<?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-3457997102135230188</id><updated>2011-10-04T10:31:33.013-07:00</updated><category term='Gold Canyon Candles'/><title type='text'>Kellie's Kreations</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kellie's Kreations</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12235832022615966065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S010F9h0ubI/AAAAAAAAABw/4cC566z1bQA/S220/IMG_0361.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457997102135230188.post-8590965077554713533</id><published>2011-01-06T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T13:55:24.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas a time for miracles</title><content type='html'>As a parent, we do not what we want for ourselves, but rather, what is best for our children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the year for Conner and Sara to be with their dad, however tragedy struck.  Darryl's father had a failing Liver and was in and out the hospital for months.  The week before Christmas break, his father landed up in the ICU with complete liver failure.  His Kidney's were also failing.  Without a transplant, Paul wouldn't make it through the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;As a family unit, we decided to remove the children from the sadness their father was facing.  Christmas would be around the corner, and it wasn't a time to be cheerful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rains slowed our drive back up to Tracy from Southern California.  Making what would normally be a six hour drive into a ten hour drive and an accidental turn onto a wrong freeway.  Once home, the merriment of first seeing the family faded and Conner and Sara's thoughts immediately went back to their ailing grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing what sadness held ahead for Conner and Sara, we tried our hardest to divert their attentions towards the spirit of Christmas and knowing it was a time for miracles... and it was!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a moment too soon (nearly two days after being on the top of the transplant list), a kidney had come through to Paul... a week before christmas!!  The road ahead was still tough and we were not out of the darkness yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul's body accepted the Kidney almost immediately, and within a week, he was chipper and full of life, as he once had been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not sure if he was able to be at home for Christmas, but I do know that he was to be released either the Friday before Christmas or the Monday after... but close enough to Christmas as we could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, another miracle... a smaller miracle happened the weekend I was down in Southern California.  I met my mother's brother and his children and wife.  I don't remember them, but when I hugged them, the wholesome family feeling was there and it was OVERWHELMING!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my visit to my Uncle's home in San Bernadino, I was able to see old family photos and also the death annoucements for my grandmother and grandfather, who sadly, passed within a month of each other.  As I read my Grandfathers announcement, I had electricity run through my veins.  As I looked at the announcement I couldn't beleive my eyes... my grandfather was given an LDS burial.  He was LDS and I never knew it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are reasons we choose the paths we take.  There are reasons that god knows have to happen to give another person a chance to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday we are thankful for these gifts and although sometimes they may hurt us, that which makes us weaker makes us stronger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3457997102135230188-8590965077554713533?l=kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/feeds/8590965077554713533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-time-for-miracles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/8590965077554713533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/8590965077554713533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-time-for-miracles.html' title='Christmas a time for miracles'/><author><name>Kellie's Kreations</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12235832022615966065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S010F9h0ubI/AAAAAAAAABw/4cC566z1bQA/S220/IMG_0361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457997102135230188.post-1274844206608570427</id><published>2010-09-01T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T01:52:23.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheering with Roo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/TH4OvS6-xyI/AAAAAAAAACY/gIDHh_VEu1Y/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511859199643928354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/TH4OvS6-xyI/AAAAAAAAACY/gIDHh_VEu1Y/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Julie recently decided that she wanted to join &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt;.  With no money in the budget to do so, I thought to see if someone/several people, would be willing to sponsor Julie.  Well, several people came through and now Julie is on the Panthers Cheer Squad.  I don't know how it happened, but I was somehow roped into being a coach for the cheer squad.  I am now officially a Junior Novice coach.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joining the Tracy Panthers &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cheerleading&lt;/span&gt; squad, has been a great blessing for me.  I hesitate every day when I have to go, as I made the commitment, with a little push from Chris, I go and when I get there, I enjoy it!!   I enjoy my small squad of three girls with one mascot.  