond</title><content type='html'>In March of 2008 we built a small pond in our backyard. We had purchased a pond kit at Lowes after Christmas for an incredible price. We knew we wanted a pond, but didn't know what to expect as far as maintenance went. Over the last year Larry and I have learned the joys and trials of pond maintenance. Every six months or so we have to drain the pond and remove the algae and scum that had been building up. We would love to invest in a bio filter, but they can run a couple of hundred dollars, so for now, we do fine with the little filter that came with the kit. We placed the pond to the left of the apricot tree. At the time the apricot was much smaller. Knowing what we know now. Having a pond under a tree that drops fruit . . . is not necessarily the best idea. But again, this is one of the trials we have learned. This year we had LOTS of apricots drop into the pond and after several days the pond water (despite our best efforts of pulling the drowning apricots out) was turning into a algae, apricot, fish water, pond muck. It was quite gross. Larry had a brief window of time off yesterday and decided that the pond needed to be cleaned then, not a week from now like we originally planned. We didn't know if the apricot mess could cause the fish (if there were any left) any harm. Catching fish in pond water you can't see through is a difficult task indeed. Especially when your new puppy eats the fish net and you have yet to replace it. Larry improvised quite well by using our fishing net. We decided that the best temporary home during the pond cleaning would be a LARGE Tupperware Thatsa Bowl (I bleached it when we were done with it, BTW) and to prevent the fish from jumping out of their new shallow home, we placed the base to Cameron's t-ball set on top like a lid. They say, necessity is the mother of all invention! Well after about a half hour of Larry playing "catch and release" we discovered we still had about 20 fish! And one is QUITE large! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fish in their temporary bowl home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=33f499c0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/33f499c0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fountain is working again! Thanks to being scum free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=573b94f8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/573b94f8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clean pond!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=72c671f2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/72c671f2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-9091089178306283850?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9091089178306283850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=9091089178306283850' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/9091089178306283850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/9091089178306283850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-theres-fish-in-that-there-pond.html' title='Hey, there&apos;s fish in that there pond'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-6009908176263076791</id><published>2009-06-15T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:09:14.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you Apricots . . .</title><content type='html'>We have a very healthy apricot tree in our backyard. For the last two years we have had VERY bountiful crops. Last year, we made LOTS of yummy apricot things including dehydrated apricots and LOTS of jars of jam. This year we have been making dehydrated apricots but with Ashley's graduation party and being the resident dessert person in our family I decided to give a cobbler a shot. I had never made a cobbler so I wanted to make sure I documented the process.It was REALLY Yummy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1/8 teaspoon nutmeg (I didn't have nutmeg, so I used all cinnamon)&lt;br /&gt;1 cup water&lt;br /&gt;45 oz of apricot halves, (drained if canned) I used fresh&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can use canned apricots but I used fresh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=dae0a14d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/dae0a14d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will need to half the apricots if you use fresh, canned apricots already come halved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=b602cd20.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/b602cd20.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I used fresh apricots I needed to weigh them to get the right amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=85611963.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/85611963.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a saucepan, combine sugar, cornstarch, cinnamon and nutmeg. Stir in water;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=650195be.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/650195be.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring to a boil over medium heat. Boil and stir for 1 minute; reduce heat. (This activates the cornstarch with acts as a thickening agent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=31b1d777.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/31b1d777.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add apricots and butter ; heat through. Stirring to coat apricots with sauce. Then pour into baking dish. You will need one that holds at least 2 quarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=0f0cb3ab.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/0f0cb3ab.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topping:&lt;br /&gt;1 cup all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon of sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons cold butter&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix dry ingredients into a bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=b27c49a7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/b27c49a7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut butter and place into dry ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=7f193127.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/7f193127.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mix butter into the flour (I used a pastry blender) until crumbly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=6318aaf0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/6318aaf0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add milk and mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=3d63a17c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/3d63a17c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix until moistened into dough. Spoon over hot apricot mixture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=83f63692.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/83f63692.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I realized this morning when uploading my pictures, was I didn't take a picture of the cobbler completed. So hopefully I will get enough apricots to make another cobbler and then I will post a picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-6009908176263076791?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6009908176263076791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=6009908176263076791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6009908176263076791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6009908176263076791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-life-gives-you-apricots.html' title='When life gives you Apricots . . .'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-5575999839455143958</id><published>2009-06-15T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:37:32.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oqYUns2YQik&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oqYUns2YQik&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving through town just my boy and me &lt;br /&gt;with a happy meal in his booster seat &lt;br /&gt;knowin that he couldn't have the toy til his nuggets were gone &lt;br /&gt;the green traffic light turned straight to red &lt;br /&gt;I hit my brakes and mumbled under my breath &lt;br /&gt;his fries went a flyin and his orange drink covered his lap &lt;br /&gt;well then my four year old said a four letter word &lt;br /&gt;it started with an S and I was concerned &lt;br /&gt;so I said son where did you learn to talk like that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said I've been watching you dad &lt;br /&gt;ain't that cool &lt;br /&gt;I'm your buckaroo I want to be like you &lt;br /&gt;and eat all my food and grow as tall as you are &lt;br /&gt;we got cowboy boots and camo pants &lt;br /&gt;yeah were just alike yeah ain't we dad &lt;br /&gt;I want to do everything you do &lt;br /&gt;because I've been watching you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back home and I went to the barn &lt;br /&gt;I bowed my head and prayed real hard &lt;br /&gt;said Lord please help me help my stupid self &lt;br /&gt;the next site of bedtime later that night &lt;br /&gt;turnin on my sons Scooby Doo night lite &lt;br /&gt;he crawled out of bed and he got down on his knees &lt;br /&gt;he closed his little eyes folded his little hands &lt;br /&gt;spoke to God like he was talkin to a friend &lt;br /&gt;and I said son now where did you learn to pray like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said I've been watching you dad &lt;br /&gt;ain't that cool? &lt;br /&gt;I'm your buckaroo I want to be like you &lt;br /&gt;and eat all my food and grow as tall as you are &lt;br /&gt;we like fixin things and holdin mommas hand &lt;br /&gt;yeah were just alike yeah ain't we dad &lt;br /&gt;I want to do everything you do &lt;br /&gt;because I've been watching you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With tears in my eyes I rapped him in a hug &lt;br /&gt;said my little bear is growing up &lt;br /&gt;and he said but when I'm big I'll still know what to do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've been watching you dad ain't that cool &lt;br /&gt;I'm your buckaroo I want to be like you &lt;br /&gt;and eat all my food and grow as tall as you are &lt;br /&gt;I'll be as strong as superman &lt;br /&gt;we'll be just alike hey won't we dad?&lt;br /&gt;When I can do everything you do cause I've been watchin you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-5575999839455143958?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5575999839455143958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=5575999839455143958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5575999839455143958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5575999839455143958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/music-video-monday_11.html' title='Music Video Monday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-5905099392179269261</id><published>2009-06-11T11:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:56:11.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting Buzz again</title><content type='html'>Buzz Lightyear is one of Cameron's favorite Disney characters. I am trying to be more of an effort of making video's of Cameron, Lord knows I have TONS of still shots. Cameron showed Buzz his Woody autograph book that I made him (the Buzz one is already full), I like Buzz's reaction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*NDc*NjI4MTI5NiZwdD*xMjQ*NzQ2NDAxNjg3JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*wODE5YzU2Y2JlNzY*ODQwODkyMGU*ODZmM2YxMTgxMyZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/f9fa8122.flv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-5905099392179269261?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5905099392179269261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=5905099392179269261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5905099392179269261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5905099392179269261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_9929.html' title='Meeting Buzz again'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-4306770160174819971</id><published>2009-06-11T11:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:49:01.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fish Called Cameron</title><content type='html'>Cameron takes private swim lessons at the indoor &lt;a href="http://www.physrehab.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aquatic &lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;center in Hemet. He is really starting to become a good swimmer. Water safety is SO important to us. We hope that with in a year or so he becomes a strong swimmer so we can take him to do the fun water activities Larry and I enjoy like kayaking and someday white water rafting. But hey, you got to start somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTI*NDc*NTczOTE*MCZwdD*xMjQ*NzQ1NzY4Mjk2JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/5a6fc8cb.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*NDc*NTgxNzczNCZwdD*xMjQ*NzQ1ODUzNTkzJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*wODE5YzU2Y2JlNzY*ODQwODkyMGU*ODZmM2YxMTgxMyZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/d5d4b827.flv"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*NDc*NTY4MTkwNiZwdD*xMjQ*NzQ1NzIyMTA5JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*wODE5YzU2Y2JlNzY*ODQwODkyMGU*ODZmM2YxMTgxMyZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/8127621f.flv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-4306770160174819971?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4306770160174819971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=4306770160174819971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4306770160174819971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4306770160174819971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_9771.html' title='A Fish Called Cameron'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-34753614318637179</id><published>2009-06-11T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:47:28.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Riley</title><content type='html'>Riley is quickly becoming a great member of our family. Cameron is totally in love with him and fortunately Riley is very patient with Cameron. Here are some cute pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=df411f65.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/df411f65.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=2abcb2b6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/2abcb2b6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=2dafa79f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/2dafa79f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-34753614318637179?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/34753614318637179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=34753614318637179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/34753614318637179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/34753614318637179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-of-riley.html' title='More of Riley'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-1906015790174131341</id><published>2009-06-10T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T12:31:21.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_4967.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_4967.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=a7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/a7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_7997.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_7997.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-1906015790174131341?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1906015790174131341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=1906015790174131341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1906015790174131341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1906015790174131341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-5815567777772598410</id><published>2009-06-09T16:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:22:54.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment to brag</title><content type='html'>Jessica and I come from a very close family. This year, our cousin Ashley is graduating from High School. She is such a good kid with such a thirst for life! Her number one passion is Theatre and this passion has provided her much success in high school. Ashley sent out a little letter with her graduation announcement telling people what had been happening as her high school career finished up. She also discussed the awards she received for theatre. I will take this information from her own words, &lt;blockquote&gt; At the theatre banquet I was awarded with Best Supporting Actress for my role as Marmee in Little Women the musical, Best Female Performance for my lead role as Eleanor/Milady in Starmites, plus Honor Chords and an Honor Medallion to wear at graduation. I was also voted Best Thespian by my peers which was an honor that now words can describe. Then the Murray's, my theatre teachers, awarded me Outstanding Theatre Student which is the highest award given to a Senior. On top of all of this I received a small scholarship of $250&lt;/blockquote&gt; Tomorrow is another awards ceremony, for academic achievements as well. We took Ashley's studio senior pictures today. We took her on location last summer and took some of her pictures on the beach and in Balboa Park. We, as a family, couldn't be more proud of the woman she has become! Congratulations Ashley!! We love you!!! And to the entire class of 2009, good luck in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=1bf489b5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/1bf489b5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=2154f8a1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/2154f8a1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=46738bcb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/46738bcb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=9f8bf26f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/9f8bf26f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My FAVORITE with the cap and gown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=a38bccf6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/a38bccf6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of her theatre awards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=21987b5a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/21987b5a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=0781ea23.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/0781ea23.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica made Ashely this scrapbook for her birthday, you can't see it on this small picture, but the tag says "it's a passion thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=2177e8a0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/2177e8a0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=fc6f4ae2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/fc6f4ae2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=c5d4637d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/c5d4637d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-5815567777772598410?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5815567777772598410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=5815567777772598410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5815567777772598410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5815567777772598410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/moment-to-brag.html' title='A moment to brag'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3711557805434689496</id><published>2009-06-08T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:00:17.