<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284</id><updated>2009-07-02T15:44:08.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Flamingo on Toast</title><subtitle type='html'>Isn't everything good on toast?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.gknee.org/blog/atom.xml'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>627</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-3134697461933862920</id><published>2009-07-02T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T15:42:47.394-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing home'/><title type='text'>How do people handle it?</title><content type='html'>Finding an Assisted Living Facility that will take care of MIL is becoming quite a chore. Most of it is waiting by the phone for case workers to call or looking in the mailbox for applications. What a daunting process. Surely there is an easier way. And how do seniors afford it? Who has four thousand dollars a month to spend on that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is back in the hospital with a major bowel obstruction. Probably due to adhesions from his bladder removal, although I'm guessing it's his hernia acting up again. Hopefully he will only be in for a day or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have no clue how I'm not a quivering mass of geletin right now. This has been a LONG year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-3134697461933862920?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/3134697461933862920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/07/how-do-people-handle-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/3134697461933862920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/3134697461933862920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/07/how-do-people-handle-it.html' title='How do people handle it?'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01897928036531764183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09807006760879237039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-5506552325908657201</id><published>2009-07-01T10:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:26:58.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>July already?!</title><content type='html'>Wow...Time flies when you are going on trips every two weeks.  (Tee hee hee)  Two down, one to go.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited about going to Michigan.  I think we will enjoy the break from the heat and humidity here.  Plus I get to see my folks.  It's been too long since I've seen them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No big plans for the 4th.  Maybe someone will invite us out or something fun..who knows.  *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news,  Jerry's mom is ready to move to a place that she can "live" a little.   Hopefully we can find a place soon so she can get settled.  This is going to be a pain in the neck but hopefully it will be worth it.  Keep your fingers crossed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-5506552325908657201?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/5506552325908657201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/07/july-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/5506552325908657201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/5506552325908657201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/07/july-already.html' title='July already?!'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-6601984653060887150</id><published>2009-06-26T08:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:16:30.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Weekend</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year where I travel to Orlando to attend &lt;a href=http://ping.fm/3oaA1&gt;Silent Weekend.&lt;/a&gt;  It's a great opportunity for me to hone my skills and see my buddies.   From around 9pm on Thursday until 5pm on Saturday there is no voices allowed.  You can sign, gesture, notes..whatever it takes to communicate with fellow attendees and the staff at the hotel.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it!  It wonderful practice and I learn bunches.  I'm taking a break (for breakfast, that I dropped so I had to have yogurt...gah) because I just got back from a juggling class.  Yes, I said Juggling.  It is supposed to help with visual processing and hey....that's just what I do &lt;img src=http://www.gknee.org/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to learn more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-6601984653060887150?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/6601984653060887150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/06/silent-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/6601984653060887150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/6601984653060887150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/06/silent-weekend.html' title='Silent Weekend'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-7592825296728536466</id><published>2009-06-16T09:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:55:19.107-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/CGkZXYrAAys' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/CGkZXYrAAys'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...back to reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry and I are back from Vegas!  Had a great time doing a lot of nothing.  Jerry had to work a lot.  I think he had three 14 hour days in a row.  What did I do during that?   Hmm...well...shopped, drank, gambled, drank, watched TV, sat by the pool, read, let towels on the floor, shopped.  It was great to get away from Jacksonville and all the stress that is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reality is settling back in.  Jerry's mom had an appointment to get her prosethetic but because the nursing home hasn't been following directions her leg was too swollen and they had to postpone it until this Thursday.  Let's all keep our fingers crossed for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-7592825296728536466?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/7592825296728536466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/06/back-to-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/7592825296728536466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/7592825296728536466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/06/back-to-life.html' title='Back to life...'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-2223820647969148762</id><published>2009-06-11T19:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:30:13.246-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strangers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Vegas Pool Fun?!