A mascot is the smallest division on our team, consisting of five to six year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt;.  So, my little squad is perfect for me, and the girls are just awesome!  They know what they are doing and amazingly can remember cheers that I still can't remember... their mind memory capacity is just incredible.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, with coaching of course, comes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt;... yep... I have lost a significant amount of weight!  Its actually &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;visible&lt;/span&gt; in photos...yeah!!!  Several people have complimented on the weight loss as well as the incredible tan I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt;.  I am not sure of the actual pounds I've lost, but I know my muscles have increased too.  I find myself with lots of energy and a great amount of spirit at games, camps and Jamborees...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me start first with Camp &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jamz&lt;/span&gt;.  My first official initiation to Cheer.  One word sums it up... OUCH!!!  Dancing in 100 degree heat from 8am to 3pm... wow.  I came home and nearly collapsed!!!  It was a lot of fun learning dance routines, learning more about cheering and stunting (which we don't have enough girls per squad to stunt this year).  It was a great experience and the best part, is that my friend, Becki came out with her kids and cheered us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onto Jamboree, which was the following weekend.  Let me first say that we had five days a week practice.   Camp was on Sunday, Mon-Fri we had practice and Saturday we had Jamboree... I was BEAT!!!  Jamboree was great, my friend Becki came to help me out with Grace since Chris had to work.  Not knowing where to go once we got to the field in some little city in the middle of nowhere... was just a load of fun.  Again 100 degree heat and walking around several fields whipped me into shape and out of energy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our football teams, all levels, have won each game, although our level of Junior Novice is not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;competitive&lt;/span&gt;.   We are great teams and the boys work very hard, and the girls are cheering them on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first game, which was an hour way, again in 100 degree heat, was pretty good for only have three girls make it!  One was out sick, one was complaining of the heat and poor Julie had a bout with her allergies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Julie is very great at cheer and always has spirit.  She seldom complains (only when she cant breathe or is dire need of liquid), and it has been great for her to work on a team.  She loves cheering, and loves the dancing at halftime.   She catches on quick and is LOVING the tumbling.  She is learning handstands, cartwheels, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;round offs&lt;/span&gt;, front walkovers and back walkovers.  Our league, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TVYFL&lt;/span&gt;, does not allow flips or stunting above shoulders, so its perfect for Julie and I who are just starting this and its all new to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, in the photo above, you can see the weight loss, :) and you can see the tan &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been getting :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I wasn't sweating a pound a minute, I would have worn makeup, but I knew it would melt off.  Once the cooler weather hits, makeup will be out.  I did Julies make up last game, but it melted off, so I thought just sunblock and dusting of shadow on eyes and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lip gloss&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;SPF&lt;/span&gt;.  I have to protect my little girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, its off to bed... or rather back to bed... as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; been having insomnia lately, and only get a few hours of sleep throughout the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up next... my interview and outcome for working at America's Department Store, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MACY's&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3457997102135230188-1274844206608570427?l=kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1274844206608570427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2010/09/cheering-with-roo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/1274844206608570427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/1274844206608570427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2010/09/cheering-with-roo.html' title='Cheering with Roo'/><author><name>Kellie's Kreations</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12235832022615966065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S010F9h0ubI/AAAAAAAAABw/4cC566z1bQA/S220/IMG_0361.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/TH4OvS6-xyI/AAAAAAAAACY/gIDHh_VEu1Y/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457997102135230188.post-8799966141069572163</id><published>2010-07-21T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T21:40:21.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality TV can be knowledgable!</title><content type='html'>During my Insomnia bouts at night, I turn on my cell or tv to find something boring to watch to lull me back to sleep.  As I was flipping through my television guide, I found a show... Kimora, Life in the Fab Lane.  I chose this show out of sheer boredom.  I actually learned something from this show.  Did you know that you cannot have a 53 ft. trailer in Beverly Hills without a permit??  Neither did they!  So, I got to thinking... I wonder if I can something knowledgable in all Reality Television.   