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video Monday</title><content type='html'>One of our favorite songs as a family is &lt;em&gt;Chicken Fried&lt;/em&gt; by Zac Brown Band. This song is so us! It's so cute when Cameron runs around singing this song. I have two favorite parts of this song &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It’s funny how it’s the little things in life &lt;br /&gt;That mean the most.&lt;br /&gt;Not where you live, what you drive, or the price tag on your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no dollar sign on a piece of mind, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)I thank God for my life,&lt;br /&gt;And for the stars and stripes.&lt;br /&gt;May freedom forever fly, let it ring.&lt;br /&gt;Salute the ones who died.&lt;br /&gt;The ones that give their lives, so we don't have to sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;All the things we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanted to share it with you. Enjoy! (full lyrics below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:289363" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="dist=http://www.cmt.com&amp;orig=&amp;vmoid=" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:416px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/brown_zac__band/artist.jhtml" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;Zac Brown Band&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/music/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/video/music-videos/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I like my chicken fried, &lt;br /&gt;And cold beer on a Friday night, &lt;br /&gt;A pair of jeans that fit just right, &lt;br /&gt;And the radio up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was raised up beneath the shade of a Georgia pine, &lt;br /&gt;And that’s home, ya know? &lt;br /&gt;Sweet tea, pecan pie, and homemade wine, where the peaches grow.&lt;br /&gt;And my house, it’s not much to talk about. &lt;br /&gt;But it’s filled with love that’s grown in the southern ground...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a little bit of chicken fried,&lt;br /&gt;Cold beer on a Friday night,&lt;br /&gt;A pair of jeans that fit just right, and the radio up.&lt;br /&gt;I like to see the sun rise,&lt;br /&gt;See the love in my woman's eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Feel the touch of a precious child,&lt;br /&gt;And know a mother’s love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s funny how it’s the little things in life &lt;br /&gt;That mean the most.&lt;br /&gt;Not where you live, what you drive, or the price tag on your clothes.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no dollar sign on a piece of mind, &lt;br /&gt;This I've come to know.&lt;br /&gt;So if you agree have a drink with me, &lt;br /&gt;Raise your glasses for a toast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a little bit of chicken fried,&lt;br /&gt;And cold beer on a Friday night, &lt;br /&gt;A pair of jeans that fit just right, and the radio up.&lt;br /&gt;I like to see the sun rise,&lt;br /&gt;See the love in my woman's eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Feel the touch of a precious child,&lt;br /&gt;And know a mother’s love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for my life,&lt;br /&gt;And for the stars and stripes.&lt;br /&gt;May freedom forever fly, let it ring.&lt;br /&gt;Salute the ones who died.&lt;br /&gt;The ones that give their lives, so we don't have to sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;All the things we love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like our chicken fried,&lt;br /&gt;And Cold beer on a Friday night,&lt;br /&gt;A pair of jeans that fit just right, and the radio up.&lt;br /&gt;I like to see the sun rise,&lt;br /&gt;See the love in my woman's eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Feel the touch of a precious child,&lt;br /&gt;And know a mother’s love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your little chicken fried,&lt;br /&gt;And cold beer on a Friday night,&lt;br /&gt;A pair of jeans that fit just right, and the radio up.&lt;br /&gt;I like to see the sun rise,&lt;br /&gt;See the love in my woman's eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Feel the touch of a precious child,&lt;br /&gt;And know a mother’s love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-3711557805434689496?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3711557805434689496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3711557805434689496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3711557805434689496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3711557805434689496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/music-video-monday.html' title='Music Video Monday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-8819503981037367884</id><published>2009-06-07T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:46:26.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Bloom</title><content type='html'>Back in April, Larry transplanted 20 rose bushes from our neighbors yard. They had moved to NC 6 months earlier and after the tenants who were renting their house moved out, the roses and two flowering plums started to look sad. Not knowing what would become of the house, we contacted them and asked them if we could transplant them so they could have a chance at survival. Well after transplanting on the HOTTEST weekend of the year and careful pruning, we are proud to report that ALL of the rose bushes and both of the trees are THRIVING! We even got our first blooms on one rose bush! Several other bushes are ready to just explode with roses!! We are thankful they let us take them, because they would have surely died (the house is still empty) but they will also make our yard very beautiful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=1fe5cf4b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/1fe5cf4b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=7a611838.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/7a611838.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-8819503981037367884?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8819503981037367884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=8819503981037367884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8819503981037367884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8819503981037367884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-bloom.html' title='First Bloom'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3046203465252001913</id><published>2009-06-07T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T12:36:10.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley</title><content type='html'>On Friday, June 5th we welcomed the newest member to our family. His name is Riley and he is a German Shepherd mixed puppy of an undetermined age. He will go to the vet next week for a check up and I may know more about him then. As some of you know, last year, we lost our puppy Jasmine to Parvo. We were heartbroken, to say the least and even though we knew we wanted another puppy, we weren't anxious about bringing another one home. The wounds of loosing Jasmine were still too fresh. After about 8 months, we started looking for a puppy. And several times we got several offers for puppy's to join our home, but we prayed about them and the opportunities never panned out. Last week, I got an email from my mom, who often sends puppy emails to us, and there was a set of three puppy's that had been abandoned on the property of her coworkers sister. I opened the email and immediately fell in love with the little black one on the end. After calling the girl, we decided to take him in. Cameron was SO excited! We named him Riley and after a couple of days, she came into town to drop him off. It was love at first sight for Cameron and Riley. This dog is SO good! He has fit in immediately! Bernadette our almost 9 year old Dobie Shepherd mix took very nicely to him and so far, he's been great! Doesn't bark, hasn't chewed up anything we didn't give him, sleeps well, is SO patient with Cameron and is a little love bug. Larry has been on duty since Friday, so he is yet to meet him, but we can already tell that this little guy was the perfect addition to our family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/?action=view&amp;current=67add339.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i570.photobucket.com/albums/ss146/ayp123/67add339.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-3046203465252001913?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3046203465252001913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3046203465252001913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3046203465252001913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3046203465252001913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/riley.html' title='Riley'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-1121764834777676037</id><published>2009-06-04T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:42:47.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Mets!</title><content type='html'>Cameron started T-ball in May. I don't think there is anything cuter than him in his baseball uniform! He is on the Met's and his coaches name is Toni. So far we have been VERY blessed when it comes to teams and coaches! Opening ceremony's for the baseball season were on May 2nd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica, Keri (the other team mom) and I made the banner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=22caa2f6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/22caa2f6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=f7dbddf5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/f7dbddf5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be announced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=2dd1046a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/2dd1046a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=c148be20.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/c148be20.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-1121764834777676037?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1121764834777676037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=1121764834777676037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1121764834777676037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1121764834777676037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/go-mets.html' title='Go Mets!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3421039524404837786</id><published>2009-06-04T10:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:39:01.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kahoona Cameron</title><content type='html'>Cameron LOVES Turtle Talk with Crush at Disney's California Adventure. He especially loves it when he gets to talk to crush himself. This time I had the video camera ready. Make sure you have your sound up and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*NDEzNjkxMjA5MyZwdD*xMjQ*MTM2OTQ3NTMxJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*wODE5YzU2Y2JlNzY*ODQwODkyMGU*ODZmM2YxMTgxMyZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/fe6a7e11.flv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-3421039524404837786?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3421039524404837786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3421039524404837786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3421039524404837786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3421039524404837786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='Kahoona Cameron'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-609331032780480172</id><published>2009-05-23T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:33:08.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Blessings!</title><content type='html'>Cameron as you know has been playing indoor soccer this year. I had prayed that he would get on a great team! God more than answered my prayers! Our team dynamic was AMAZING! I mean all the parents got along, all the kids got a long great, the coach was SO good with the kids and patient! All of the kids we're either home schooled, private schooled or lived within blocks of us. Several were business owners and the similarities went on and on. Needless to say, we all had a great time! The team was unstoppable as well! We went completely undefeated. Now let me interject here, in small kids sports like this, they don't keep official score . . . but after the first game it was obvious we had an amazing team and some parents took it on themselves to keep score. We only were scored on probably 3 times the whole season! But our team of 5 year olds made 67 goals in 10 games! I would say, in sports averages, that's pretty stinkin good! Cameron had a great time and we look forward to playing with this team again next season. Valley Wide will allow you to choose your team :) which makes this mama's heart happy! So for the last time for 2009 Go Stingrays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron &amp; Gabriel, in their new soccer shirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=74bc7c1d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/74bc7c1d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron &amp; Kniko &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=47eb0097.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/47eb0097.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=d80078e0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/d80078e0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=b7eee118.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/b7eee118.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Nester handing out awards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=94fc1f67.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/94fc1f67.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron and his supersized trophy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=fce36f41.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/fce36f41.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stingrays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=00505a3d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/00505a3d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron and Coach Nester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=9fe12016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/9fe12016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-609331032780480172?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/609331032780480172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=609331032780480172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/609331032780480172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/609331032780480172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/soccer-blessings.html' title='Soccer Blessings!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-8084413685730099004</id><published>2009-05-20T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:16:05.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang that's a long time</title><content type='html'>This May 2 marked Larry and I's 10 year anniversary! We have been together more than a third of my life! That's crazy to think!! We met shortly after my 18th birthday started dating a few weeks later, then engaged 5 months later and married 11 months after that! 10 years! We often talk about how quick it went. How it hasn't seemed like 10 years could have passed. What's even weirder is that I'm old enough to have been in a relationship for that long. We will have our 9th wedding anniversary here in September . . . and that just blows our minds! So in honor of our 10 years together, here are a couple pictures from 10 years ago. Dang we looked young . . . oh wait, that's because we were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=kl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/kl.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=cuteer.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/cuteer.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-8084413685730099004?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8084413685730099004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=8084413685730099004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8084413685730099004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8084413685730099004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/dang-thats-long-time.html' title='Dang that&apos;s a long time'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2405296740920080901</id><published>2009-05-18T14:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:31:33.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video Monday</title><content type='html'>I LOVE music. I often think about the songs that create the soundtrack of our lives. The songs that cheer you up when your down. Let you get out the anger your feeling, motivate you when your working out or just speak to you . . . in a way that only you can explain. Larry and I have different idea's of what makes good music. Where we both LOVE country and primarily listed to that, I have a VERY eclectic love of music. Depending on my mood and the day, my music preferences change so much that our music collection is so diversified that you wouldn't think that it all belongs to one person. From the greats of classical music, to angry girl music and practically everything in between. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, one of my FAVORITE songs is &lt;em&gt;I Run to You&lt;/em&gt; by Lady Antebellum. Lately, we have been crazy busy and this song just seems to sum it up. That at the end of the day or the end of the shift, we run to each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:355856" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="configParams=&amp;artist=2807105&amp;vid=355856&amp;%26startUri=mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:355856" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:416px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/lady_antebellum/artist.jhtml" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;Lady Antebellum&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/music/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music&lt;/a&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/video/music-videos/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music Videos&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run from hate&lt;br /&gt;I run from prejudice&lt;br /&gt;I run from pessimists&lt;br /&gt;But I run too late&lt;br /&gt;I run my life&lt;br /&gt;Or is it running me&lt;br /&gt;Run from my past&lt;br /&gt;I run too fast&lt;br /&gt;Or too slow it seems&lt;br /&gt;When lies become the truth&lt;br /&gt;That’s when I run to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;This world keeps spinning faster&lt;br /&gt;Into a new disaster so I run to you&lt;br /&gt;I run to you baby&lt;br /&gt;And when it all starts coming undone&lt;br /&gt;Baby you’re the only one I run to&lt;br /&gt;I run to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We run on fumes&lt;br /&gt;Your life and mine&lt;br /&gt;Like the sands of time&lt;br /&gt;Slippin’ right on through&lt;br /&gt;And our love’s the only truth&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I run to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus X 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Lady Antebellum Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2405296740920080901?