<?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-6493243592877503587</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:20:01.419-07:00</updated><category term='thrift store finds'/><category term='crafts'/><title type='text'>Kay Ann</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KayAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14226913542813393004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/ScJjWZW1tpI/AAAAAAAAABg/12MOB8kmAdM/S220/n26517559_32255158_2103.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493243592877503587.post-4090942212176201062</id><published>2010-09-09T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:17:02.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You knew I was going to find a way to talk about my bulldogs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/TIkWNKJ2BpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4Ub7oxSg7Jw/s1600/9201-1024x682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514963634011637394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/TIkWNKJ2BpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4Ub7oxSg7Jw/s400/9201-1024x682.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just like everyone else in the bulldog nation am fired up about Bulldog Football this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also with it being my first season ever not attending all the games I am even more obsessed. I am sure nobody would be more shocked than my sister to find out that I dvred the memphis game and actually rewatched it the same night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rewatched a football game. The same one i had already seen. A game I knew the ending score of. It's crazy ya'll. Winning is fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I will not gloat because just like all the other bulldogs out there, I know the true test is coming today. We play Auburn at home, on a thursday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would give back my college degree to be there. Seriously I should have found a way to turn that 4 year plan into a 4-year and a half, just so i can be there during football season plan, but I wont be there. Cause adults have work and lives and bills all of which get in the way of tailgating and bulldog football. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the point i was trying to make about this post is Go Dawgs! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be ringing my cowbell from apartment as I watch the ESPN televised game and maybe even dvring it so I can rewatch Cam Newtons face when he walks off the field after being defeated!.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6493243592877503587-4090942212176201062?l=kayannd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/feeds/4090942212176201062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6493243592877503587&amp;postID=4090942212176201062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/4090942212176201062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/4090942212176201062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-knew-i-was-going-to-find-way-to.html' title='You knew I was going to find a way to talk about my bulldogs...'/><author><name>KayAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14226913542813393004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/ScJjWZW1tpI/AAAAAAAAABg/12MOB8kmAdM/S220/n26517559_32255158_2103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/TIkWNKJ2BpI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4Ub7oxSg7Jw/s72-c/9201-1024x682.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493243592877503587.post-2652978984591909368</id><published>2010-07-28T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T20:49:35.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obsessed is a little extreme but strong attachment is accurate</title><content type='html'>Ok so i moved to Nashville at the end of June.  It's a foggy memory because there were three flights of stairs and extreme heat and heavy things and oh the heat, plus the stairs and did i mention the heat.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I moved on past that traumatic event though and started a job.  It is fun. Big adjustment from college to working all day, every day. (Seriously people do this, lots of people).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the real news is that I now have Bravo and Showtime and dvr.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen I have joined the real world!! This is even a bigger deal cause i didnt have cable or internet the first three weeks i lived here.  My apartment has never been cleaner, but i was so behind on Teresa, Danielle and the whole gang.  So i got cable and um I 'have a strong attachment' to channel 56.  It literally always has something on i want to watch.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My absolute favorites are Real Housewives of New Jersey and Bethenny Getting Married.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could sit here all night and quote both of the shows but I will spare all of you.  I will wrap this up rather quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all lets talk about RHoNJ.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone should go ahead and get danielle's kids in therapy and rehab.  They are going to need both.  Caroline needs to just slap Ashley. I know Jacqueline wont but i think Caroline gets away with whatever she wants so Caro please just slap some sense into her.  Teresa is so mobster ghetto and if i was ever in fight at an upscale new jersey country club fashion show i would definitely channel my inner Teresa.  That is about the only time I would make the same decision as her.  Seriously though this show drags me in.  I know its just women fighting, I know its not all real.  But i don't watch the bachelorette so let me have this one please.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on to Bethenny Getting Married?  This show is not just for the girls.  I mean its targeted at the girls.  but I made ben sit down and watch the honeymoon episode with me and he didnt hate it.  How could anyone hate her sense of humor? I love Bethenny, Max, Julie, and the the whole rest of the gang. I am glad she is happy and I hope it all works out for her!