So, I decided to take on this challenge.   To find a bit of knowledge in things I watch throughtout my week.    Maybe even tune into a different Reality Show and find something educational.   So, this week was Kimora.   She was kind hearted and gave to charity.  Some people think she can be demanding... and yes, she can be, but then again, how can you not be when you are CEO of a multi million dollar company, have a family of 5 (containing two girls who are 7 &amp;amp; 8, a newborn baby boy and a movie star husband).  She is self proclaimed Fabulous, and why not.  She came from nothing and worked her way to where to she is.  We all have some OCD issues, and we all certain likes and dislikes... it just most of us were not raised in a city where you are taught to take off your earrings when you fight... another piece of knowledge I learned in case I am to ever be in a fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Tonights tv includes Ghost Hunters International, where I learned that the book, movie and musical of Sweeney Todd was based off an actual Inn in England!  In the Hollywood version its a barber who kills people for meat pies.  He kills them and the chair opens up to a shute to the lower floor where they "butchered" for meat pies.  In the live version, an Inn Keeper would get rich patrons drunk and lure them to a bedroom upstairs where the bed would have a sliding bottom and the bodies would drop down to a hot oil vat.  The Inn Keeper would keep all the money and riches the patron had on them.  This Inn Keeper had killed they say about 60 people.  Evidence of Paranormal activity was inconclusive, as there were personal experiences but nothing on camera... except a few EVP's.  The ghost hunters don't like to say a place is haunted unless they have absolute evidence to proove it.  So, its quite interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... off till tomorrow!  If anyone has any information on some reality shows, please email me, or message me and I can watch them and list what knowledgable information we can get!  Its all about the educational aspect of Reality TV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3457997102135230188-8799966141069572163?l=kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/feeds/8799966141069572163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2010/07/reality-tv-can-be-knowledgable.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/8799966141069572163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/8799966141069572163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2010/07/reality-tv-can-be-knowledgable.html' title='Reality TV can be knowledgable!'/><author><name>Kellie's Kreations</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12235832022615966065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S010F9h0ubI/AAAAAAAAABw/4cC566z1bQA/S220/IMG_0361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457997102135230188.post-21425553952940346</id><published>2010-01-12T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:50:26.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Move On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S01e84rpbxI/AAAAAAAAABk/7zgHPSx3GVQ/s1600-h/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426097526151933714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S01e84rpbxI/AAAAAAAAABk/7zgHPSx3GVQ/s200/IMG_0396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S01enJkj_QI/AAAAAAAAABc/4-eBGQ8XY00/s1600-h/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, its just been announced... its time to move on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris and are sad to go, but we will be moving from our beloved home here on Hickory in the next 2 to 6 months. Circumstances have come up and now our days here are limited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are not moving far. We are looking for houses in our area... more square footage is needed and we are hoping to find a place within the George Kelly Elementary area. This way we can be close to our friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also on the horizon *very near* we are going to get a four door box on wheels. We are not sure if we are going to fix up the Ghetto Mobile or if we are going to go with a newer addition. We are not sure what the plans are exactly, but we will keep you posted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, on the fore front we are planning a possible get away. Not sure where yet, we're thinking a visit to play with Jayden... ie...Disneyland! Not sure yet if we are going to be able to work it... but, we will see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and lets not forget the dreaded Bday is drawing close. I am begining to dread that darned Groundhog! Six more weeks of winter, thats not the concern,... its the fact that I am another year older and I have to remember I'm not in my 20's anylonger!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I know its been a while since i've blogged, but lately I've been so busy with work!! I'll try to update my blogs sooner.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je' taime.&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/3457997102135230188-21425553952940346?l=kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/feeds/21425553952940346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-to-move-on.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/21425553952940346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/21425553952940346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-to-move-on.html' title='Time to Move On'/><author><name>Kellie's Kreations</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12235832022615966065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S010F9h0ubI/AAAAAAAAABw/4cC566z1bQA/S220/IMG_0361.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S01e84rpbxI/AAAAAAAAABk/7zgHPSx3GVQ/s72-c/IMG_0396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457997102135230188.post-2972167850934980098</id><published>2009-08-21T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:16:08.