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2405296740920080901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2405296740920080901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2405296740920080901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2405296740920080901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/music-video-monday.html' title='Music Video Monday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-6556873529974968119</id><published>2009-05-15T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:21:27.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost 2 years ago</title><content type='html'>Larry got a VERY important phone call today. One that will undoubtedly change our lives. It has been almost 2 years since Larry went to the COA academy. The engineer academy, if you will. Today he got called for a job. Not like in the past, where there was rumor that he was going to get a job, but he got the call for an ACTUAL job. As of Monday May 18th at 8am he will be officially working in Battalion 3. It's kind of hard to believe. I mean, when most people go to COA, they go because a job is waiting for them upon their return. We have been waiting patiently (most of the time) and we know that God had control of the situation . . . but it was still frustrating to see other people go to academy's after him and get placed into jobs. We are in a state of disbelief right now, the good kind. But excited all the same! I mean Larry will finally be able to use the training he received almost 2 years ago! There will be some additional financial compensation (a pay raise) and for the first time in 5 years he will be with in a 25 minute drive from our home! The downfalls are there also. This is a job on a schedule B engine, so he will probably be gone a great deal over the next several months, because they go anywhere the fires are. His schedule will change. For the last 5 years he's been a Mon, Tues, Wed shift, which meant he was off Thurs-Sun. But we know that God is in control and we look forward to what he has in store for us next! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinning on his badge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=47b1dd68.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/47b1dd68.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=abc67eb6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/abc67eb6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ringing the bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=27453d40.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/27453d40.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=0558f94f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/0558f94f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=7f1d0e87.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/7f1d0e87.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ad83514e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ad83514e.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry in his "outfit" striking a pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=4e485bdf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/4e485bdf.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and Larry at his graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=120c568a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/120c568a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-6556873529974968119?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6556873529974968119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=6556873529974968119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6556873529974968119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6556873529974968119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/almost-2-years-ago.html' title='Almost 2 years ago'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-6104705230339447909</id><published>2009-05-13T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:45:08.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I have several friends who blog regularly and they do something called "Wordless Wednesday". I think this is great . . . because sometimes, you have nothing to say. I have plenty to say, it's time I'm lacking! So today I'm just going to post a picture. I think I will dig deep in the archives of photobucket! And in the future if I feel the pressure to blog about something, but don't have the words (you all know me and being witout words isn't really my style) or the time I may institute a "Wordless Wednesday" and just let you enjoy the quiet. Quiet is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_5238.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_5238.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_5249.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_5249.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-6104705230339447909?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6104705230339447909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=6104705230339447909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6104705230339447909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6104705230339447909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-8572381016351204018</id><published>2009-05-12T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:01:57.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stingray Soccer</title><content type='html'>Cameron is in his first season of soccer. He is playing indoor soccer through Valley Wide. We were really blessed that he got on a team with an amazing coach. His coach Nester, plays for Peru! He has taught Cameron a lot of about soccer and has gotten him excited about the game. He even wants to play the next season of soccer, which will be with AYSO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from when he was named "player of the game" Sorry they are blurry, there was something wrong with my camera. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ab1d574f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ab1d574f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummed because he had to sit out a quarter (they have to take turns)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ec03258a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ec03258a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As goalie, he is a REALLY good goalie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=1bb3c10e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/1bb3c10e.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=7e4b1c5a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/7e4b1c5a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Announcing "player of the game"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=a2dfb8ba.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/a2dfb8ba.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=21c0f511.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/21c0f511.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=03e7b5fd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/03e7b5fd.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=4fd61c7b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/4fd61c7b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-8572381016351204018?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8572381016351204018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=8572381016351204018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8572381016351204018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8572381016351204018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/stingray-soccer.html' title='Stingray Soccer'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-7898980391632216181</id><published>2009-05-12T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T09:29:24.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafting, crafting and more crafting</title><content type='html'>Lately I have been able to craft! It's been fun! I mean I have all this stuff I've invested money into, might as well use it right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I LOVE to use when I craft is my Cricut! It's a personal die cutting machine. You have to buy cartridges for different fonts or images, but then you can combine them to do anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the cover for Cameron's next autograph book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=106d048b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/106d048b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I made this . . . because I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=f7facc4e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/f7facc4e.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of the cartridges I own have card features. &lt;br /&gt;This card was made with the "Stretch Your Imagination" cartridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=a322ffa4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/a322ffa4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the center of the sunflower I sprayed Tattered Leather Glimmer Mist, by &lt;a href="http://www.mytatteredangels.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tattered Angels&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; . I have a somewhat obsession with &lt;em&gt;Glimmer Mist&lt;/em&gt; lately. It gives things a certain something extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this card using a flower from a piece of card stock that I had. I cut the Thanks message using my cricut. Then I misted the thanks and the envelope with "latte" &lt;em&gt;Glimmer Mist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=1b9926c5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/1b9926c5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To store all of the cards I made this stationary box designed by &lt;a href="http://danniesdesigns.typepad.com/my_weblog/2008/09/stationery-box.html"&gt;Dannie's Designs&lt;/a&gt; Once I got the hang of it, I was able to make one in about 15 minutes. There is a place for everything! Stamps, cards, tags and even a pen. I made one for my mom for Mothers Day and I have two additional ones (that now just need to be filled with cards) for my cousin for her birthday and a friend for her birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=12857c28.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/12857c28.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=b40ede91.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/b40ede91.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I originally saw these magic boxes on my friend, Allison's blog. She found them from &lt;a href="http://lifeaslou.blogsome.com/2008/01/30/magic-boxes-a-life-as-lou-online-class/"&gt;Life as Lou blog &lt;/a&gt; I made several of these for Mothers Day and filled them with Hershey's Hugs and Kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=a2381b8d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/a2381b8d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ee6da114.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ee6da114.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-7898980391632216181?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7898980391632216181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=7898980391632216181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7898980391632216181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7898980391632216181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/crafting-crafting-and-more-crafting.html' title='Crafting, crafting and more crafting'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-6917982108126621912</id><published>2009-05-12T00:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:07:21.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you just need a good song</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:272213" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="dist=http://www.cmt.com&amp;orig=&amp;vmoid=" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:416px;font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/sugarland/artist.jhtml" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;Sugarland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/music/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/video/music-videos/" style="color:#EC660C;" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mama mapped out the road that she knows&lt;br /&gt;Which hands you shake and which hands you hold&lt;br /&gt;In my hand-me-down Mercury, ready to roll&lt;br /&gt;She knew that I had to go&lt;br /&gt;And hangout, make lots of noise&lt;br /&gt;And layout late with a boy&lt;br /&gt;Make the mistakes that she made 'cause she knew all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already gone&lt;br /&gt;I was already gone&lt;br /&gt;I was already gone&lt;br /&gt;Life is a runaway train you can't wait to jump on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say the first time won't ever last&lt;br /&gt;But that didn't stop me. the first time he laughed&lt;br /&gt;All my friends tried to warn me the day that we met&lt;br /&gt;"Girl, don't you lose your heart yet"&lt;br /&gt;But his dark eyes dared me with danger&lt;br /&gt;And sparks fly like flame to a paper&lt;br /&gt;Fire in his touch burning me up, but still I held on&lt;br /&gt;I was already gone&lt;br /&gt;I was already gone&lt;br /&gt;I was already gone&lt;br /&gt;Life is a runaway train you can't wait to jump on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I saw him, we packed up my things&lt;br /&gt;And he smiled like the first time he told me his name&lt;br /&gt;And we cried with each other&lt;br /&gt;We split the blame for the parts that we couldn't change&lt;br /&gt;Pictures, dishes and socks&lt;br /&gt;It's our whole life down to one box There he was waving goodbye on the front porch alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was already gone&lt;br /&gt;I was already gone&lt;br /&gt;I was already gone&lt;br /&gt;I was already gone&lt;br /&gt;I was already gone&lt;br /&gt;Hangout, make lots of noise&lt;br /&gt;And layout late with a boy&lt;br /&gt;Make the mistakes that she made, life is a runaway train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mama mapped out the road that she knows&lt;br /&gt;Which hands to shake, which hands you hold&lt;br /&gt;In my hand-me-down Mercury&lt;br /&gt;Life is a runaway train you can't wait to jump on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-6917982108126621912?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6917982108126621912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=6917982108126621912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6917982108126621912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6917982108126621912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-you-just-need-good-song.html' title='Sometimes you just need a good song'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-615450320068636017</id><published>2009-05-11T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:20:50.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter 2009</title><content type='html'>As Cameron gets older he is really starting to enjoy holidays! This was especially evident at Easter. He wanted to dye eggs and hunt for eggs. Now, we have never pushed the notion of an Easter bunny. The only figure of Easter we have ever encouraged is the most important figure, which is Jesus! Needless to say, we don't have television and he's home schooled, so the Easter bunny was never mentioned. But in an interest to not deprive him of the fun joys of childhood, we did partake in Easter eggs. Earlier in the day we had stopped at Larry's parents house. As Cameron was running around the front yard, he tripped and scraped his hand pretty good on some brick work. This incident parlayed nicely into our Easter discussion. We let Cameron dye eggs on his own . . . with very little guidance from us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=4d3fdba9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/4d3fdba9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=da8790a1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/da8790a1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the finished eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=eb8dcc5a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/eb8dcc5a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Easter basket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=d25821d1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/d25821d1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got him all the stuff he needed for tball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while the vinegar in the dye started to sting his hands and we found gloves for him to wear. (Side note, there are a ton of Easter pictures, so I'm only posting a few) Later at bedtime, we decided to do the &lt;a href="http://www.rainbowcastle.org/resurrectioneggs.html"&gt;Resurrection eggs&lt;/a&gt;. If you don't know what they are you can check out the link. But the basic idea is that there are 12 plastic Easter eggs and each one has a different item in them that ties into the story of the Crucifixion and the Resurrection of Jesus. We got to the egg with a sponge in it. The description of the sponge is to explain that when Jesus was on the cross, he was thirsty and asked for water. The guards instead soaked a sponge with vinegar and gave him that to suck on. This reminded me of our dyeing eggs and how the vinegar had hurt Cameron's hand and I explained that connection between the two. It's amazing to see the love of Jesus growing in a small boy. He was very sad for Jesus getting vinegar instead of water. It was a great way for the lesson to be brought to him in a physical way he could understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Easter Sunday, we went up to the Romona Bowl to watch "Behold the Lamb" the passion play that Calvary Chapel Hemet puts on every year. After we all met at our house for BBQ and family Easter egg hunt. Everyone who wanted to participate was to bring 12 eggs filled with candy and at least one egg filled with money. It was quite funny seeing everyone run for the eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=190bef59.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/190bef59.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=92e218d0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/92e218d0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=b4bb5c9d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/b4bb5c9d.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=8660a734.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/8660a734.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=99e7269b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/99e7269b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-615450320068636017?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/615450320068636017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=615450320068636017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/615450320068636017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/615450320068636017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/easter-2009.html' title='Easter 2009'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-5305508875379748298</id><published>2009-05-11T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:39:45.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayaking in La Jolla!