</title><content type='html'>I knew I was going to be on my own most of the day so I decided to just grab my Kindle, and iPod and head down to a shady spot at the pool. I was tucked away in my little corner, ordered a bloody mary and started to read. Apparently I wasn't the only on avoiding the sun. Two woman moved toward my table and we nodded politely like a good citizen should and giggled about how it was nice to be in the shade. Well...that turned into two hours of me gabbing with these 3 woman who could be my mother. It was incredible. Dorthea, Vicki and Sue touched me. They were all wonderful souls and it was a pleasure spending the afternoon with them at the pool. Dorthea was a supreme court, court reporter. WOW...that's cool! Vicki had been a Vice President of a bank but felt she was doing immoral things years ago and retired, Now she volunteers. Sue works for a Horse Vet so she and Dorthea who loves horses talked about that. Usually spending the afternoon with a bunch of woman who could be my mother wouldn't thrill me but today it was fun. We laughed about our husbands, the size 2 girls who felt they were entitled to things and what woman have gone through during the birth of this wonderful nation. After about 2 1/2 hours we all hugged each other and wished each other well. It was neat!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-2223820647969148762?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/2223820647969148762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/06/vegas-pool-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/2223820647969148762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/2223820647969148762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/06/vegas-pool-fun.html' title='Vegas Pool Fun?!'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-5496506936163053709</id><published>2009-06-10T00:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:39:08.178-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><title type='text'>Vegas Baby! (Day 2)</title><content type='html'>Woke up at the crack of dawn. Jerry had a golf outing and had to be out the door at 6am. I got up, leisurely got dressed and headed down for breakfast. Hit the slots for a few and then headed back to the room for a nap. So far..vacation rocks! Woke up and hit the &lt;a href="http://www.simon.com/mall/default.aspx?ID=224"&gt;Forum Shops&lt;/a&gt;. My taste in shopping does NOT fit my budget. I love shiny sparkly things.  I didn't buy anything but a $2.95 20oz Diet Mt. Dew.  I know...I can live it up...heh.  Decided to gamble a little more....yeah..I'm not very good at that too.   Thankfully my friend from college called and we decided to meet.  So around 2pm we headed out to the pool bar and chat.  4 hours later....Our stomachs hurt so much from laughing that we decided we needed some food.  Jerry had a reception that he had to go to so we headed to the &lt;a href="http://www.mesagrill.com/"&gt;Mesa Grill &lt;/a&gt;for some apps and more drinks.   Queso Funditos and &lt;a href="http://www.patrontequila.com/#/tequilas/patron-xo-cafe/"&gt;Coffee Patrone&lt;/a&gt;..nuf said!   Jerry finished and the three of us headed to the &lt;a href="http://www.peppermilllasvegas.com/"&gt;Peppermill &lt;/a&gt;for some dinner.  Very pink...very neon and pretty yummy.  Of course it was nice to not pay an arm and a leg for a drink or food.  Still a little sticker shocked from todays bar tabs.   Can't put a price on the fun we had though.  I sound like a Master Card commercial...haha.   Ok...Please excuse any grammar, spelling or rambling this post may have.  I can't even capture how much fun today was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-5496506936163053709?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/5496506936163053709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/06/vegas-baby-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/5496506936163053709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/5496506936163053709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/06/vegas-baby-day-2.html' title='Vegas Baby! (Day 2)'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-425222827763235077</id><published>2009-06-08T23:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:08:43.642-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Las Vegas'/><title type='text'>Vegas Baby! (Day 1)</title><content type='html'>We landed about 3:40 local time. Feeling a little jet laggy. We got into our room around 5:30pm, then a quick dinner and penny slots. It's 8pm local time (11pm home time) and I'm pooped. Jerry has to be up and downstairs at 6am. Oof...glad I'm on Vay-cay! I think tomorrow I'll hit the Forum Shops. (Already went into the Coach shop...love their little wristlets.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...being lame and getting some rest. &lt;img src=http://www.gknee.org/smilies/icon_lol.gif&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-425222827763235077?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/425222827763235077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/06/vegas-baby-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/425222827763235077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/425222827763235077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/06/vegas-baby-day-1.html' title='Vegas Baby! (Day 1)'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-8109107637867373360</id><published>2009-05-21T22:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:16:54.335-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ASL Weekend'/><title type='text'>Wow...where have I been?</title><content type='html'>It's been a busy month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been hectic with all the end of the year tests. The kids are antsy and now I know why teachers and staff enjoy the summers off. I'm ready too! &lt;img src=http://www.gknee.org/smilies/icon_dance.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry's mom had a bout with congestive heart failure and was in the hospital last week. She's back in the nursing home and we are hoping that she'll get her prosthetic leg soon. She is down to wearing the liner sock that she'll use with her prosthetic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gearing up for fun (tragedy pending). We head to Vegas on June 8th! Jerry's company has a conference that will last the week and I'm going to ...well... get away from it all. I look forward to swilling down some dirty martinis, playing with the one armed bandits and doing a lot of people watching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I have a couple weeks to get ready for &lt;a href="http://www.drsign.com/silent.html"&gt;Silent Weekend&lt;/a&gt;. Not only will I hone my signing skills but I get to do it with some wonderful people. I miss my FCCJ classmates &lt;img src=http://www.gknee.org/smilies/icon_cute.gif&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks after that we head to Michigan to hang out with my folks, my sister, my brother-in-law and my two new nieces (Officially!).   