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs selections</title><content type='html'>As favors to some of our guests, we are creating cd's.  Asides from the titles and who chose it, there will also be little messages, so we can save them and look back and remember the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are a few songs, and written clips of what was chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Way You Look Tonight by Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our original wedding song from February 16th, 2002.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Your love by Tim McGraw and Faith Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;            This song was selected as Our Song for our sealing.    It describes exactly how we feel about each other, even after all of these years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken Road by Raskal Flatts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;            To Christopher from Kellie.  I had a broken road but god knew what he had planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Everything by Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;            To Kellie from Chris.  (Clip insert has not been given to me, so like me, you will have to wait)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Another Day In Paradise by Phil Vassar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;            This song marked our 5 years together.  It describes our life to a "T" and it fits our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Already There by Lonestar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;            To Conner and Sara from Mommy and Daddy Chris.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front Porch Looking In by Raskal Flatts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;            To Julie and Gracie from Mommy and Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Climb by Miley Cirus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;            To our beautiful children.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats just a few of the songs, and the excerpts will have detailed writting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3457997102135230188-2972167850934980098?l=kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/feeds/2972167850934980098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/songs-selections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/2972167850934980098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/2972167850934980098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/songs-selections.html' title='Songs selections'/><author><name>Kellie's Kreations</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12235832022615966065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S010F9h0ubI/AAAAAAAAABw/4cC566z1bQA/S220/IMG_0361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457997102135230188.post-1364564727192573781</id><published>2009-08-20T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:34:14.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Census Smensus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So, news on the homefront?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Well, tonight I learned about indexing! I am a huge history buff, and love to learn as much about people of the past as I can. Which is probably why I am so much into the paranormal. I often times wonder what a person went through to become a ghost, and often times, it was when they were hit by tuberculosis and were left to die in a santarium, or they went off to war but never returned, or they were in the wrong place at the wrong time... but none the less, in the words of Ghost Hunters, "Ghosts were people too." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;So, tonight I listened as my friend Leslie gave a demonstration of how to index. After paying half attention to her demo while the other half texting another girl in the room, posting on facebook, checking my emails and chatting with a friend (sorry Leslie :( ) I decided to try this out. Why not, I mean, we have a ward goal of indexing 5,000 names by the end of the year, with a STAKE goal of 50,000 names! I do data entry at work, and this would allow me to look at "Historical Documents".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;So, tonight at home, I tucked the girls into bed, gave chris a kiss goodnight, and began to google search the site, because while I wasn't paying attention, she mentioned the site to go to... see, it pays to listen! I saw several googles, but one site stuck out... Family search indexing... something something... LDS. So, I clicked on it to check it out and recognized the family tree in the upper right hand corner. So, I went and enrolled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I got my first document and worked on it. Since I am a fast typer and really fast at Data entry, I finished the first page up in no time... but also paying attention to the person, their spouses and their children, seeing if anything rang a bell. Nothing did, but I did find several young wives who were about my age with 15 and 16 year old children, whose husbands were in their 40's... can we say, GROSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;So, I finished 101 names and then decided to set my quota. Since my ward has chosen a goal of 5,000 names, I have decided to make that my personal goal! By the end of this year, I will index 5,000 names... and I am determined to do it! After I entered in the information, it said that to obtain this goal, I would have to complete 37 names a day... I can WAY DO THAT. If I did 101 in less than 30 minutes, I can do way more! So, I am thinking, if I do the WARD goal of 5,000 by the end of this year, I will make the STAKE goal of 50,000 by the