</title><content type='html'>One of things that Larry and discovered last year was ocean kayaking. Last September, for our anniversary, we went kayaking to the seven caves of La Jolla. We got an offer from the tour company that we used for discount kayaks for last Friday only. My sister and Bob took Cameron for several hours so that we could take advantage of $5 kayak rentals. Because this trip was a rental excursion and not a tour, we would be on our own in the kayaks. We got down there and the water was rough!! To say the least! We got into our kayaks and had to row hard to get behind the waves. After about 10 minutes or so, we finally got out far enough that the waves weren't breaking on us. The wind and sea was SO turbulent that my first choice of kayaking to the caves became an impossibility for us. As we approached the caves the swells increased and not wishing to be thrown into the rocks, we opted to just kayak around and also float off shore. We decided on a little spot about a mile and a half or two miles off shore. We paddled next to each other, hung on to each others kayaks and just talked. Every once in a while a sea lion would swim by. It was a very calming experience! After about an hour and a half or more (it's really easy to loose time when your out to sea with out a watch) we decided to head back in. One of the things we loved about the last time we went kayaking was the ability to "surf" in. This was not an option on this turbulent day! A huge wave hit Larry hard and he toppled out of his kayak. It spun me around and sideways and I rode the kayak in for about 30 feet, backwards and sideways, before it toppled me out. But when all was said and done I had lost my sunglasses and Larry lost one of his water shoes. We can't wait to do it again! The kayak part, not the being thrown from a kayak by a giant wave part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=8d5741ff.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/8d5741ff.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry in his kayak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=212d88c7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/212d88c7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the 7 caves behind Larry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=dfdfdc39.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/dfdfdc39.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=eed53ae3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/eed53ae3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=459ecb04.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/459ecb04.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=67d62114.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/67d62114.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-5305508875379748298?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5305508875379748298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=5305508875379748298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5305508875379748298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5305508875379748298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/kayaking-in-la-jolla.html' title='Kayaking in La Jolla!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-8870280505384819355</id><published>2009-05-11T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:59:23.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden</title><content type='html'>After several years of landscaping, we have a backyard that is now our haven! We have several fruit tree's, a vegetable garden and a pond to just name a few. I'll just let the pictures speak for themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our flower bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ed9cb547.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ed9cb547.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swing is one of my favorite spots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=988a08eb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/988a08eb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron's place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=899b6f02.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/899b6f02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our messy shed, morning glory's run the entire side :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=a3ff2ed6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/a3ff2ed6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View toward the dining patio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=db956d44.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/db956d44.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute furniture covered in Cameron's toys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=579d60c9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/579d60c9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby plums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=e263f0e8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/e263f0e8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry planting our vegetable garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=3fcdaca6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/3fcdaca6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our apricot tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=8da84f21.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/8da84f21.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby apricots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=b5e13e2c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/b5e13e2c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our pond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=0379424c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/0379424c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=e3371830.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/e3371830.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our grapevine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=8c6d0aa8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/8c6d0aa8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby grapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=658cef98.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/658cef98.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomato's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ebb8ccb5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ebb8ccb5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making sure our soaker hose and quick connects work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=2747200b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/2747200b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By our pond is a bench that came from a friend of ours when she moved. Next to it we put a really pretty cross that I had found at Tuesday Morning. The cross serves as a memorial for Jasmine, our puppy that died last year of parvo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-8870280505384819355?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8870280505384819355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=8870280505384819355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8870280505384819355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8870280505384819355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/garden.html' title='Garden'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-6469381004362677863</id><published>2009-04-28T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:52:27.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of blogs</title><content type='html'>Over the past several months I have found myself somewhat addicted to blogs. I think it's that people are so raw, so honest with blogs that I am just drawn to them. I have found several blogs that have been heartbreaking and inspiring at the same time. I have found blogs that teach as well as provide humor. Then of course I have all my friends who blog and they are just fabulous too. It's a great way to keep a record of what's going on in people lives and you don't have to bombard anyone person with that info. A blog is perfect, because you put your thoughts out there and if no ones reads them, then well at least you got it off your chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the heartbreaking and inspiring. These people in these blogs have faced real pain. Beyond imagine heartbreak and yet, still can praise God in their darkest hours. They know that His plan is not their own and can still glorify Him even in their heartbreak. I want to share these blogs with you so you can add them to your prayers as I have. This first blog belongs to Patrice and her husband Matt. Their first born son Gabe was still born and their second born son was born with a VERY rare disease called Epidermolysis Bullosa you can read their story &lt;a href="http://patriceandmattwilliams.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mcclenahans had a beautiful baby girl named Cora. One day she was sick, they took her to the doctor, she was diagnosed with cancer and two weeks later she was resting with Jesus. They turned their heartbreak into a mission called Cora's Playground. You can read their story &lt;a href="http://themcclenahans.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only been three weeks since the Sphores lost their beautiful Maddie. Maddie was a baby who survived being born premature. But her prematurity cost her strong lungs which led to the complications that ended her short life. She had such a big smile. Her parents have been supporters of the March Of Dimes since they were pregnant with Maddie. Heather shares her thoughts &lt;a href="http://thespohrsaremultiplying.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and Mike shares his thoughts &lt;a href="http://thenewbornidentity.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt and his wife Liz had a beautiful baby girl last March, Maddie. With in 27 hours Liz died of a pulmonary embolism. Matt logged his journey as heartbroken widower and new single dad on his blog. He gained national popularity recently when he was featured on Oprah. I started following his blog about 4 or 5 months ago. His blog comes with a warning label, because he is prone to swear. But he has turned his grief into a foundation that is helping other widowers and widow's. You can read his story &lt;a href="http://www.mattlogelin.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stellan was diagnosed with a heart problem in utero and they didn't expect him to survive pregnancy. He is now 5 months old and not anywhere out of the woods as far as his heart is concerned you can read their story &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all the blogs I read are sad. I also follow several that are crafty. I do so try to be crafty! One of my favorites is dedicated to a product that I LOVE! It's called the Bind It All by Zutter. If you don't know what a Bind It All is, check it out &lt;a href="http://www.zutterzisters.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; this blog shows just how versatile this product is and that you are as limited as your imagination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also check in with &lt;a href="http://simplemom.net/"&gt;Simple Mom&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://lauragunn.typepad.com/paintinmyhair/"&gt;Paint in My Hair&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But probably the blog that brings me the biggest laughs is &lt;a href="http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cake Wrecks&lt;/a&gt;! I LOVE this blog. It is amazing how bad cakes can bring so much joy to people. But to be fair on Sunday's she showcases beautiful cakes too. I hope you enjoy Cake Wrecks as much as I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally a little self promotion. If you didn't know (and I don't know how you couldn't) but my sister and I own a photography business. You can check out our &lt;a href="http://www.aypforyou.com"&gt;website &lt;/a&gt; you can also check out our &lt;a href="http://aypnews.blogspot.com "&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; to see what new things we have to offer and our latest shoots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-6469381004362677863?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6469381004362677863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=6469381004362677863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6469381004362677863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6469381004362677863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-love-of-blogs.html' title='For the love of blogs'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-1142971067216967904</id><published>2009-04-04T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:00:23.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has Sprung</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of Cameron from our Spring has Sprung Picture event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ZSGE14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ZSGE14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ZSGE3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ZSGE3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ZSGE32.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ZSGE32.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=ZSGE36.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/ZSGE36.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-1142971067216967904?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1142971067216967904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=1142971067216967904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1142971067216967904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1142971067216967904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring has Sprung'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-370501114861705212</id><published>2009-03-29T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T09:10:02.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As seen on aypnews.blogspot.com</title><content type='html'>I don't know if those of you who read this blog ever check in with my business blog, but if you'd like to the address is &lt;a href="http://aypnews.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our web designer Bryan set us up a YouTube account and has started posting mini videos of ours that Jessica makes. Here is the wedding one, I hope you enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oy21rYj-qik&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oy21rYj-qik&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-370501114861705212?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/370501114861705212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=370501114861705212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/370501114861705212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/370501114861705212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-seen-on-aypnewsblogspotcom.html' title='As seen on aypnews.blogspot.com'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-4767380692244988337</id><published>2009-03-22T16:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:32:13.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTIzNzc2NDcwNDU2MiZwdD*xMjM3NzY*NzI3OTUzJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*=.gif" /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/teacups.flv"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-4767380692244988337?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4767380692244988337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=4767380692244988337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4767380692244988337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4767380692244988337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/tea-time.html' title='Tea Time'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2223420185936892933</id><published>2009-03-22T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:23:12.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know the street value of this mountain?</title><content type='html'>If you don't know where the title of this entry came from then stop reading this, immediately go and get yourself a copy of "Better off Dead" with John Cusack and watch it! Then you may come back and continue reading this entry. If you don't see the movie, I'm sure you'll understand what I'm talking about, but you won't know the joke behind it . . . so it will be your loss. Oh well, I digress . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing we don't see a whole of down here in sunny CA is snow. But this year we got some! It was the first time in about 3 or 4 years that we actually got a decent snow pack. It was a chilly February afternoon. We went to church and as we were leaving, it started to rain. Most people take this as a sign to go home and bundle up and get out of the bad weather. But us crazy Zay's and our need to be doing things, left us headed up to Oak Glen to see what the snow would be like. Larry is not a fan of driving to Idywild in the snow (considering we don't own chains) but figured the elevation of Oak Glen would be high enough to get snow, but low enough to not require chains. This is what I would also call a win win. Oak Glen had the BEST caramel apples. So after a stop at the candy store "downtown" we went up to Los Rios to play in the snow. The thing we found out though when we got there is they do not allow sledding. It's all private property and they don't want the liability. A little disappointed, we put our Chevy sled back into our Chevy truck and headed off on foot to a large field with lots of snow and hardly any people! We played for about a half hour before Cameron's words couldn't be understood through the chattering of teeth. When we got home we took HOT showers, moved our mattress into the living room, watched a movie together and then enjoyed the slow cooked ribs we had put in the crock pot before we left. It was a perfect Sunday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort024.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort021.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort025.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort030.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort031.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort031.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort080.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort080.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort089.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort089.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort092.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2223420185936892933?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2223420185936892933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2223420185936892933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2223420185936892933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2223420185936892933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-know-street-value-of-this.html' title='Do you know the street value of this mountain?'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-4558811686545872742</id><published>2009-03-22T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:01:13.