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So obviously I lead a very interesting and full life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ha ha ha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6493243592877503587-2652978984591909368?l=kayannd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/feeds/2652978984591909368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6493243592877503587&amp;postID=2652978984591909368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/2652978984591909368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/2652978984591909368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/2010/07/obsessed-is-little-extreme-but-strong.html' title='obsessed is a little extreme but strong attachment is accurate'/><author><name>KayAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14226913542813393004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/ScJjWZW1tpI/AAAAAAAAABg/12MOB8kmAdM/S220/n26517559_32255158_2103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493243592877503587.post-2661428204026536638</id><published>2009-07-23T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:43:03.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here there and everywhere..</title><content type='html'>It has been a week since my last post but i feel like have been stretched so thin this past week with fun and exciting things!  Since that last post i have caught a dozen fish, shot skeet, attended a hank williams jr. concert, attended my cousin's wedding in henderson tn, addressed and mailed 40 invitations, took two tests, spent one afternoon at the pool, spent one sunday afternoon with my grandma, and managed to grocery shop. whew if now i could just find the time to do laundry. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are no pictures to this post because i have been just so busy with stuff for school the last thing i want to do is edit pictures so i will more than likely have one big picture post coming up soon.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things i am obsessed with currently.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Micheal J. Fox in the incurable optimist. oh man i have watched the tlc reruns of this show 3 different times this week and I get chill bumps every time.  Of course just like anything else in this day in age he has different views and outlooks on things than me but i admire his goals and passions! If you haven't seen this I highly advise you to catch it on sometime..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Ora-Gel.  Ok so my mouth started really bothering me but it wasn't like a toothache it was a gum ache in the very back of my mouth.  So i went to the dentist and my other set of wisdom teeth are coming in.  The other side came in a little over a year ago and haven't given me any trouble so the dentist suggested just letting these come in since they are coming in straight.. anyway they said the best thing is just oragel for them because I am basically teething. ha. so i bought some and this week i will be chewing with only one side of my mouth but it's not so bad, but i completely understand why kids cry and whine so much when teething. It hurts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  I have been obsessed with organizing and cleaning. I really want to go into this school year with some organization.  I did the kitchen earlier this week and plan on tackling my closet tomorrow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that is everything for now all though my obsessions change on a day to day basis!  I do find it odd that the only time  have found to update lately is 2:45 in the a.m.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I better get in bed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6493243592877503587-2661428204026536638?l=kayannd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/feeds/2661428204026536638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6493243592877503587&amp;postID=2661428204026536638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/2661428204026536638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/2661428204026536638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-there-and-everywhere.html' title='here there and everywhere..'/><author><name>KayAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14226913542813393004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/ScJjWZW1tpI/AAAAAAAAABg/12MOB8kmAdM/S220/n26517559_32255158_2103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493243592877503587.post-3425968694582644539</id><published>2009-07-14T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:29:50.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrift store finds'/><title type='text'>Thrift Store Finds...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So Yesterday the roomie and i ran by Palmer Home thrift store to drop off some clothes we were getting rid of and decided that since we were there we might as well go in.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well $8.98 later we left and i got a lot of great things which included two pottery barn pillow shams still in packaging in solid white which perfectly matches my new black and white bedding.  My favorite purchase of the day were these little candlesticks.  The pair was $1.00 and i have a major weakness for candles and candlesticks.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/Sl1zWYYlPLI/AAAAAAAAACY/pbDowx1gziY/s320/IMG_4105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358565959980629170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't mind the way they look that bad it's just not my taste/match anything else i have.  So with only 1.00 to lose I immediately imagined them in black with a little bit of distressing but just enough to add character. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/Sl10GvkPofI/AAAAAAAAACg/5tsesa4LOiA/s1600-h/IMG_4107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/Sl10GvkPofI/AAAAAAAAACg/5tsesa4LOiA/s320/IMG_4107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358566790837281266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after a little bit of black paint this where I am at. The picture doesn't show very much but im really pleased with how they turned out, but I think they will be put to use in my bathroom instead of my bedroom. They just fit better in there.&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Anyway, I started by just painting them solid black with a sponge brush but i did not like how it showed every imperfection in the wood so I took a bath cloth with nail polish on it and removed only the paint at the lines where the white was earlier and removed only small amounts and I absolutely loved the result!!  Funny how the nail polish look I hated when I was trying to use it on a school project made this project better... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6493243592877503587-3425968694582644539?l=kayannd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/feeds/3425968694582644539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6493243592877503587&amp;postID=3425968694582644539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/3425968694582644539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/3425968694582644539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/2009/07/thrift-store-finds.html' title='Thrift Store Finds...'