end of the year! I don't know if I can do that goal, but I will first work on the ward goal, and go from there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;So, you are asking yourself, "What is indexing?" or, if your self centered you are asking yourself, "I can beat her at whatever this indexing is!" Well, indexing is helping volunteer to transfer the Census handwritten copies (Like the ones on Ellis Island) and converting them to typed ledgers. The system is so easy to manuever and its all about entering in what you see, and tabbing... very simple... but so rewarding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;You can help the government transfer these records and view pieces of history while doing it... think, "What would Nick Cage be doing with this in National Treasure?" Well, he would be sitting at his laptop, entering in the information while trying to see if there is a secred code mixed up in the form... Psha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Well, Thats about it, however, I am super excited, because my dear friend whom I haven't seen in years, is flying into San Fran for just one day next week, and I am going to see her! I miss her so much, and she hasn't met Gracie yet! Julie (Who is Juju to her Auntie Christa), is super excited to see Auntie Christa again. My dear friend is up for a role in an indy film being filmed over sea's in India. This is a HUGE opportunity for her, and on Wednesday she is meeting with the production team. I have offered her our place to crash at, so she won't have to stay with the producers that she doesnt' know. She is bringing her hubby, whom I haven't met, so it will be a great time to visit with her... and pray that she gets the role! It would be her foot in the door... and of course, me to get to go to a premiere or, GULP, the red carpets! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;So, thats about it for now... its 11:31pm, and I am just tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night all, and have a blessed day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3457997102135230188-1364564727192573781?l=kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/feeds/1364564727192573781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/census-smensus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/1364564727192573781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/1364564727192573781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/census-smensus.html' title='Census Smensus'/><author><name>Kellie's Kreations</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12235832022615966065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S010F9h0ubI/AAAAAAAAABw/4cC566z1bQA/S220/IMG_0361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457997102135230188.post-4795032755294678570</id><published>2009-08-16T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:11:07.765-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gold Canyon Candles'/><title type='text'>Gold Canyon Candles</title><content type='html'>Well, its that time of year again... the holidays are coming upon us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine... the kids are in school or bed... and you are having some quiet time.  What do you do???  Here's my answer... and it brightens my day... which is why I am so cheerful... but tell NO ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First... when the hubby is gone, because if he was home, he would laugh at me, and the kids are either off to school or in bed, I grab White Christmas, Holiday Inn, Miracle on 34th Street, or its a wonderful life.   Or, if I am in a laughing mood, I grab Scrooged or Jim Careys GRINCH!  I grab myself a nice cup of warm cider, and light up some candles on the coffee table in the scent of Christmas or Fall.   This gets me chipper every time... and now you too can have the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what makes this perfect is the use of Gold Canyon Candles!  We have our new holiday candles out, and our holiday scents!  We also have those collectable Halloween and Thanksgiving holders... not to mention our Christmas themed ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats better than that, is you can earn free candles and products.  I have some great deals going on right now that I would be happy to share with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, give me a ring, and we can set up a party or catalog party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have some wonderful discounted items already, so give me a call, comment, text, facebook, or email...  I have the candle samples here for you to whiff!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I think I'm going to put my ham in the oven and rest a bit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I can email you the catalog if you want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and blessings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3457997102135230188-4795032755294678570?l=kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4795032755294678570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/gold-canyon-candles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/4795032755294678570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/4795032755294678570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/gold-canyon-candles.html' title='Gold Canyon Candles'/><author><name>Kellie's Kreations</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12235832022615966065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S010F9h0ubI/AAAAAAAAABw/4cC566z1bQA/S220/IMG_0361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457997102135230188.post-6949000896686308070</id><published>2009-08-13T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:39:56.