tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57879226088184252502024-03-13T11:15:23.393-06:00LiFe aS We KnOw iTkimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05888742486444547897noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787922608818425250.post-53802037473002350122009-11-13T10:14:00.000-07:002009-11-13T10:14:23.447-07:00VOID....<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">There's a void in my life. And today it seems more pronouced. It hurts more. I feel it today more than normal. Why is that? I am missing and longing for someone today, more than I can put into words. Most days, I'm fine. It doesn't register everyday like it used to, but today...today I can't stop thinking of him. It's like someone has punched me in my stomach, like I can't fully catch my breath. I want to call him on the phone, I want him to see my beautiful children, I want him to be there when I have a bad day (like today) and tell me to quit being a "boob". I want him see my kids and laugh at all their quirky actions. I want them to know their Grandpa, and to KNOW how much he loves them. I want him to spoil them like he did me.</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia;">There's so much I WANT and KNOW i can't have. But I also know how much I HAVE. I KNOW all this, and yet, its just not enough today. I want to miss him today, and think of him, and long for him. Today, I HAVE A VOID, that nothing can fill.</span><br />
</div>kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05888742486444547897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787922608818425250.post-32018195144112408592009-09-25T11:52:00.000-06:002009-09-25T11:52:57.450-06:00OH THIS IS EMBARASSING...REALLY<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I think I want to PUKE..my heart is racing, I feel sick to my stomach, and i'm sure it will have the same effect on you...but I must do this..It's time to get my butt in gear, and I think this will be my catalyst..let's hope so, or i'm completely humilating myself for nothing...but here it goes...please be kind :)..not really..i need the TRUTH...</span><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia;">So there it is..well, there I am...not pretty. But I did stick to my word, and I did start my routine last night. Granted, it only lasted 35 mins, and I started w/ the Yoga X DVD, which might be the "easiest" out of the 12 DVD's, but this is NOT your relaxing, breathing, peaceful yoga. Its none stop, one move to the next to the next, no break, and its 1 1/2 hr long...i was sweating after 35 mins...but my kids decided they wanted to work out w/ mom, so I got kicked off of my yoga mat..LOL...Ryson actually does Downward Dog really well. His balance was better than mine. :) But none the less...i started and will continue to do it.</span><br />
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</div>kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05888742486444547897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787922608818425250.post-49250066427509175102009-09-24T11:40:00.000-06:002009-09-24T11:40:46.275-06:00P 90X..yes that's the one<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1jaDTJtdJbsbHRA-5uGfxURjYYEHrg-FNLTLrp7o-Z6aUBGGT1s7O7Nc0L4_Ux2xWgPrh4mgCDX4hCRQU2kGqmrdyEsG3UuVbBTWdJkUWj85Sxgb0s8hfOZt8CKDIWgSQc3x_-A1bdFCx/s1600-h/p90x_DVD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" iq="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1jaDTJtdJbsbHRA-5uGfxURjYYEHrg-FNLTLrp7o-Z6aUBGGT1s7O7Nc0L4_Ux2xWgPrh4mgCDX4hCRQU2kGqmrdyEsG3UuVbBTWdJkUWj85Sxgb0s8hfOZt8CKDIWgSQc3x_-A1bdFCx/s400/p90x_DVD.jpg" /></a><br />
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</div>kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05888742486444547897noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787922608818425250.post-52792567726659795232009-09-23T16:11:00.000-06:002009-09-23T16:11:22.400-06:00Can't stop..<div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVaQ5gjBcHDj_iEyeZw96i11q_wb_h5oLHQnh95yfbubd3cJbwYa01B3Bu_u8O_JowJQRUYP7wvo4Ay1Cmr5LyGr2olOwk0D_r7BmJNgm6A5a-P98zuv_EvWm4zEFaMKJvGsJfu6AiGW4D/s1600-h/Books02-619x685.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" iq="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVaQ5gjBcHDj_iEyeZw96i11q_wb_h5oLHQnh95yfbubd3cJbwYa01B3Bu_u8O_JowJQRUYP7wvo4Ay1Cmr5LyGr2olOwk0D_r7BmJNgm6A5a-P98zuv_EvWm4zEFaMKJvGsJfu6AiGW4D/s400/Books02-619x685.jpg" /></a><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have a small addiction. I CAN'T STOP READING. Now this might not seem like a problem to most, but when your husband actually rolls his eyes and says "oh great!", everytime he sees you sit down on the couch with your current book, or when you're children have been yelling "MOM" for 5 mins and you honestly don't hear them...its got to be bad. I have read 5 books in 2 weeks. Once I start a book, I HAVE TO FINISH IT. I read one book in a day and a half. I become so engrossed in these books, they're all I think about. I need to know what's going to happen, how its going to happen, or who done it. I can't wait. So I read it in a day or two....and then I start all over with the next one....hmmmm...this was random...<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">To make it more random...here's some pics of my kids...they think they're hilarious...<br />