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day 2009</title><content type='html'>Valentines day is not normally something that Larry's and I celebrate. We feel we should express all those warm and lovey feelings all year long and not just one day of year. So in normal form, Larry worked on Valentines Day. Might as well give someone who actually cares about being off, the opportunity to be off! And the financial bonus of working an overtime day for us! Valentines fell on a Saturday this year. I took Cameron to Lowes to do the Build and Grow craft, then dropped him off with my parents so I could meet an old friend for lunch. Later in the afternoon Jen brought the girls over to spend the evening with Cameron and I so she and Justin could go out for sushi and then go home and get things ready for Jessie's birthday party the next day. I had a very fun evening planned. They got to play outside, then I had a Valentine craft for them to do (foam picture frames). I made taco's for dinner and BIG cupcakes for dessert! I left the cupcakes "naked" so the kids could frost them and decorate them however they chose! Then we settled down to watch "Princess Diary's" All in all we had a fun night! It sure is different having four kids instead of just one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing their craft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Valentinesday20094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Valentinesday20094.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Valentinesday2009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Valentinesday2009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those look like some good cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Valentinesday20098.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Valentinesday20098.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Valentinesday200913.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Valentinesday200913.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Valentinesday200912.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Valentinesday200912.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Valentinesday200911.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Valentinesday200911.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Valentinesday200910.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Valentinesday200910.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-4558811686545872742?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4558811686545872742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=4558811686545872742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4558811686545872742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4558811686545872742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/valentines-day-2009.html' title='Valentines Day 2009'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-325682536883146430</id><published>2009-02-27T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:08:34.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!!</title><content type='html'>So this morning after calling the bank, we got quite a shock to find out how big Larry's pay cut was going to be. Can you say OUCH!  This of course put me in a right bad mood. I have never been one to worry about things especially money. It's always been either we have it or we don't. We share when God has blessed us. And we have always thought "it's only money, we can make more". Now those are easy thoughts to have when your income steadily rises (as ours has) But what happens when the state comes in and says "sorry, you get a pay cut, cause we can't manage our finances" We got frustrated . . . BIG TIME. But after throwing a little temper tantrum and being in a less than great mood, I sat down to do school work with Cameron (probably not a good time to start that either) and while he's working on his work, I thought I would give my Bible study a go . . . cause we meet in three day's and I have a crazy weekend (yes, I can be some what of a procrastinator). Anyway, we are going through First Peter and this week we are finishing the book. So I got my little "God is bigger than the boggy man kick-in-the-butt"   First Peter 5:6 says "Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you at the proper time, casting all of your anxiety on Him, because he cares for you." Wow!!! Thanks God!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-325682536883146430?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/325682536883146430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=325682536883146430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/325682536883146430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/325682536883146430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow.html' title='WOW!!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-5676585418470060339</id><published>2009-02-24T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:36:56.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby is 5!</title><content type='html'>On February 22nd Cameron turned 5! I can't even believe that 5 years have passed since he was born. What a difference 5 years make! At birth Cameron weighed 8.5 lbs and was 20 inches long. At 5 years old he is 56.6 lbs and 46 inches tall! He can write, read some words, spell some words, count to 100, add simple number (up to a total of 10) and subtract. He officially started Kindergarten this week! We are home schooling him using Julian Charter school as his facilitator. We met with his facilitator Erin and I think that this is going to be a wonderful adventure! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron at birth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0157.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_0157.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_0174.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron at 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2143.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_2143.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron at 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=twins1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/twins1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron at 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=coronadelmar161-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/coronadelmar161-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron at 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Cpic7-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Cpic7-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron Now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=CZ578.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/CZ578.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-5676585418470060339?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5676585418470060339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=5676585418470060339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5676585418470060339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5676585418470060339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-baby-is-5_8746.html' title='My Baby is 5!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-1403024746370935429</id><published>2009-02-12T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:16:26.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Disneyland how we missed you so!</title><content type='html'>On a very rainy Friday in February, three Zay's headed off to a very rainy Disneyland. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday Feb. 6 we decided to kick off our "year of Disney". It was very wet day indeed. We prayed about safe travel and off we went. When we got to the park, it was drizzling on and off. I was actually surprised how many people were there on such a rainy day. But being that this is the year that Disneyland is giving you free admission on your birthday and the year they started a monthly payment option on their passes, it really wasn't all that surprising. Cameron was VERY excited about going to Disneyland. It had almost been a year since our last trip. The first three years of his life, we had passes so we went several times a month. So this was very exciting indeed. And even though he had been there hundreds of times, this was kind of like the first time. He is getting to the age, where he actually remembers things. And even though he had some memories of the trip we made to Disneyland last year, a lot of the park was new to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-092.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-092.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-091.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the park, we stopped at the ticket booth to get our passes. We decided to go into Disney's CA Adventure first. Because we have a Disney Visa, there are lots of things that are special just to Disney Visa card holders. One of which is a personal meet and great with Disney characters. You have to be a DV holder and you also get a FREE 5x7 picture! On that day, the characters were Chip and Dale. They spent several minutes with him looking at his autograph book and playing with his hair! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-0910.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-0910.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it was raining there wasn't many characters walking around. So we decided to go where they spend the most time, in the Animation building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-0914.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-0914.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron was very interested in the "Hollywood Back lot" mural, he liked how it looked like the road just kept going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-098.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-098.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking from one place to the next, we did stumble across Goofy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-0917.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-0917.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went and rode, Tower of Terror, Cameron was not impressed! But when we were leaving that ride, we came across Mr. Incredible and him and Cameron compared muscles . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-0926.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-0926.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they were comparing, Goofy found us! He wanted to be included in the comparison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-0927.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-0927.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a new favorite ride at Disneyland. It's Toy Story Mania, you get to wear these really fashionable glasses while you ride and play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-0943.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-0943.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several wet hours at DCA we headed over to Disneyland and got our passport pictures (wonderful after 5 hours in the rain). We met up with the Heatherly women and went into Toon Town where we met up with Goofy at his house. He must have gotten wet and went home to change clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-0966.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-0966.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie, Cameron, Goofy and Jordan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-0970.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-0970.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went through Mickey's house and the kids took a break on his couch.&lt;br /&gt;Jessie, Cameron and Jenna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-0971.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-0971.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After weaving our way through Mickey's house, we found him, dressed to the nines if you ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-0982.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-0982.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went over to Minnie's house to see how she was doing. The kids all got together in one picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-0983.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-0983.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was Jen and I's turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Disneyland2-06-0989.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Disneyland2-06-0989.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our trip through Toon Town, we said good by to the Heatherly's for a while. They went to meet up with Justin and we headed off to do whatever it is you do at Disneyland. I think it started to rain again, because I don't have that many pictures in the evening. We left around 7, even though we had originally planned to close the park. But Larry had to work the next day and he had a long shift in front of him. But that was okay, because we know we will have lots of time to spend at Disneyland in the next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-1403024746370935429?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1403024746370935429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=1403024746370935429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1403024746370935429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1403024746370935429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-disneyland-how-we-missed-you-so.html' title='Oh, Disneyland how we missed you so!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-6601561455595429202</id><published>2009-02-12T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:40:08.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bind it all!!</title><content type='html'>We decided for Cameron's 5th birthday we would take him to Disneyland. Because Disney decided to go monthly on their annual passports, this allowed us to get passes! Because we knew we would be spending lots of free time there this year, I decided I wanted Cameron to have an extra special autograph book. I also am cheap . . . or frugal, so after inspecting his previous autograph books, I decided, "I can do that!" Our friends the Heatherly's would also be getting passes. Because they have three girls, I decided to make them autograph books too. Jessie, the youngest, her birthday is 6 day's before Cameron's. I thought, it's best to give them all their autograph books at the same time. For the second year in a row, Jen and I planned a Disneyland trip on the same day without talking about it to the other. We would all be heading off to "the Happiest Place on Earth" on the 6th, so I had to work fast! I made 4 autograph books on Feb 5th. But they sure did come out cute! For Cameron, I let him pick which character he wanted on the front. He chose Buzz, which is no surprise right now, he is on a Toy Story kick. I Modge Podged his book, because the Buzz I bought was all paper. I had Jen ask the girls what their favorite characters and colors were and then personalized their books. Because they had all chose princesses, the dresses were made of fabric, so I created the albums and then gave them the princess separately, so they could add them when the books were full. Looking back I bed I could have Modge Podged them . . . but didn't want to risk it at the time and have it blow up in my face. Next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the girls books, I cut chip board and all of the papers individually to give me the size and look I wanted. Because they would be carrying around three books I made their books smaller. I let the girls choose their own colors, so they would reflect their preferences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2022.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2022.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used my Cricut to cut the words for the covers of the books. I did each girls book in a different font with their names. Jessie and Jordan both had chosen Bell and royal blue so I made sure that their fonts were different. Because I didn't attach the princess, this is what it would look like, as soon as they were complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2023.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used my Bind It All to bind the books. This is the bind it all cutting the holes for the pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2024.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all of the pages and covers had been punched, I was ready to do the actual binding. For Jessie's book, I chose white wire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2026.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Cameron's book I opted to use Bind It All covers and Pages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the cover two toned and Modge Podged each layer. His book took a LONG time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2008.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Cricut hard at work. For Cameron's book I used the Mickey font for the letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the Bind It All to bind Cameron's book, but used silver wire to complete the look of his book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2028.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I had made his book an 8x8 I chose to add photo mats to the inside so that the characters would know where to sign. So the picture would be above or next to the signature. I did however leave the inside front cover as a two page spread to give Mickey Mouse full room to write and a larger picture. I also left the inside back cover a two page spread for Buzz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2029.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2029.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-6601561455595429202?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6601561455595429202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=6601561455595429202' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6601561455595429202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6601561455595429202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/bind-it-all.html' title='Bind it all!!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-8768022150925993598</id><published>2009-02-12T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:10:37.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 80's live on in our hearts!</title><content type='html'>A year ago I started a bunco group. Every month we move from house to house playing bunco. It's the hostess choice what the theme or lack there of should be. Jen hosted bunco in January and it was no surprise that she chose the 80's for her theme. I have to say, I am proud of my friends! They really out did themselves! It's amazing how many of us were able to channel the 80's even though it's been nearly 20 years since the 80's ended. Also I was rather proud at how many of us could still sing all the songs that played on an 80's XM radio station, with little or no mistakes. I guess, no matter how old we were during the 80's, it will still live on in our hearts. And even though my friends have repeatedly shot me down, I think I could really get the leggings and denim skirt look to work now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene, she's a maniac, maniac ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9154.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9154.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen and Darcee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9175.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay and Chastity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9194.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9194.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison and Robyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9164.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9164.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess and the guest of honor, Rick Springfield!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9167-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9167-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Jen, I can make this look work, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9176.