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book is up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/SoTWifm96fI/AAAAAAAAABU/hqePHyjgSig/s1600-h/IMG_5896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369652543821310450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/SoTWifm96fI/AAAAAAAAABU/hqePHyjgSig/s200/IMG_5896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Okay, so I have been adding, editing and updating my book today, and although I am still a minimum of 8000 words, I know I am closer to my goal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;So, for all of you who want to know a bit about it... I have given you a brief snipit of my novel... not yet titled, but I am looking for some idea's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Kaitlyn left her hometown twelve years ago to get away from all those she loved and what would, in the end, hurt them all.  She had a past that would kill her and she hated the one savior that brought all those she loved, miracles, yet turned his back on her.  She had to decide between her heart or her father.  So, chosing her father, she packed up her bags and headed to New York.  Faith was something she didn't have, and didn't ever want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Mark was left behind in the gazebo by the woman who stole his heart.  He was young when love hit him, but he still loved her after the twelve years they were apart.  Now, she was coming back into town and he had to proove to her two things... Heavenly Father loved her, and he loved her no matter what darkness loomed in her shadows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Hope you enjoy it... you will just have to wait for the rest of it!  Say a prayer that it gets published!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Watch out Stephenie Meyer... Edward isn't going to be the IT guy much longer... although, I would like Robert Pattinson to play the role of Mark and Ashley Greene as Kaitlyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Prologue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate punched in the pin on the gate keypad.  As the looming gates slowly drew open, she arranged her books next to her.  Impatient to wait any longer for the gates to completely open, she inched forward till just her car was able to squeeze in.  She passed the guard shack, and waved to Ross as she drove by.  She made her way up the curvy steeped road.&lt;br /&gt;The road was the private driveway that leads to the McKenzie main house.  The McKenzie estate was about 40 acres total that held the main house, a guest house, housekeeping quarters, basketball and tennis courts, pool, a small pond, and of course, her childhood playground, A grand gazebo.   The lands were full of tall trees and lush mountains capes.&lt;br /&gt;Kate made her way through the wooded grounds that were snuggled deep inside Laurel Canyon.  Laurel Canyon was where Hollywood elite had homes and even retreats.  It was only an hour so out of Los Angeles, where they can live in the country, but still have all the amenities of living in LA.   Laurel Canyon back in the bygone era was the place for Hollywood elite would escape for the weekend.  Black and White movie stars that graced the screen would check into lodges up here or even built huge mansions, which the McKenzie estate, was once.&lt;br /&gt;The McKenzie estate was once a home to a crime boss.  He ran several speakeasies in Los Angeles, and had several running in his home.  He eventually fled to Chicago, his hometown, where he was arrested for several bank robberies and dodging federal agents for bootlegging.  The grounds were filled with hidden passageways, long dark tunnels that lead underground.  There were several tunnels that lead from the main house to guest houses, the boat house, the carriage house and a small bungalow on the outskirts of the property.  The McKenzie’s believed it was the place where they gathered to discuss business, or a job they were working on.   That bungalow was off limits to everyone, due to its debilitated state.&lt;br /&gt;Kate pulled up to the large house and parked on the side of it, where the kitchen was.  Kate always went in through the kitchen.  It was something she and her father had always done.   They didn’t have to knock or ring a bell.  They simply, walked in.  This time would be the same.&lt;br /&gt;She bounced into the kitchen and Jillian sitting at the breakfast table, reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;“Hi, Katie!” She said glancing up.   She closed her book and stood up to greet Kate with a hug.   “How you’ve been?”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m fine.” Kate smiled at her.  “Is my dad and Papa Bear home yet?” Kate had called Mr. McKenzie Papa Bear since she was born, and even as a teenager, the endearment stuck.&lt;br /&gt;“They just called and said they are leaving the office.   Are you hungry?”  Jillian asked.&lt;br /&gt;“No.” Kate smiled.  “I ate after practice.  Is Mark home?”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course.” Jillian said.  “He’ll be right down.  He just got home from practice.  They are going to be great tonight.  You look so adorable in your uniform!”&lt;br /&gt;“Thanks!” Kate said glancing down at her cheer uniform.  The white outfit with a blue and gold V across the chest and arms, represented her team, and the embroidered “C” represented her position on the team.  “Varsity Cheer already had practice earlier, and the cheers are all set to win tonight!  ”&lt;br /&gt;“Those guys need them!” Jillian smiled.&lt;br /&gt;“That’s what I’m here for.” Kate said.&lt;br /&gt;“Katie!” Mark walked into the kitchen in dress slacks, a white shirt and tie, with his hair in wet spikes.  “Did you just get here?”&lt;br /&gt;“Yep.” She said to him giving him a hug.  He looked so handsome in his suit.  Coach had the Varsity team dress in suits to be intimidating to the rival teams.  It must have worked, because they were in the finals and the guys were one win away from taking home the Championship trophy.&lt;br /&gt;Mark had always been in her life.   He was eighteen now, and she was sixteen.   