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I do. They are beautiful, and smart, and funny, and really good...most of the time...today is NOT one of those days..."</span><br /><span style="color:#339999;"></span><br /><span style="color:#339999;">I'm a blog stalker. I am. I admit it. I'm a natural born people watcher. I like to see what other people's lives are like. What their likes are, their dislikes, what makes them happy, how people get through tragedies, what they love...etc...I read a lot of posts about how happy people are, how lucky they are, how amazing their husbands are. Its very uplifting. But I wonder if these people have "normal" days..you know..where you're children are screaming and crying no matter what you do...your animals have trashed your house and backyard AGAIN, you can never catch up on sleep, or laundry,or dishes for that matter...your husband is driving you crazy, the police have been called to your house b/c your dogs bark (yea, God forbid a dog barks during the day. Guess this isn't tolerated anymore. How rude of my dogs) ...you know.."normal"..</span><br /><span style="color:#339999;"></span><br /><span style="color:#339999;">Well that is my day today. My kids are BRATS!!! Granted, they are 3 and 2, so that doesn't help. But they have been screaming...ALL DAY...they won't sleep, they won't eat, they don't want to play b/c they can't share, they're hitting, kicking, screaming, and yelling...</span><br /><span style="color:#339999;"></span><br /><span style="color:#339999;">So, yes, today...I don't think I want to be a mom.</span>kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05888742486444547897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787922608818425250.post-13734118355560701632009-04-30T13:02:00.002-06:002009-04-30T13:16:29.486-06:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;">LIFE IS TOO SHORT</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">How many times a day, a week, a month do we hear this phrase...?? But do we really take the time to THINK about what it means. I know I don't sometimes. In the last month 3 people Hoku or I know have died. Just like that, gone. We mourn, we send sympathies to the families, we attend the funerals...and then what.?? we go back to our everyday. Our kids, our jobs, our hobbies...etc...We go back to taking things for granted. We get so caught up in the mundain, everyday things, that we forget how lucky we are. Any time, any day we could lose someone who means the world to us, we know this, but do we take the extra time to tell or show them how much they truly mean to us? Or is it easier to say " Oh i'll call them later, oh they know i love them...i'll just do this one thing and then go see them" and then we don't... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">Today I am telling people I love just how much they mean to me. I will cherish all the time I can with my children.Who cares if my house is messy. Who cares if there's 5 loads of laundry to be done. I want to live. I will forgive. I will forget. I will apologize. I will love. I will live. I don't want to die and have the people I love wonder if I loved them. I don't want to lose someone without them knowing they meant the world to me. I don't want to live with regrets.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">I think all of us could give a little more of ourselves. I know I am going to try harder to just live my life and not get so worked up about things that mean so little...It could all be gone tomorrow...</span></div>kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05888742486444547897noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787922608818425250.post-56407793041283439032009-04-23T15:12:00.004-06:002009-04-23T15:22:10.770-06:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqE-6kIyiKpFkr9IYGGv91oDQPsuZaVT0E2_Koz5Ezw21c2iPPJ64s7lw3z94pzqwpm6x8ZlkJMkkKZlF6iswPo5WgEkhlba8mv1ndskxSPcLeWNqbWiRVLgofdXNHk6mo4hnKUfe1xq_v/s1600-h/aniston+bike++2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327999709198499970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqE-6kIyiKpFkr9IYGGv91oDQPsuZaVT0E2_Koz5Ezw21c2iPPJ64s7lw3z94pzqwpm6x8ZlkJMkkKZlF6iswPo5WgEkhlba8mv1ndskxSPcLeWNqbWiRVLgofdXNHk6mo4hnKUfe1xq_v/s320/aniston+bike++2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhegVKuA3anx2DVgohrPmKOxEA18vKhLqAxEX5swKS-QmSBzKoyh8nF61h7nMMPWCpruohIFl_yVId4lbHsz6Ygw0-IcgA0NiKHEH2AOvp_2rdc-2p8wD7LMCzcadzR39-KxYrfZV7RToJh/s1600-h/Aniston+bike.