I'm really looking forward to Boyne Country and the peace and quiet of Lake Charlevoix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow..I have a busy summer coming up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-8109107637867373360?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/8109107637867373360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/05/wowwhere-have-i-been.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/8109107637867373360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/8109107637867373360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/05/wowwhere-have-i-been.html' title='Wow...where have I been?'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-631327169660603320</id><published>2009-04-14T23:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:31:12.616-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Random Updates</title><content type='html'>Wii Fit - I love this thing. &lt;img src=http://www.gknee.org/smilies/icon_boogie.gif&gt; I still suck at the Hula Hoop but at least I try to improve. The little voice that talks to you can be annoying especially when you step on and it says "Eww". heh... It's helping though, and that's what counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work - Last quarter, Yay!! Spring has sprung in the middle school and the drama is high. I'm just thankful I can go home and be kid free. The district is still trying to find ways to cut the budget. Maybe if we didn't cut the property taxes we could actually pay for things the state needs. Gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family - Everyone on my side is doing fairly well. My little niece had a Cystic Fibrosis related issued the past couple weeks. She is due to head home. Her family is going through a transition, they moved from Michigan to Texas and are still trying to find their groove. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest brother just retired from GM. Apparently he is loving it, according to Mom. It was crazy, they could keep him and move him back to the "line" for less money, or retire with more money. Yeah...I'd retire too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister - well...she's on Facebook so I'm keeping in touch with her more. I like it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry's Family - MIL is struggling with something. She is more confused everyday and it's hard to deal with. Had a good meeting with the Director of the Nursing home and hopefully somethings will work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little family - I still feel lucky that I have Jerry in my life. I can't imagine going through any of this without him by my side. We are a corny couple and that's what keeps me going. Tabitha, my cat, is good. She'll be 13 this year. I can tell she is getting up there. She moves a little slower after waking up from her many naps. Happens to all of us. &lt;img src=http://www.gknee.org/smilies/icon_lol.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that's my life right this second. Not glamorous at all. Full of ruts and routines. We're hoping for a bit of glamour in June when Jerry's company has their conference in Las Vegas. We'll see if we get to go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-631327169660603320?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/631327169660603320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/04/random-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/631327169660603320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/631327169660603320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/04/random-updates.html' title='Random Updates'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-1320391293333814674</id><published>2009-04-04T14:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:11:38.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Riverside Arts Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/d4qL9_ajpxk' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/d4qL9_ajpxk'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a beautiful Saturday! &lt;a href='http://blog.docsavag.org/'&gt;Jerry &lt;/a&gt;and I decided to head under the bridge and attend the &lt;a href='http://www.riversideartsmarket.com/'&gt;Riverside Arts Market&lt;/a&gt;.  A sea of people, the smell of wonderful food and the sounds of many different performers strewn throughout the underpass. It was great to see all the people there. Parking was *fun*. We ended up about 4 blocks away which was good excercize for us &lt;img src='http://www.gknee.org/smilies/icon_lol.gif'/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out..it's pretty cool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-1320391293333814674?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/1320391293333814674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/04/riverside-arts-market.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/1320391293333814674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/1320391293333814674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/04/riverside-arts-market.html' title='Riverside Arts Market'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-7404429279206892136</id><published>2009-03-27T14:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:18:28.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Today is the start of my Spring Break &lt;img src=http://ping.fm/q9nbU&gt;   Jerry and I are taking a little trip to the beach for a few days.  This will be our first vacation since June of last year.  I can't tell you how excited I am to get out of town.  Sure, we're only going to St. Augustine, but for a few days I can pretend to be a tourist.  I found us a place right on the beach so we can stare at the ocean for hours.  The weather this weekend is supposed to be icky but by Sunday, when we leave, it's expected to be sunny and warm.  I just hope I can get my kite up at least one time while we're at the beach.  I don't know what it is about flying a kite that makes me so happy, but it does &lt;img src=http://ping.fm/29tuL&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-7404429279206892136?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/7404429279206892136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/03/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/7404429279206892136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/7404429279206892136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/03/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-133060636570589086</id><published>2009-03-15T22:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:37:36.