He had always been her best friend and although she felt something more between them, she could never act upon it, because with her father working for McKenzie Enterprises, he could lose his job if anything wrong were to happen.  So, Kate settled on him being a brother.  He was going off to college anyways, and would have never had any feelings for a little soft more.&lt;br /&gt;“You girls looked good out there!” Mark said grabbing the orange juice from the fridge and taking a swig directly from the bottle.   Kate glanced over to Jillian, knowing if she were to see him, she would scold him.   Kate loved to be the lookout for when Mark acts up.  Jillian was closing her book.  Kate immediately kicked Mark in the shin from behind the counter, and he immediately dropped the juice out his mother’s site.&lt;br /&gt;He gave her one of his charming grins.&lt;br /&gt;She melted inside.  Wow, he truly was gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;“Well,” Mark said, “We have a few minutes.  Want to go for a walk so I can warm up the muscles?”&lt;br /&gt;"Sure.” She said.  They headed out the back door.&lt;br /&gt;“So, what was your grade in Mr. Bonner’s class?” Mark asked her.&lt;br /&gt;“I got a B.” She answered.  “He wanted me to dissect the frog, and there was no way, that was going to happen.”&lt;br /&gt;“Why didn’t you tell him that it was against your religion?  I did.” Mark said to her.&lt;br /&gt;“You are bad!” She laughed.  “I couldn’t lie like that.  You’re a Christian, so it may be in truth to you, but not to me.  I just thought it was disgusting, and refused to hack open an innocent frog.  What if he was my prince?”&lt;br /&gt;Mark laughed, “Then you need to set your sites a bit higher.”&lt;br /&gt;They walked down the path through the rose garden, and up the steps of the white gazebo.   Kate sat down on the bench that faced the view of the pond and boat house. &lt;br /&gt;“I’ve been thinking.” Mark said to her.&lt;br /&gt;“About what?” Kate asked him still looking at the pond ripples.&lt;br /&gt;“I was thinking, after tonight, I will have some free time.  Do you want to do something?”&lt;br /&gt;“Sure.” Kate smiled. “Like what?”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not sure.  Maybe going to Lake Havasu or something?” Mark said to her.  “Mom and Dad want to bring the boat soon.”&lt;br /&gt;"That sounds like fun.” Kate said to him.&lt;br /&gt;“Maybe we can take in a few movies too.” He said to her.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure.” Kate smiled.  She faced him.  “No horror flicks though.  I don’t care if they are PG-13, it will still scare me!”&lt;br /&gt;“You were always squeamish.”  Mark said to her.&lt;br /&gt;“Yep.” Kate said. “I think it’s a girl thing.  Sorry.” She laughed.&lt;br /&gt;“I was actually, thinking, that maybe we can go to the movies as boyfriend and girlfriend.” Mark said to her in a whisper.&lt;br /&gt;He had just come out and said it to her.  He was leading up to it, but it didn’t come out as suave as he thought it would. &lt;br /&gt;“What?” Kate asked him.&lt;br /&gt;"I want to be more than your best friend.” He said to her.  “I care too much about you.”&lt;br /&gt;Kate didn’t know what to do.   She couldn’t let this happen.  Her father loved his job.  That’s when she decided, that her life was going to take a different direction, and it was going to have be without Mark McKenzie in it.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sorry Mark.  No.  I don’t care about you that way.” She lied.  “I don’t it’s a good idea for us to hang out anymore.  Good bye, Mark.”  She ran back to her car, and left.  She didn’t want to go to the game and see him.  She wanted to be away.  She drove back home, told her dad that she wasn’t feeling well, and was going to stay home for the evening.  Her father would know that it wasn’t in character of her to miss a game, knew she must feel bad, so didn’t press on for her to go.&lt;br /&gt;She missed the game that night.&lt;br /&gt;The Varsity Team lost the game.&lt;br /&gt;She lost her best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3457997102135230188-6949000896686308070?l=kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/feeds/6949000896686308070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/book-is-up.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/6949000896686308070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/6949000896686308070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/book-is-up.html' title='Book is up!'/><author><name>Kellie's Kreations</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12235832022615966065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S010F9h0ubI/AAAAAAAAABw/4cC566z1bQA/S220/IMG_0361.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/SoTWifm96fI/AAAAAAAAABU/hqePHyjgSig/s72-c/IMG_5896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457997102135230188.post-4127697658777432176</id><published>2009-08-11T22:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:27:32.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sealing OVERHAUL!</title><content type='html'>Well, as we wrote up our guest list today, well... it comes down to the fact that we know just too many people!!  It started out as 100 people but then a few people here, a few people there... and now... we are at 300 people!!!  150 Invites!!  GULP!&lt;br /&gt;So, what we have decided to do, is still invite everyone, but hopefulyy (fingers crossed) that 2/3's of the people can't come!  That is our only solution!  We love everyone equally and just can't invite one person and not the other, and of course, the counts include their children... some of which don't eat HUMAN food yet!&lt;br /&gt;So, to come down on the budget, I sadly, have to say goodbye to the beautiful gown I wanted, and say hello to ebay dress auction!  Sigh... and I am going to have to make not only my cloak (which is still a MUST for me), I have to make the girls their white gowns, because they are being sealed to us at the same time, and I have to make little throws that tie around their gowns, to give them the whole red and white look!