/><author><name>KayAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14226913542813393004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/ScJjWZW1tpI/AAAAAAAAABg/12MOB8kmAdM/S220/n26517559_32255158_2103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/Sl1zWYYlPLI/AAAAAAAAACY/pbDowx1gziY/s72-c/IMG_4105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493243592877503587.post-980872414584108362</id><published>2009-07-13T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:14:12.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet summertime..</title><content type='html'>I am already so behind on my blogs writing.  I have been taking a picture everyday but by the time i get them edited and what not they are days old so i'm just going to write and show what i want and maybe i will get better at the everyday thing.  I have been just so busy with summer time things.. Lake trips, hanging out with old friends, pool time, blue plate specials, and spontaneous road trips.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/Slwgvcce_OI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NXGhEb4tTj4/s320/IMG_4072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358193656125652194" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/SlwfYPn01OI/AAAAAAAAACI/2b_09TLMgUs/s320/IMG_4080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358192158034941154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So arguably my favorite night of the week is Trivia night at Dave's Dark Horse Tavern. The great thing here is I love their pizza/gyros/calzones/everything else on menu, and on trivia night they have three rounds of 10 questions most of which are trivial pursuit type questions and the team who wins the most get 50 dollars in tavern bucks to split.  So thats a free meal. It's genius i tell you and lot of fun to hang out with friends and be ultra competitive.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually can only contribute the few pop culture questions but i still have a good time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also today due to the rain, we had a turtle on the sidewalk that runs behind my apartment and while i was out walking my little fluffy friend he came nose to nose to it and just couldn't figure it out. He stood there just barking and barking at it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a lot more pictures i'm editing that excite me so stay posted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6493243592877503587-980872414584108362?l=kayannd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/feeds/980872414584108362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6493243592877503587&amp;postID=980872414584108362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/980872414584108362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/980872414584108362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-summertime.html' title='Sweet summertime..'/><author><name>KayAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14226913542813393004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/ScJjWZW1tpI/AAAAAAAAABg/12MOB8kmAdM/S220/n26517559_32255158_2103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/Slwgvcce_OI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NXGhEb4tTj4/s72-c/IMG_4072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493243592877503587.post-8355674879181913848</id><published>2009-07-07T19:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:40:26.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions..</title><content type='html'>So i have a confession to make... &lt;div&gt;I am the worst blog stalker in the world.  I literally hop around reading dozens of blogs, yet i never write my own.  I guess i really never have anything to write about so i've decided to take a different approach.   In one of my classes we are encouraged to take one photograph a day for a month, of course we can take more a day but we are encouraged to use our creative outlet at least once a day.  So I've decided to use this blog as a place to put them to keep myself accountable.  They won't be anything special, but i think it will be kind of fun.  I also know some people would read this and think, my goodness i could easily do that but i've noticed most of those same people probably have adorable children that provide dozens of photo worthy moments, and i don't.. Haha so starting tomorrow we will see where this little photo adventure takes us.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6493243592877503587-8355674879181913848?l=kayannd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/feeds/8355674879181913848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6493243592877503587&amp;postID=8355674879181913848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/8355674879181913848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/8355674879181913848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/2009/07/confessions.html' title='Confessions..'/><author><name>KayAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14226913542813393004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/ScJjWZW1tpI/AAAAAAAAABg/12MOB8kmAdM/S220/n26517559_32255158_2103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493243592877503587.post-2671411323946972895</id><published>2009-04-04T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:25:51.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll always be a John Carter fan..</title><content type='html'>So this week was the very last episode in what i think is 15 seasons of E.R.  I haven't watched the show in years, but grew up in a house where it was watched religiously by my mom and if it had to be missed was recorded on the vcr.  So of course I watched the season finale this thursday night just because I felt like i had to.   I would watch it with my mom and sister when i was in junior high, but those were in the days of Dr. Carter and Dr. Greene.  Actually when Dr. Greene died in what is still one of the saddest hours of television ever to me I cried and cried&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say that the season finale did not disappoint.  I always though E.R. would be on forever, something my kids would watch ya know, but I guess all great things must come to an end.  However, with this finale i fell in love with John carter all over again and what better way to end the show is with him accomplishing his dream of opening a clinic for the poor.  Oh and of course Dr. Benton's son still pulled at my heartstrings.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say i enjoyed the three hours, but will be glad when my light-hearted comical normal thursday night show returns, the office.