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9176.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dice Diva's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9192.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9192.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-8768022150925993598?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8768022150925993598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=8768022150925993598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8768022150925993598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/8768022150925993598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/80s-live-on-in-our-hearts.html' title='The 80&apos;s live on in our hearts!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2168227269056376266</id><published>2009-02-12T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:52:36.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legoland in my house!!!</title><content type='html'>One of the things I have come to realize with a boy is that they just don't play . . . they spread out. If he wants to play Lego's he doesn't get out a few to play with, no he gets ALL of them out! Due to Larry's love for Lego's, we are in no short supply of Lego's. In fact Cameron has TWO under the bed storage containers full. I am not a huge fan of playing Lego's like this. I would like to have the kit, follow the directions and create the masterpiece. Larry and Cameron like to use their imagination and their 5 million Lego's and just . . . create. So as it is, when Lego's are the toy de jour, my house looks like Legoland threw up. But I can say, they are really good about picking up when they are done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surprised them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture doesn't do justice to how thick the pile of Lego's is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing off for the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2003.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=Picturestosort2004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/Picturestosort2004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2168227269056376266?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2168227269056376266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2168227269056376266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2168227269056376266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2168227269056376266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/02/legoland-in-my-house.html' title='Legoland in my house!!!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-5215720645832499238</id><published>2009-01-26T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T10:25:12.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's for dinner</title><content type='html'>I started meal planning several months ago. It has been a very helpful tool that has prevented us from just driving through on crazy days. Knowing my schedule in advance, I have been able to prepare what we are eating. I never have to run to the store for a missing ingredient, because I shop for my menu. It has been difficult on planning days to decide what to eat and there have been some days when I haven't felt like eating what I planned, but all the pro's out way the cons. So I thought I would share this weeks meal plan with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Tamale Pie, Salad&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Left over pork from Sunday, salad&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Breakfast for dinner&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Chicken enchilada's, beans and Salad&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Steak, grilled onions, red potato's and green beans&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Spaghetti, salad&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Super Bowl, so I am assuming snack food for dinner! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-5215720645832499238?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5215720645832499238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=5215720645832499238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5215720645832499238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/5215720645832499238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-for-dinner.html' title='What&apos;s for dinner'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2871936053405871817</id><published>2009-01-21T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:48:00.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow! There's a lot of information on the internet!</title><content type='html'>*Throughout this blog, I have attached several links. They can be found in the name of the thing I am telling you about, if you would like to check these things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that might sound like such a stupid statement, obviously there is a lot of information on the Internet! But until recently, I never really explored it. I never had read a blog until my friend Hartley moved to China. I never looked for recipe's online. I did the things that most people do online, pay bills, email, social space (like myspace or facebook) . . . but that was about it. Then in August I joined a group that would change how I would look at the Internet. I joined a wonderful mommy group called &lt;a href="http://www.meetup.com/hemetchristianmoms/"&gt;Hemet Moms and Wives of Faith&lt;/a&gt; In this group I have met SO many amazing women! And not to mention talented!! In fact I have decided that when my crafty skills are all grown up I want to be like &lt;a href="http://jenanddarrellclark.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jennifer Clark&lt;/a&gt; that's her blog! Check it out!! Also I learned from Jennifer is my new favorite place online &lt;a href="http://pandora.com/"&gt;Pandora Music&lt;/a&gt; You click in a favorite artist or genre of music and it makes you your own radio station! I have a couple right now, but my FAVORITE at the moment is my ABBA station!! Cameron can now sing several ABBA songs . . . is that bad? Also there is a women named &lt;a href="http://crockpot365.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stephanie&lt;/a&gt; and for an entire year she made all of her meals in a crock pot!! On her blog, she includes all of the recipes! Then there is a man named &lt;a href="http://www.mattlogelin.com/"&gt;Matt&lt;/a&gt; Who's daughter was born in March and 27 hours later his wife died when a blood clot went to her lungs. He has been raising his daughter alone and has shared not only her but his feeling and emotions of being a single dad. Then the final thing I will share with you is another very talented blog called the &lt;a href="http://craftapple.wordpress.com/"&gt;craft apple&lt;/a&gt; it is "sew" (every pun intended) refreshing to see other people embracing the domestic arts! I felt like I was one of the only people left who sewed and canned and baked. . . but then a little searching on the Internet found me all these wonderful people. So . . . I think it would be safe to say that I might have a slight blog obsession . . . but I'm okay with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2871936053405871817?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2871936053405871817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2871936053405871817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2871936053405871817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2871936053405871817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/wow-theres-lot-of-information-on.html' title='Wow! There&apos;s a lot of information on the internet!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2045040692154347404</id><published>2009-01-21T09:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T10:04:43.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Cameron</title><content type='html'>Cameron has really taken a new interest in giving gifts. We encourage him to make people pictures and cards. But after Christmas he wanted to give other gifts and because I wouldn't take him shopping, he decided the best thing to do was give HIS things away! What a sweet child! He also wanted to wrap his gifts. Well because he went through 2 rolls of tape (the refill kind, so they were BIG rolls) in 3 days, I cut him off from having any more tape. I told him if he wants more tape, he will have to buy it himself. (His birthday is next month, may I suggest tape refill rolls or stock in 3M? Watch now that is all he will get! LOL) Anyways what a smart child to do when he is cut off from having tape? Improvise!! He started using his sticky foam letters to seal his gifts! You got the give the kid credit for being creative! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of his gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8988.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8988.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see what he wrapped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8982.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8982.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was SO proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8986.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8986.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron gave Ashley strict instructions on what to do with her gift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9069.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9069.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a good audience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9073.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9073.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2045040692154347404?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2045040692154347404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2045040692154347404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2045040692154347404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2045040692154347404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/santa-cameron.html' title='Santa Cameron'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-7186529305166775061</id><published>2009-01-21T09:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:46:19.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Fix It</title><content type='html'>Cameron is all about being helpful right now. This is something we are encouraging! It is his job to feed Bernadette, pull the trash cans up from the curb and help vacuum. He is also responsible to pick up his own toys and room. On Saturday the 17th Larry was cleaning our very dirty garage (it still hadn't recovered from Christmas). Cameron really enjoys being outside "helping daddy". I was inside getting some much needed work done. Larry came inside to as me a question and then went back outside. I heard "Kammy, come here . . . and bring the camera!" Cameron had taken upon himself to play Mr. Fix It in our entry way. Once upon a time when we purchased this house there was outdoor carpet leading from the driveway to the front door. I don't know what purpose this carpet served, but we pulled it up almost immediately. But for some reason . . . I'm not sure why, we never pulled up the tack strip that was holding it down. As the years passed, we just walked over this strip. In all reality, I had walked over it so many times, I didn't even realize it was there until Saturday. Cameron decided that he would take it up. He got a screw driver and a bolt driver out of Larry's tool box. Using his weight as leverage, he started to pry the strip up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first picture is before mommy intervened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9037.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9037.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice he now has gloves and goggles on? This is the way mommy's think . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9039.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9039.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9047.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making progress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9052.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning up his mess (he learned that from mommy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9059.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9059.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-7186529305166775061?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7186529305166775061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=7186529305166775061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7186529305166775061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7186529305166775061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/mr-fix-it.html' title='Mr. Fix It'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2292546676816465346</id><published>2009-01-18T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:01:28.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it out</title><content type='html'>So as most of you probably know, I co-own a photography business with my sister. I just started a blog for that so I can keep my clients updated on upcoming events, pictures, special discounts or whatever . . . it's a blog, there aren't any rules right? So if you are interested in the blog for All Yours Photography, you can check it out at   aypnews.blogspot.com   also you can check out our website at www.aypforyou.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2292546676816465346?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2292546676816465346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2292546676816465346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2292546676816465346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2292546676816465346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/check-it-out.html' title='Check it out'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-7717034112448982010</id><published>2009-01-16T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:53:45.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron the Builder</title><content type='html'>Cameron is really starting assert his masculinity these day's. He is becoming "all boy" which I didn't know he could become anymore "all boy" than he already is, but alas he is. It's so funny to watch him and listen to the things he says. His desire to be like his daddy is also very strong. He says things like "I have to go to work tomorrow, I'm working overtime at station 7". One of Cameron and Larry's favorite things to do is tool around in the backyard. They both would be perfectly content to sit in the dirt and "work" all day long, everyday! His newest favorite thing to do is get his "work clothes" on. He really should say "work accessories" because he works in whatever he is wearing that day, but he likes to add a pair of suspenders, a hardhat and a small arsenal of tools. He will walk around measuring things, telling us what needs to be moved and all other sorts of "work" related stuff. Two of his favorite things to do is water and "make concrete". It's a good thing we have plenty of things to water! But to make "concrete" he takes the hose over to his sandbox, which is hardly a sandbox as much a dirt patch. It used to be all sand, but years of digging holes and filling them have left him with a combination sand/dirt box, which suits him just fine! But he will go over to his play area, mix "concrete" (which is just dirt) and water in his wheel barrow and then dump at the "construction site". Can I just say, having a boy ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron watering an apple tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8937.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8937.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron in his "work clothes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8939.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8939.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to have tools&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8940.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8940.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to "work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8944.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8944.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-7717034112448982010?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7717034112448982010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=7717034112448982010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7717034112448982010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7717034112448982010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/cameron-builder.html' title='Cameron the Builder'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2625901019792382633</id><published>2009-01-14T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:42:16.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Mommy!! I'm stuck!</title><content type='html'>I was on the phone with my mom discussing the new doctor I had seen today. Cameron was instructed to pick up all of his cars. I heard a "Help MOMMY!!" I went into his room and well I will just let the pictures speak for themselves! Yes I'm one of those terrible parents that as long as my kid is not in mortal danger will take a picture before I help him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9018.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_9019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_9019.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2625901019792382633?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2625901019792382633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2625901019792382633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2625901019792382633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2625901019792382633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/help-mommy-im-stuck.html' title='Help Mommy!! I&apos;m stuck!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2419481803333472754</id><published>2009-01-13T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:50:38.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good friends, Quick visit!</title><content type='html'>On Dec. 30th our good friends, Nate and Jessica and their baby Aiden were in CA visiting family. Due to their busy family schedules, we were only able to visit for about 2 hours. They went into Norco to visit family, so I met them in Corona at Larry's station. Our visit was brief but great!!! The guys got to talk fire (Nate used to work for CDF but now is a Firefighter in OR) and Jessica and I got to talk babies, motherhood and everything that happens after the birth of your baby. Oh and misery loves company, so as from one part-time single parent to another, we were able to discuss the joys and pains to raising a firefighting family (more joys then pains of course). It was SO good to see them and I'm glad we got a chance to meet Aiden before he got any bigger!! It had been 3.5 years since our last visit so they were shocked at how big Cameron was too! We made a promise to each other that we wouldn't allow as much time to pass between now and the next visit. I hope it's a promise we all can keep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Aiden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=sdxmas08052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/sdxmas08052.