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Eve</title><content type='html'>This is the time of year where I tend to take stock of my life.   Check to see if I need a kick in the pants, or if I can float along the lazy river, or maybe a little bit of both.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life if pretty good and &lt;a href=http://ping.fm/gr9Tg(number)&gt;42&lt;/a&gt; doesn't scare me.  It's the answer to the ultimate question of Life, the Universe, and Everything...right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will I spend this event?  Working...and it's going to be a stressful day tomorrow.  More FCAT testing.  Science.  After work, Jerry and I will head up to the home to visit his mom and then come home and collapse.  It's okay though, because most of my life is fun and carefree.  I'm feeling pretty lucky &lt;img src=http://ping.fm/6zKUn&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-133060636570589086?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/133060636570589086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/03/birthday-eve.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/133060636570589086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/133060636570589086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/03/birthday-eve.html' title='Birthday Eve'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-8326034062378129149</id><published>2009-03-04T20:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:09:53.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Band Day</title><content type='html'>March 4th  &lt;img src=http://ping.fm/6uHcu&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been bed ridden the past few days.  I went to work on Monday but I probably should have stayed home.  It started on Friday night.  I went to the doctor hoping to get something but alas it's a cold and I just have to wait it out.  I don't like colds.  This one is unusually bothersome.  Constant sinus headache, burning nose and a hacking cough.  Yay me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that...I don't think I've talked about Dad lately.  He's doing great, according to Mom.  His last appointment went well and was told to come back in 3 months.  I'm thankful he bounced back so well.  It amazes me actually, compared to what we've been dealing with here in Florida with Jerry's Mom.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom-in-law is healing, and they have a shrink wrap sock on her leg to help the swelling and make it easier to fit the prosthetic. Hopefully the will start soon.  I think I've said that before...*sigh*  Jerry said that when he talked to her today she was a little ...umm...groggy I guess?  I can see in his eyes that he is getting worried about her confusion.  I haven't seen her since Saturday because of my cold.  We'll head out tomorrow to see how she is.  Hopefully the story about them kicking everyone out of the nursing home will make more sense. (yeah...I dunno either)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going well, I think...I'm really not great at judging that for myself.  There are days where I fumble and have no clue how to sign something.  I'm getting good at remembering to make a mental note during those blank moments and look it up later.  That's something.  Next week will be intense with the FCATs.  (That's another reason I wanted to get better sooner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am...Marching forth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-8326034062378129149?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/8326034062378129149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/03/happy-band-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/8326034062378129149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/8326034062378129149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/03/happy-band-day.html' title='Happy Band Day'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-3323521247241866754</id><published>2009-02-23T20:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:03:10.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>32 days....</title><content type='html'>Until spring break!   Still trying to figure out what we are doing.  I know we'll be doing something even if I have to drag &lt;a href=http://ping.fm/bdxjn&gt;Jerry&lt;/a&gt; out by his ears &lt;img src=http://ping.fm/6uHcu&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows where we'll go or what we'll do.  Cruise...Savannah...Disney...it's all up in the air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-3323521247241866754?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/3323521247241866754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/02/32-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/3323521247241866754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/3323521247241866754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/02/32-days.html' title='32 days....'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-803520296878246063</id><published>2009-02-15T20:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:21:45.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cupid loves shrimp</title><content type='html'>I'm a lucky girl.  Cupid is always flying over our house.  Valentine's Day is just another day here.  I get thoughtful gifts through out the year so ones with big "BE MINE" aren't necessary.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent yesterday with Jerry's mom.   We rented a wheelchair van again and picked her up to go to lunch and shopping.  Over all it was a good day.  She ate a plate full of bite size shrimp and a huge baked potato and later bought herself some snacks and cute tops.  I guess the only downer was that she is no longer as strong as she was.  She can't even get into the wheelchair by herself.   &lt;img src=http://ping.fm/A0vmU&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tomorrow off due to President's day.  I'll be spending it with the laundry.  Wheeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-803520296878246063?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/803520296878246063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/02/cupid-loves-shrimp.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/803520296878246063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/803520296878246063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/02/cupid-loves-shrimp.html' title='cupid loves shrimp'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-3635786714944118543</id><published>2009-02-10T20:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:05:22.