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6493243592877503587-2671411323946972895?l=kayannd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/feeds/2671411323946972895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6493243592877503587&amp;postID=2671411323946972895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/2671411323946972895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/2671411323946972895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/2009/04/ill-always-be-john-carter-fan.html' title='I&apos;ll always be a John Carter fan..'/><author><name>KayAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14226913542813393004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/ScJjWZW1tpI/AAAAAAAAABg/12MOB8kmAdM/S220/n26517559_32255158_2103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493243592877503587.post-2914733869867144787</id><published>2009-03-19T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:31:06.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile..</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated this in a couple of months and i have wanted to on many different occasions but to be quite honest i forgot my e-mail address/password combo that i made up on the spot when i created the blog.  bad idea.  Anyway i have figured it back out and am going to do better about this blogging thing.  I blog stalk way too much and i just feel kinda guilty about not writing my own but reading into everyone else's life so here we go once again...  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning when I woke up i could have sworn it was summer time.  It was 73 when i took pep out and although that is nowhere near the 100 degrees it gets in summer time this is the temperature i wish summer was.  I hate that hot hot weather but this weather i could deal with all year round and it would be glorious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6493243592877503587-2914733869867144787?l=kayannd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/feeds/2914733869867144787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6493243592877503587&amp;postID=2914733869867144787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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internet?</title><content type='html'>So i get out of drawing class today and I've got my to-do list ready and waiting and im excited because im getting a jump start on it because it's raining so that means no habitat for humanity like my usual friday afternoons.   So i sit down at my computer to start on the list because most of them involved the internet (research for a furniture design project, catch up on the u.s. green building council blog, pay the electric bill, and use my e-mail to open up some sketchup drawings and autocad drawing a group member sent me). Oh yes this was going to be a good day. I could easily have all that done by 5.  &lt;div&gt;Then there it was, the no signal button.  Macs have this way of taunting you the internet signal taunts you lighting up one bar which basically means there is internet somewhere in the world, but that one bar means no internet for you. So i try reconnect, i unplug my router, i move my computer downstairs, I restart my computer, and then i give up when i turn on the tv and there is a warning screen saying the new owners of the cable company are doing work on the internet and it will be out temporarily.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wondered around for a bit, i didn't really know what to do with my day.  So i thought; ill catch up on my episodes of dexter, then i realized i have to have my internet for that. I rambled around with a friend of mine who was here this afternoon and she finally turned to me and said well we might as well take a nap, there is nothing to do, and i did indeed take a glorious 3 hour nap, and when i woke up here it was, like a radar calling to me, that facebook homepage popped up and i was off and running with the glorious internet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there it is,  I guess I could survive without the internet, I would just get more sleep. and be less productive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6493243592877503587-1623412826252414842?l=kayannd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/feeds/1623412826252414842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6493243592877503587&amp;postID=1623412826252414842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/1623412826252414842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/1623412826252414842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/2008/06/really-could-i-survive-without-internet.html' title='Really, could i survive without the internet?'/><author><name>KayAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14226913542813393004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/ScJjWZW1tpI/AAAAAAAAABg/12MOB8kmAdM/S220/n26517559_32255158_2103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6493243592877503587.post-4296736999189996710</id><published>2008-02-21T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T00:05:01.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is going to be worse than diet coke, i can tell..</title><content type='html'>I have avoided this very things for months, I don't need a blog, because i tend to have an addictive tendency towards things like this.  First it was xanga, then it was myspace, and of course facebook, and now here i sit typing my very first ever 'real' blog.  &lt;div&gt;I blame it on my sister, who got one first, and Perez  who everyday has some little snippet from a celebrity blog that makes me think hmmm.. i want to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's official, I'm a blogger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6493243592877503587-4296736999189996710?l=kayannd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/feeds/4296736999189996710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6493243592877503587&amp;postID=4296736999189996710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/4296736999189996710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6493243592877503587/posts/default/4296736999189996710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayannd.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-going-to-be-worse-than-diet.html' title='This is going to be worse than diet coke, i can tell..'/><author><name>KayAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14226913542813393004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eqSiHtke0w4/ScJjWZW1tpI/AAAAAAAAABg/12MOB8kmAdM/S220/n26517559_32255158_2103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