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327999579556071730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhegVKuA3anx2DVgohrPmKOxEA18vKhLqAxEX5swKS-QmSBzKoyh8nF61h7nMMPWCpruohIFl_yVId4lbHsz6Ygw0-IcgA0NiKHEH2AOvp_2rdc-2p8wD7LMCzcadzR39-KxYrfZV7RToJh/s320/Aniston+bike.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#9999ff;">MY LITTLE GIRL IS 3!!!!</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;">I can not believe its been 3 years since my little Aniston Ray was born. Life has gone non stop since then. But I couldn't ask for a better daughter. She is so helpful, sweet, answers "Alright Mom" to anything I ask her to do. Still wants to hold her "Baby Rycer", even though he weighs more than her and crushes her when he sits on her lap... :)</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;">We had a party for her last Saturday with all of our friends. It was so beautiful outside and the kids had so much fun. She was so spoiled with all of her presents.She LOVED it!! We even got her a bike because she does so well on her tricycle, and is so athletic. It only took her 2 mins to get a hang of it. Then she was off. She took off down the sidewalk and was racing our friend Damon who's in a wheelchair. she was so proud of herself for beating him....</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;">Here's just a few pics....(sorry bout the no shirt thing...she decided she was done wearing it..LOL)</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#9999ff;"></span></div><br /><br /><div></div></div>kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05888742486444547897noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787922608818425250.post-54885773978257944652009-04-01T11:01:00.003-06:002009-04-01T11:20:00.033-06:00JUST DO IT!!<div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;">I so hope I don't offend anyone (if anyone is even reading this), but I'm so irritated I can't stand it. Let's start at the beginning...</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Hoku</span> and I have been together for 4 1/2 years. Married for 9 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">mths</span>, we have 2 kids, house, cars, dog....we've definitely had our ups and downs, and have been through more than most people do in 10 years. But our life is pretty good. We have everything we need. We are healthy and our kids are healthy. but there is one thing that is not so good. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Hoku</span> smokes...PLEASE don't get me wrong. I DO NOT judge anyone who smokes. Actually I didn't have a problem with it AT ALL, until my dad, my friend, my hero, died April 7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span>, 2007. It was an accident that could happen to anyone. It has left a hole in my soul and my life that can NEVER be replaced. Coming up on the second anniversary, I'm having a harder time dealing with it this year, more so than last year. So, dealing with all this, I can not understand how <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Hoku</span> would do something that he knows can/will hurt him. I understand its an addiction, I understand it must be hard. But going through and seeing what I've gone through losing my dad, you would like it would motivate you to be the best, healthiest person you can for your family. Is it really worth it? really? Is it worth it to possibly leave your kids without a father? Is it worth it to leave your wife alone? Is it worth it to become so sick, life everyday would be suffering? I don't understand. Life is unpredictable. Anyone of us could die today from an accident, illness, etc. So why would you do something on PURPOSE that you KNOW can kill you. I just don't see the reasoning. I'm not saying just quit. But you have to make the decision to quit. Just do it!! make the decision, ask for help and support. It is going to be a process. But won't that be worth it? Don't all of us want as much time w/ the ones we love as we can?</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;">I hope no one is hurt or offended. My only intentions were to vent (thank you) and to gain some understanding........