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica and Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=sdxmas08053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/sdxmas08053.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron age 4 1/2 and Aiden 9 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=sdxmas08054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/sdxmas08054.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiden's like "who is this kid?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=sdxmas08055.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/sdxmas08055.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=sdxmas08056.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/sdxmas08056.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys talking "shop"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=sdxmas08057.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/sdxmas08057.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to keep him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=sdxmas08059.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/sdxmas08059.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=sdxmas08061.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/sdxmas08061.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2419481803333472754?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2419481803333472754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2419481803333472754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2419481803333472754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2419481803333472754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-friends-quick-visit.html' title='Good friends, Quick visit!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3898972462779786716</id><published>2009-01-13T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T12:25:21.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Larry meet's Piper</title><content type='html'>Due to busy scheduals, Piper was two weeks old the first time Larry got to meet her. She had changed SO much in just the week since I had seen her. It's amazing how fast they grow! It would be pointless to point out that Larry was just "taken" with her, as we all are! Cameron LOVES to hold her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry &amp; Piper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8922.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8922.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron, Bobbi &amp; Piper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8916.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8916.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Piper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8925.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8925.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry &amp; Piper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8926-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8926-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-3898972462779786716?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3898972462779786716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3898972462779786716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3898972462779786716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3898972462779786716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/larry-meets-piper.html' title='Larry meet&apos;s Piper'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-6747476698464719741</id><published>2009-01-12T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:52:55.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a BEE-utiful Garden!</title><content type='html'>Larry and I really enjoy placing garden decorations in in our garden. We have a large collection of fun little chatckies we have collected over the years. We have a flower made from horseshoes, several garden signs, welcoming you to our garden, bird feeders that we have purchased and some we have made. But our favorites are our bugs. We have started a collection of bowling ball bugs. We already had two ladybugs, but decided to add a bee. I decided to share this creation with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to make one of these for yourself, you will need the following things: Bowling ball, Copper Wire, Metal Screen, 26 gauge copper wire, latex paint/spray paint, wooden balls, Primer paint, clear caulk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primer the ball (we used spray paint, but you could use any latex paint)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8949.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8949.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paint ball yellow (we used spray paint for this too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8951.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8951.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add black stripes (we used a outdoor safe latex paint)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8957.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8957.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8961.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8961.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut copper wire. You will need two that are 20" and two that are 24", bend into ovals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8958.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8958.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sew" Screen mesh to "wing ovals" using copper wire (I found this was easiest if I cut a large enough square of mesh then tacked in one spot with wire, then started "sewing at the end, working my way around the wing, bending and trimming the mesh as I went):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8963.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8963.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drilled new holes into the ball. You could use the existing holes, but this particular ball (which we found) had 12 hols in it! So we put those on the underbelly and drilled new holes. The other holes will be in the dirt. You need a total of three holes. Two for the wings, one for the antenna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8970.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8970.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill holes with clear caulk and insert wings and antenna, if you need to add additional caulk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8972.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8972.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8973.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8973.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean any caulk from around the ball:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8975.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8975.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have any wooden balls, I need to go out and get them. Paint them black and then place at the ends of the atenna's. The caulk needs at least 24 hrs. to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8978.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8978.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-6747476698464719741?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6747476698464719741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=6747476698464719741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6747476698464719741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/6747476698464719741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-bee-utiful-garden.html' title='What a BEE-utiful Garden!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-1184859239920259141</id><published>2009-01-06T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:23:45.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Piper!</title><content type='html'>Our very good friends Erik and Bobbi welcomed a BEAUTIFUL baby girl on December 21, 2008! We were so excited to meet Piper Jane!! So on the 22nd we got to go over to their house after they got home from the hospital to meet the newest addition to "our family". Cameron was so sweet with Piper, holding her gently, whispering to her and commenting on how cute her little fingers were. We can't wait to watch Piper grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron and Piper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;amp;current=littlecamera006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/littlecamera006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Cameron and Piper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;amp;current=littlecamera014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/littlecamera014.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and little Piper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;amp;current=littlecamera016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/littlecamera016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is SO cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;amp;current=littlecamera032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/littlecamera032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and piper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;amp;current=littlecamera038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/littlecamera038.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-1184859239920259141?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1184859239920259141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=1184859239920259141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1184859239920259141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1184859239920259141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-piper.html' title='Welcome Piper!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3491558387318305455</id><published>2009-01-01T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:48:37.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally get it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;for mentioned&lt;/span&gt; blog I discuss how fast time goes and that I am often in a state of wonderment trying to figure out where time went. Tonight I had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;realization&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sure I have realized this to some degree in the past, but since I am now a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blogger&lt;/span&gt; it seems only appropriate that I should share this revelation with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is January first. Christmas was exactly one week ago. On Sunday December 21st we went to Torrance to have Christmas with my family out there. While we were out there I asked my mom (she drove out there, therefore it was her truck. I don't have to ask permission to go places normally) if we could go to Joann's. The Del &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Amo&lt;/span&gt; fashion center (it's like the third biggest mall in the country) has a HUGE Joann's! She said sure and off we went. (On a side note there is a Crate and Barrel next door and I got some fabulous kitchen things, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;digress&lt;/span&gt;) We went into Joann's a full FOUR days BEFORE Christmas and everything was 70% off!!!! And they were stocking the shelves with Valentines and Easter, yes Easter items!! So back to today, January first. I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kohl's&lt;/span&gt; gift card and thought there might be some good sales so Cameron and I ventured out and went to the new shopping center off of Newport Road in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Menifee&lt;/span&gt;. We went into Super Target and found what was left of their Christmas merchandise (now at 75% off!) and it was next to the SUMMER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;furniture&lt;/span&gt;!!! Yes the summer outdoor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;furniture&lt;/span&gt; is already for sale. Along with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Valentine's&lt;/span&gt; and Easter. Christmas was 7 days ago and they are selling hammocks and umbrellas! So then I came home and after spotting a mouse in the house, I ran to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; to get some traps. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;WalMart&lt;/span&gt; still had lots of Christmas decorations (it was only 50% off) But there was an entire isle just for Valentines day candy!! I mean how could we possibly need more candy? I still have Halloween candy! But then it started to really dawn on me. Time moves fast because we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;continually&lt;/span&gt; reminded by the media, society and consumerism to move fast. Then I discovered another Holiday. It's not really a Holiday, but it has landed Holiday status in the stores because they market for it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; like the other Holiday's. It's the Superbowl! You can get all matching dishes and cups and banners and table clothes and serving trays for your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Superbowl&lt;/span&gt; party! So as I was leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; without traps, they were out, (I don't know if I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;irritated&lt;/span&gt; or happy by this. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Irritated&lt;/span&gt; because I had to go somewhere else, but happy because I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; not the only person having mouse problems) I was driving back toward my neck of the woods and I noticed there were far less Christmas lights on. Streets that just a week ago, were aglow with the lights of Christmas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt;, were now dark and dull. And then I got sad. As a society we build our selves up for Christmas. Heck the decorations are in the store in mid September, but as soon as the morning of the 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; passes, Christmas is over to some people. They can't wait till bright and early on the 26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to go return all the stuff they got that they hated. I mention this because Cameron and I were watching a Christmas Carol last night. He asked why if Christmas was over, we were going to watch a Christmas movie. I explained that it was the last day of December, and I thought it seemed right. I need to stress that I hadn't seen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; Christmas Carol in probably three years. It had been probably 10 years since I read the book, if not longer. Now I am familiar, as probably are you, with the overall theme and story of A Christmas Carol. But there was one line near the end that really stuck with me. When Scrooge says he will keep Christmas and remember it all year. What a wonderful idea! As I think about this weekend and how we will be "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;un-decorating&lt;/span&gt;" I think of not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;commercial&lt;/span&gt; Christmas but of the real meaning of Christmas. Of a baby born in a manger. A baby who took a human form so that some years later he could die on a cross for my sins. That the selfless act of his Father our Lord to give to us, when we least deserve it. That we can't even take the time out of our live to fully appreciate what a wonderful gift Christmas is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, our lives move fast, because they move fast. We are busy. Especially here in California, where we seem to move at the speed of  . . . well I don't know what, cause it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ain't&lt;/span&gt; the freeways'. But we move fast. It's in part because we are always looking as to what is next instead of what is now. I can't fully enjoy Christmas if Valentines day is being shoved down my throat. And I can't enjoy Easter if I have to get ready for the summer. And I can't enjoy the summer because i have to get ready for Halloween. And it's just a hop-skip-and-a shopping trip to Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years. And then again . . . another year gone behind us . . . we will sit and wonder "where did the time go?" as we plan our next . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-3491558387318305455?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3491558387318305455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3491558387318305455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3491558387318305455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3491558387318305455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-finally-get-it.html' title='I finally get it!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-1222927061676472584</id><published>2009-01-01T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:52:55.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm utterly amazed that today is January first 2009!!! I can not believe how fast time is moving. They say it goes faster as you get older, but I am taking new heart to the song by Kenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chesney&lt;/span&gt; "Don't Blink"  They took the link down on youtube, but if you haven't heard the song, you can go to cmt.com and type in the title. But he talks about how you shouldn't blink because life moves faster than a blink. I am starting to believe this. I mean here I am on the dawn of a new year and it seemed like just yesterday I was pulling out my Christmas decorations. Where did the month go? Then I think that in 2 months Cameron will be 5! FIVE!!! That is so crazy to me! He has grown a whole inch in less than a month!! Where did the time go? He's smart and creative and sneaky and funny and and and, and just "yesterday" he was an infant! Well I wanted to post something, because I hadn't realized that it had been almost a whole two weeks since my last post! I know, where did the time go. But I have so much to post later. Piper Jane made her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appearance&lt;/span&gt; and I want to share her with you. Then of course we had Christmas and that was such a blessing and then I will share with you our very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;uneventful&lt;/span&gt; New Years Eve . . . So I will be back later to fill you in about the end of our 2008 in a little bit. Until then I hope your 2009 is full of blessings and health and happiness. . . and maybe it will go slow for you, if not, then next January 1, you can sit in utter shock with me as a ponder where 2009 went!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-1222927061676472584?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1222927061676472584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=1222927061676472584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1222927061676472584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1222927061676472584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-1097269528793070270</id><published>2008-12-20T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T13:00:57.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He called her what?