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tests</title><content type='html'>Life is full of them!  The poor students at school have been tested a lot.  Today they took their write test.  I wasn't fortunate to be in the testing room but I heard that they all did pretty well.  I hope so, they have been writing for weeks now. Plan, focus, write...over and over and over.  Now they have a month before they take the math, reading and science test.  Wheee!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forget that I have tests in my life as well.  Tonights Weight Watchers meeting was one.  I wasn't looking forward to weigh in as I hadn't really  made the best food choices this week.  Sure, I was in my points but I should have had more fruits and veggies.  Also I needed to drink a lot more fluids that I have.  I sometimes forget to drink things..weird I know.  Turns out that I still had a loss which makes my fretting seem silly.  Wasn't much but I'll take it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another test I'm (we're) facing is patience.  Jerry's mom is still in the nursing home and lately it seems like she isn't doing so well.  It seems to me that she isn't as independent as she was a month ago and that she just seems sickly.  I hope it's just cabin fever.  Jerry and I are taking her out this upcoming Saturday for some shopping and lunch.  She's been craving shrimp so we are taking her to our favorite seafood spot.  I hope that cheers her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a good tester.  I hardly ever panic during the tests.  I'm the kind of person that panics after waiting for the results.  Waiting is not one of my strong points.   Maybe that's just another test...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-3635786714944118543?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/3635786714944118543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/02/tests.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/3635786714944118543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/3635786714944118543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/02/tests.html' title='tests'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-4887645905081810307</id><published>2009-02-04T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:54:01.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I'm from Michigan but BRRR! and other unrelated things.</title><content type='html'>So it's 39&amp;deg; here in Jax.  Brrr!  I know...it's much colder in other parts of the country...sure sure...I have definitely developed a thin skin as far as surviving the cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now wear slippers...slippers...Sure I wore them in Michigan but in FL?  I actually wore my leather coat today with gloves.  My hands are my life so I have to protect them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Dad is doing great!  Mom said he gets tired but that's to be expected.  Jerry's mom apparently fell, although the nursing home didn't contact us but she is fine.  (So she says.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florida Comprehensive Assessment Test (FCAT) test are coming up at school.  The kids are antsy and so are the teachers.  Next week we start the fun, have a month of more intense teaching before the next set.  OOF!  I don't remember having so many standardized tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WW is going well.  My taste buds are changing I think *shrug*  I've forgotten how good a cook I am &lt;img src="http://ping.fm/6zKUn" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-4887645905081810307?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/4887645905081810307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/02/i-know-im-from-michigan-but-brrr-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/4887645905081810307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/4887645905081810307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/02/i-know-im-from-michigan-but-brrr-and.html' title='I know I&apos;m from Michigan but BRRR! and other unrelated things.'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-5145441004509652950</id><published>2009-01-29T20:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:00:34.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Things about me.</title><content type='html'>Rules:  Write 25 things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I collect flamingos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I enjoy "Historical" vacations.  Show me a Fort or some Indian mounds and I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Favorite color is green and then purple and then pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I always wanted to be in a band and name it "Tofu Iguana".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I often say names of places wrong.  For example:  Flagstaff becomes Stagflap *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. In school I used my nick name Jeannie and in college decided I needed to grow up and use my given Jeanne (FR) but can't being called "Jean".   In a drunken stupor Lloyd Ziel wrote my name Gknee and it stuck.  Now most of my friends just spell it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I met my husband on IRC in 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I once had a $2400 phone bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I once managed a condo-hotel in Charlevoix, Michigan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I've had a gun pointed at me by a federal treasury agent and was told to step away from a cash register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  The number 11 is my favorite number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  My next favorite number is 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  Isn't afraid of Friday the 13th.  In fact I seem to have better luck on those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  I wanted to marry James T. Kirk when I was 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  I married a trekkie instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.  Loves random trivial facts.  The more obscure the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  Loves the old TV show Wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.  Lived in Boyne country for 10 years and misses it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.  In 5th was part of a team of kids that named a local wild arboretum's newsletter.  We thought we were the shizzle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.  