</span></div><span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"></span>kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05888742486444547897noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787922608818425250.post-6640086264848233322008-11-06T11:51:00.004-07:002008-11-06T12:03:04.726-07:00Been a while....but I'm back<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwVqOM_7uxqmbKh07ITKkSXXURkbwDJ_RAdnNU8hSjXzaKkd-mmeMNm16_OZcivGf3yMCf6R2zDujdxm2itZbhpmUhyphenhyphenTT6WIS63YgtpSGyjS3eBbNVBcb7FzMw0__VpichcPimBFISdHb2/s1600-h/aniston.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265620798680586786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwVqOM_7uxqmbKh07ITKkSXXURkbwDJ_RAdnNU8hSjXzaKkd-mmeMNm16_OZcivGf3yMCf6R2zDujdxm2itZbhpmUhyphenhyphenTT6WIS63YgtpSGyjS3eBbNVBcb7FzMw0__VpichcPimBFISdHb2/s320/aniston.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU3iYEWvXZxGzsEdWh96Zb7O6RvKKBOcDhL2u4kDcabxp6JlRZyI5t4Fehchyq8yOK81HyGkTYnVR2fW1muxt0a_aq_poZ3zHpSr1_pCmtBzGfnKI1gIhj5EHAzX56vuDvXTm0R_ZbRwsp/s1600-h/DSCN0919.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265619846567335058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU3iYEWvXZxGzsEdWh96Zb7O6RvKKBOcDhL2u4kDcabxp6JlRZyI5t4Fehchyq8yOK81HyGkTYnVR2fW1muxt0a_aq_poZ3zHpSr1_pCmtBzGfnKI1gIhj5EHAzX56vuDvXTm0R_ZbRwsp/s320/DSCN0919.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;">So life has definitely been crazy around here. About a month ago I quit my job. It was just too much to handle with the kids, the house, and trying to spend time w/ Hoku, plus trying to finish our house....so here I am, a stay at home mom. Never thought I would be, but I'm loving it!! most days... :)</span></div><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;">Rsyon is huge now, and I'm not just saying that....he is very large. :) He weighs about as much, if not more than Aniston. He is terror and couldn't be more of a boy... I never believed it when people would say how different boys were from girls....but I do now....Holy crap!! But he is so funny, and he reminds me of my dad more and more everyday. I love it..</span></div><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;">Aniston is turning into quite the princess. She wants to wear a dress everyday, wears my high heels all the time, and has to put on makeup if we are going anywhere. She definitely has a motherly soul. She constantly wants to help w/ Ryson, even though he runs her over :) She wants to clean, fold laundry, and cook whenever mommy does... </span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;">I feel so blessed lately. Not to say there are not days where I want to quit and run away....but none the less, I am grateful for where I am today. My little family has been through more than most families go through in 10 years, but we are stronger and wiser for it.... :)</span><br /></p><p></p>kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05888742486444547897noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787922608818425250.post-29519699165462957622008-07-26T15:59:00.002-06:002008-07-26T16:05:07.508-06:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1U-8mae_2uKrFNyhuTszs48lwjdjfgd8WOiBKUT1DkpXinIpsrnxL6CNcs4Z7890oAIS-uBdJtcZjJMmw_FsWK_i2kgzfyMCHyAsrPAKj2ne0uqo1dvfl03gNkZ2YUeG0zH2PqikCwn2G/s1600-h/DSCN0707.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227446483742749746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1U-8mae_2uKrFNyhuTszs48lwjdjfgd8WOiBKUT1DkpXinIpsrnxL6CNcs4Z7890oAIS-uBdJtcZjJMmw_FsWK_i2kgzfyMCHyAsrPAKj2ne0uqo1dvfl03gNkZ2YUeG0zH2PqikCwn2G/s320/DSCN0707.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">We were lucky enough to go on a honeymoon, thanks to Hoku's sister Dez!!! We went up to Glacier National Park. It is the most beautiful place I've been yet. It was so fun and so nice to spend some time just by ourselves. Love my kids, but the break was definately deserved!!</span></div>kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05888742486444547897noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5787922608818425250.post-17114292734295769322008-07-24T14:04:00.003-06:002008-07-24T14:10:59.717-06:00OuR LiFe nOw<div align="center"><span style="color:#660000;">Life is going well. I really couldn't ask for much more. Hoku and I finally got married on July 12th. It was well worth the wait. It was absuletly perfect. We had the ceremony at Upper Mesa Falls, and the reception was at Pond's Lodge in Island Park. It was beautiful! And our two beautiful children got to be a part of it. I will post pics as soon as I get them back.</span></div><span style="color:#993300;"></span><br /><span style="color:#993300;"></span>kimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05888742486444547897noreply@blogger.com2