</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my friend Christine hosted a wonderful Christmas party for her kids and some of their friends. Cameron was lucky enough to be invited. Christine also left it up to the parents if they wanted to stay and play or they could drop the kids off and come back later. I was the only one who stayed. Cameron can get a little overwhelmed in big crowds of rowdy kids and I thought for sure she would appreciate some help. Let me say, I get overwhelmed in big crowds of rowdy kids . . . but I did just fine. Cameron was the second youngest there and the youngest boy by about 4 years. During dinner all the kids were sitting around the table and talking. This was cute, listening from the kitchen as the kids discussed certain things. At one point they were taking a poll, by a show of hands, of how old everyone was. Christine and I were enjoying a conversation of our own in the kitchen when we heard a child crying. Christine went to investigate and the little girl sitting next to Cameron was in tears and inconsolable and Cameron looked shocked. Christine scooped the child up into a loving embrace and asked what happened. "He called me one" she cried. The little girl was crying deeply into Christine's shoulder, I had to ask what happened. Christine replied, straight faced "he called her one". My response was "one what?". "Just one" Christine explained. As if that were in fact an explanation. I repeated myself "one", yup "one" she confirmed. Confused and slightly bewildered I confirmed again "like the number?" Not well versed in young girl drama/emotions I didn't know what kind of insult being called "one" was. I made Cameron apologize for hurting the girls feelings and we excused the kids to play, so we could clean up dinner before the cookie decorating. I told Christine "I'm not really a girly girl, nor am I very sensitive. I also have a rough and tumble boy, so I don't really understand what happened" she then explained "girls of that age don't like to be referred to an age younger then they are. That little girl is 6 so to be called 'one' is a 'major' insult. They also do not like to be called 'baby'". This got me to thinking. I wonder what age it is, as a female, that you WANT to be called an age younger then you really are. At 21 your dieing to show off your ID and at 40 your like 'seriously'. For me, I really don't care. I think your as young as you feel. But let this be known when dealing with sensitive girls, "one" is just about the biggest insult there is. Again, I thank GOD for my boy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-1097269528793070270?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1097269528793070270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=1097269528793070270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1097269528793070270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/1097269528793070270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2008/12/he-called-her-what.html' title='He called her what?'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2543494832214762105</id><published>2008-12-14T23:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:30:36.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elf Yourself!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A29347' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=vrOqNQAxNMqHj7ya&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=ElfYourself' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=vrOqNQAxNMqHj7ya&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=ElfYourself'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=vrOqNQAxNMqHj7ya&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=ElfYourself'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Send your own &lt;a href='http://www.elfyourself.com'&gt;ElfYourself&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIyOTMyNjAxMjc2NSZwdD*xMjI5MzI2MjM*MDMxJnA9NDE4ODEzJmQ9MjAyNjY4Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz*wODE5YzU2Y2JlNzY*ODQwODkyMGU*ODZmM2YxMTgxMw==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2543494832214762105?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2543494832214762105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2543494832214762105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2543494832214762105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2543494832214762105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2008/12/elf-yourself.html' title='Elf Yourself!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-9165101744190662838</id><published>2008-12-04T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:27:50.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battery's, Tires and Brakes OH my!</title><content type='html'>They say "when it rains it pours" I like to add, "when it pours it floods". Or maybe even when it "rains it poor's" meaning that our hardships that are the "rain" is usually followed by a financial hardship leaving us a little cash poor. This has been a VERY expensive week for us. It started with a nice little bill called "vehicle registration". Then the battery died on the truck and then the tires needed replacing because the wear bar was showing and then the brakes started grinding on the trailblazer. I'm afraid to stand outside too long or a tree might fall on me. Okay that's a little dramatic . . . but given the last 5 days . . . well you know. I can say though that the Lord totally provided! He blessed us and we were able to pay for these things through one form or another. And although it's no fun having everything go out at once, I am blessed to be blessed enough to have two vehicles (even when things go wrong on them)I will, as it says in James, take Joy in my trials! So here we are at the end of a very expensive week, thankful for our health, our happiness and our family and friends! Merry Christmas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-9165101744190662838?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9165101744190662838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=9165101744190662838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/9165101744190662838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/9165101744190662838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2008/12/batterys-tires-and-brakes-oh-my.html' title='Battery&apos;s, Tires and Brakes OH my!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-4298824395254420682</id><published>2008-11-29T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:36:50.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th Annual Gingerbread Night!</title><content type='html'>Well tonight was the 5th annual Gingerbread Night! As always I would say it was a major success! There was only 6 builders this year, by far our smallest group, but we had a great time!!! This was Cameron's first year actually making his own gingerbread house and he did way better then we thought he would! We thought he would spend a few minutes, use a little icing, get frustrated when the candy didn't stick and then be done with it. But NO the kid sat there for 2.5 hours!!! Handling a pastry bag like a pro decorated his house amazingly and with such care and love!! He was SO proud of the finished product!! And I have to say we are too! He is becoming such a big boy! And so smart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, pre-gingerbread, Larry and Cameron were working in the backyard. Larry moved our deck box and disturbed some mice (tis the season :(   so he set some sticky mice traps. To lure the mice to them he placed M&amp;M's on the traps. When Larry wasn't looking, Bernadette, our dog, decided to sneak some of the M&amp;M's off the traps. Larry was worried that there could be something on the traps that could harm Bernadette. Cameron looked at him and said "why don't you call animal control and see if they are harmful to dogs?" AAAHHH from the mouths of babes! What a smart 4 year old! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to gingerbread night. So even though the only builders were me, Larry, Cameron, Jessica, Ashley and Christopher the whole family came out to watch. Then we topped off the evening with pizza and buffalo wings and watched White Christmas and Elf. I would say it was the perfect start to the Christmas season! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of our houses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front of Cameron's house (notice the wreath? Also the yellow thing is a tire swing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8713.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8713.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8714.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8714.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8715.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8715.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8716.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8716.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8717.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8717.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry's train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8718.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8718.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-4298824395254420682?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4298824395254420682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=4298824395254420682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4298824395254420682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/4298824395254420682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/5th-annual-gingerbread-night.html' title='5th Annual Gingerbread Night!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-755252588658826318</id><published>2008-11-24T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:10:49.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wicked Good Time</title><content type='html'>Larry had worked several days during those fires that swept through Southern California a couple of weeks ago. In fact he was supposed to be off for 10 days and well . . . it just didn't happen. When he did come home we decided we needed a family day so we loaded up and headed to Legoland for a few hours. Being that we are pass holders to Legoland, this is a fun little get away. While standing in line and thinking of the week ahead I realized that we were both off the next day which was Friday. Lately a day where we are both off is very rare. I looked at him and asked, "If I can line up all the childcare, can we go to Wicked tomorrow?" This was probably the most random thing. I mean we hadn't even been talking about it or had we talked about it in weeks. He was like "what?" then I repeated myself. He asked how much he thought it would cost and I said I honestly don't know, but if it's the next day they would rather sell the seats for less than not sell them at all. So I made some calls, lined up the care, got great seats at a killer rate and off to LA we went! Poor Larry had an 'idea' of what Hollywood would look like. He was wrong! It's dirty and there are bums everywhere and freaks walk around freely without handlers. Desiring to see something of what he thought "LA" would look like, we went into Beverly Hills, where I think his faith was restored . . . somewhat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wicked was AMAZING!!! It closes in January and if you have the chance, go see it! It's well worth the trip!! Afterwards we found out that the cast comes out and signs autographs, so we got to meet almost the entire cast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only person we didn't meet was Megan Hilty she was visiting with family backstage and was going to be awhile. Seeing that it was already midnight and we had at least an hour and half drive, we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outside of the Pantages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8668.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8668.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us before the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8670.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8670.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Wicked baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8671.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8671.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us, aren't we cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8674.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8674.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8677.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8677.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Derrek Williams "Fiyero"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8691.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8691.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us and "Fiyero"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8692.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8692.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Angel Reda "Elphaba"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8694.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8694.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us and "Elphaba"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8695.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8695.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry &amp; "Elphaba"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8696.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8696.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-755252588658826318?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/755252588658826318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=755252588658826318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/755252588658826318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/755252588658826318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/wicked-good-time.html' title='A Wicked Good Time'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-3175795870956918705</id><published>2008-11-24T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:43:36.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving week!</title><content type='html'>Wow can you believe it is already the week of Thanksgiving 2008?! Where did the year go?! Well today is Monday Nov. 24 and it is WAY early in the morning, 12:24 am to be exact. I was up late this evening getting some stuff ready for tomorrow. If you didn't know, I am homeschooling Cameron. This is something we are working on and getting into a groove, if you will. It is taking some what of an adjustment balancing home, family, business and school . . . but I am up for the task and blessed that I can do it. But because he doesn't get school functions I joined a wonderful group called "Hemet Moms and Wives of Faith". There is a message board for us for discussions and our group organizers organize play dates and get togethers for the kids and the moms. It's been a great thing for Cameron, he has met some really great little friends. And as an only child, he needs as much exposure to sharing as he can get! Well today is our Thanksgiving party/play date and I volunteered to host! We are having it at a big park and everyone is bringing something. I decided to make special turkey cookies. We did this last year for Cameron's preschool class. Anyway, I wanted to share some pictures of our cookies before they got gobbled up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8700-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8700-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_8702.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/IMG_8702.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-3175795870956918705?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3175795870956918705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=3175795870956918705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3175795870956918705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/3175795870956918705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving-week.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving week!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-7242126629408364446</id><published>2008-11-23T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T10:49:10.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron Halloween pictures!</title><content type='html'>Here is a picture of Cameron in his Halloween costume that I made. He was the cutest little scarecrow I have ever seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/?action=view&amp;amp;current=czff36.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h86/kammza/czff36.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-7242126629408364446?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7242126629408364446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=7242126629408364446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7242126629408364446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/7242126629408364446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/cameron-halloween-pictures.html' title='Cameron Halloween pictures!'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5928934608771439177.post-2635618864713436521</id><published>2008-11-19T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:15:47.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traditions</title><content type='html'>I'm really into traditions! I love the idea of creating traditions for Cameron for him to look forward to every year. We started our first tradition with him his very first Christmas. We hosted a a gingerbread house building night! It was fabulous! Candy, food, candy, gingerbread, candy, drinks, dessert, candy (I think  you get the idea). Well this quickly became our family's favorite tradition! In fact the 5th annual gingerbread night is coming up here in a couple of weeks! We are so excited. I got our gingerbread structures last year after Christmas for 99 cents! We don't eat them . . . so I'm not too concerned about them being old! I say structures, because I bought two trains and a house. So it will be exciting to see which one Cameron picks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tradition we started and have been excited to keep up on is apple picking. Every year we load up and head up to Oak Glen for apple picking followed by a couple of days of canning. We make applesauce, apple pie filling and "red apple butter", it has red hots in it! This would be Larry's favorite, he will sit down with a jar and a spoon and go to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And probably our oldest tradition would be baking. This is something that we don't reserve just for the holiday's but we bake all year long. Cameron will ask to bake cookies. So instead of baking three or four dozen cookies. We make the dough as normal but only bake a few cookies and then freeze the rest of the dough in ball form so all I have to do is drop and bake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the holiday's approach I am SO looking forward to participating in our regular traditions and maybe even making new ones!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5928934608771439177-2635618864713436521?l=zayfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2635618864713436521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5928934608771439177&amp;postID=2635618864713436521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2635618864713436521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5928934608771439177/posts/default/2635618864713436521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zayfam.blogspot.com/2008/11/traditions.html' title='Traditions'/><author><name>Kammy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02659947391892924465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdbOUR-IMCw/SSTvPATvPuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Paeh9wWSjSQ/S220/to+be+sorted+11-15-08+091.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