One of my favorite jobs in the past was being Brother Bear of the Bernstein Bears at Cedar Point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.  I'm a pretty decent cook.  I can't throw things together and it comes out pretty darn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.  Has a vivid imagination and could easily be comfortable in the day room at an insane asylum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.  Always wanted to be a mother but it never happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.  Is sometime an elitist. (Ok...most of the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.  Makes a squeaky sound and says that they are baby elephants that live in her ear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-5145441004509652950?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/5145441004509652950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/25-things-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/5145441004509652950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/5145441004509652950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/25-things-about-me.html' title='25 Things about me.'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-4202385211807958009</id><published>2009-01-25T12:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:31:06.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sunday phonecall</title><content type='html'>A few years ago it was established that Mom and Dad would call here on Sunday morning at around 11am.   They call from their cell phone and use the speaker phone so they can both hear and talk.  The past few weeks it's just been me and mom talking on the phone, as Dad was in the hospital.  Today, Dad's voice was the first I heard.  It was great!!   I am always surprised at how the little things are the things that move me the most.  His appetite is back and although he gets winded right now he is out and about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night Dad got home from the hospital my mom fell and bruised her tail bone and twisted her knee.  If it's not one thing it's another.   She said that she was doing better too.  Ugh...I need to bubble wrap my parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While, planning for a phone call every Sunday can sometimes put a crimp on planning the day, today I anxiously waited for the phone to ring.   Did I mention it was great?  &lt;img src=http://ping.fm/29tuL&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-4202385211807958009?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/4202385211807958009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/sunday-phonecall.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/4202385211807958009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/4202385211807958009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/sunday-phonecall.html' title='The Sunday phonecall'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-3896859117316134242</id><published>2009-01-22T19:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:31:15.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wowsie</title><content type='html'>I've forgotten just how much food you actually have to eat on Weight Watchers.  Wait..let me say that differently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how much healthy food you can eat for the same amount of points of fast food.  I actually have to have a little snack before bed to make sure my machine of a body gets enough fuel.  Wheeee...snacks before bed makes this pudge happy &lt;img src=http://ping.fm/6uHcu&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-3896859117316134242?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/3896859117316134242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/wowsie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/3896859117316134242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/3896859117316134242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/wowsie.html' title='wowsie'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-179585514410578694</id><published>2009-01-19T09:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:54:41.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I *am* in shape! Round is a shape! - Garfield the cat.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me....round.  Tomorrow, I start yet another journey in life.  I'm rejoining Weight Watchers for the umpteen time.  Tuesdays nights will be my meeting nights which mean weigh in (WI) nights.  Oof...I hate this, but I hate being obese more.  I don't think I've ever blogged about this before so this is new too.  I decided to go public for accountability.  I need that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already signed up online and paid my first month.  I have set up the mobile Weight Watcher site on my phone.  Tomorrow after meeting, Jerry and I are going to go grocery shopping.  I'll have all the information fresh in my brain so that should be good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Never eat more than you can lift. - Miss Piggy&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-179585514410578694?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/179585514410578694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/it-is-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/179585514410578694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/179585514410578694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/it-is-time.html' title='It is time!'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-4031859003222835864</id><published>2009-01-16T22:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:41:59.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the little things</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's the little things that mean the most.  Today &lt;a href=http://ping.fm/bdxjn&gt;Jerry&lt;/a&gt; took the day of to be with me &lt;img src=http://ping.fm/29tuL&gt;  We went to &lt;a href=http://ping.fm/NWHqs&gt;Target and got a new toilet seat.&lt;/a&gt;  Wheeee!  Then we stopped by one of our favorite eateries, &lt;a href=http://ping.fm/3jXU9&gt;Tijuana Flats.&lt;/a&gt;  Being throughly stuffed we headed home to play Animal Crossing and nap (I didn't nap...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the nursing home to visit Jerry's mom.  She was pretty upbeat which put my helped ease my worrying.   We were both in the mood for some seafood after that so we headed over to &lt;a href=http://ping.fm/lxrFA&gt;Crystal River&lt;/a&gt;.  They have good grilled shrimp.  Jerry knows that sometimes I like to be waited on instead of getting something to bring home so we ate at the restaurant.  It's true...I want people pampering me for a change!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nothing drastic today...but a bunch of little things that made me realize just how lucky I am!  &lt;img src=http://ping.fm/koLjg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-4031859003222835864?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/4031859003222835864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/little-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/4031859003222835864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/4031859003222835864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/little-things.html' title='the little things'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-6182720886188342952</id><published>2009-01-15T18:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:29:27.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update</title><content type='html'>Work - 4 day weekend!  Yay!  This little mini break is great timing.  I know I just had 2 weeks off, but with all that is going on I needed this break.  I'm finding myself frustrated with the littlest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad - He's back in a regular room.  Still isn't eating but I called him tonight and if the belly x-ray is good tomorrow he'll start with water.  Slowly making progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom - Freaked me out as she didn't answer the home phone or her cell for 3 hours.  How dare she have a life &lt;img src="http://ping.fm/6uHcu" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom-in-law - hmmm...she isn't doing her rehab and I'm not sure she really wants to get better.  I don't know if depression is settling in or what...I worry about her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-6182720886188342952?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/6182720886188342952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/quick-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/6182720886188342952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/6182720886188342952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/quick-update.html' title='quick update'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-7996336152825732098</id><published>2009-01-12T21:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:01:57.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...thinking about my dad...and my mom...</title><content type='html'>Dad is still in ICU.  I talked to the nurses today and they said that he is getting better in some aspects.  They lowered his oxygen so that it's not forcing it's way and is just a regular flow, and his blood oxygen numbers are good.  So that's good.  Still can only have ice chips though &lt;img src="http://ping.fm/A0vmU" /&gt;  The nurse said something about clamping something to see if he gets nausea.   I know he is getting tired of being sick.  The nurse said the same.  She did say that he does get flustered but always apologizes.  That's good to hear acutally.  Self aware is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk to my mom at least once a day.  I can hear it in her voice that she is tired.  I know from experience that going up to the hospital can take a toll on you quickly.   Hopefully she won't have to for much longer.  The is rumors that Dad maybe moving to a normal room soon. [insert air quotes here] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had more news...but I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry's mom is doing pretty well.  Still in the nursing home and  s l o w l y   healing.  Will be at least another month until the prosthetic....or that's what I'm thinking.  Nothing official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a short week for me.   Teacher planning on Friday means I have the day off.   Martin Luther King day on Monday, so I have that off too.  Yay! for a long weekend.  Thought about going to Michigan but cost of air fares are just stupid.  That's a whole other post.  $1200 roundtrip to Lansing vs. $330 to Seattle.  Really?   How is that right.  So the farther I go means it's cheaper...UGH...see...I could rant for days about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the thoughts and prayers.  I really appreciate the kind words.  &lt;img src="http://ping.fm/koLjg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_\,,/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-7996336152825732098?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/7996336152825732098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/thinking-about-my-dadand-my-mom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/7996336152825732098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/7996336152825732098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/thinking-about-my-dadand-my-mom.html' title='...thinking about my dad...and my mom...'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13826284.post-3461530852302667689</id><published>2009-01-06T21:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:12:25.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...helpless...</title><content type='html'>My dad had his bladder removed Saturday due to cancer.   He was/is doing okay.  The nurses didn't really like that his blood oxygen was so low so they put him on some oxygen.  It got a little better so he was relieved from the mask and given the little nose thingies.  Well..today he developed a slight fever..in fact Mom said the doctor told him it wasn't really a fever but he was feverish.  Whatever that means....  Apparently Dad isn't filling his lungs fully and so that is why his oxygen levels are down.  They moved him to ICU and told him he needs to breathe deeper or cough to get those lungs full.   I know he doesn't want to cough because his poor abdomen is probably sore from the bladder removal.  I hate being so far away...  I told my mom I could be there in hours and she told me "no"....hmm....I don't want to upset her...but...it's my dad...gah...worst feeling in the world...helplessness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13826284-3461530852302667689?l=blog.gknee.org'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/3461530852302667689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/helpless.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/3461530852302667689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13826284/posts/default/3461530852302667689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog.gknee.org/2009/01/helpless.html' title='...helpless...'/><author><name>Gknee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03847295719581675638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09631547178913757702'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>