&lt;br /&gt;Today I also checked out Walmart.com vs costco.com for photo invites... and I think I may just go with white invites and add something Christmas'y to them... not entirely sure yet.  The only photo card that could fit all the information of the invite is white,... so that means I have to get creative!&lt;br /&gt;OH... and instead of making this about just Chris and I, we have opted to have the invites read, "THE GOODRUM FAMILY" instead of "Christopher and Kellie Goodrum".&lt;br /&gt;But the tree's will still be sparkling up the place, and it will still be a fantastic event!!&lt;br /&gt;Now, is the time to see just how good a planner I am,... after all, a good planner can make an event look like a million dollars, when all you used, is a hundred dollars... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and I thought, for a special treat for all of you followers, I would post a snipit of the book I'm writing... in a few days! I finished the first round, and now have to still add the 10, 000 words and more religion to it... I've targeted a religious romance book editing firm, and have to be within their guidelines.  I want to write a romance novel that you don't feel like you're reading porn... blegh.  So, come back and see the first snipit!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and Blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3457997102135230188-4127697658777432176?l=kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/feeds/4127697658777432176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/sealing-overhaul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/4127697658777432176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/4127697658777432176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/sealing-overhaul.html' title='Sealing OVERHAUL!'/><author><name>Kellie's Kreations</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12235832022615966065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S010F9h0ubI/AAAAAAAAABw/4cC566z1bQA/S220/IMG_0361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457997102135230188.post-2774352587622682347</id><published>2009-08-11T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T11:30:04.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate being Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/SoG4gB42oLI/AAAAAAAAABM/kC0g0LLAGjg/s1600-h/dress+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368775091204563122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/SoG4gB42oLI/AAAAAAAAABM/kC0g0LLAGjg/s200/dress+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/SoG4fkqjx_I/AAAAAAAAABE/OIzwr4Oen5M/s1600-h/dress+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368775083359979506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/SoG4fkqjx_I/AAAAAAAAABE/OIzwr4Oen5M/s200/dress+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/SoG3vfgl4CI/AAAAAAAAAA0/33LkFqyBHUE/s1600-h/dress+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, why is it, that when you have a full day planned of things to do, you get sick? I just don't understand that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You know, when you hear about someone losing a baby, they say that you either draw closer to your spouse, or pull further away. Many people I have heard, have broken up, seperated and even divorced. However, that is not our case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Chris and I have grown so much closer this past year, and in these recent two months, we have become newlyweds again. It seems that maybe one of Jayden's purposes was to bring Chris and I closer together. We have fought, yes! We have cried, YES! However, through all of our ups and downs, we have become closer to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, we decided to get sealed in the Oakland temple. We are shooting for a December sealing, complete with vow renewal and reception. The event is going to be low key (meaning, low budget) but its going to be awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;White Christmas is our theme. I tried on wedding gowns yesterday, and have found the one for me. It comes with a detachable train, so I can have fun, and not have my butt three times as big as it already is, due to the busteling (how do you spell that?) The dress has the sleeves so its Mormon Standard, but its just perfect. Simple, Elegant, and just pretty. Since we are not going all out, and since my budget doesnt allow me the luxury to purchase the dress, I have decided to rent the gown. Yep... RENT the gown! If a man can rent a tux, why can't I rent a dress... right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Also, in keeping with the White Christmas Theme, I also found a cape to go with my gown... yes, a white cape with fur! So, White Chrismas! However, after seeing the cost of the cape, I think I will opt to make one. I have to buy the pattern anyways, to make a red cape for Halloween... I'm going as a Volturi member... since Julie is going as Bella, and Grace is going as Victoria! And of course, Chris is my Edward... but I think he will be better suited as Laurent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I also went and saw Julie and Julia last night... A FANTASTIC movie! Love of husband and wife, achieveing goals and cooking... all complete a great movie, right! Definatly, a must see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, the Benadryl has kicked in, so I am off to lay on my bed. Looks like Soup and Goldfish are on the menu today! Mmm... now to send Chris out to get some Split Pea soup... my favorite with a dollop of sour cream! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Love and Blessings...&lt;/span&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/3457997102135230188-2774352587622682347?l=kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/feeds/2774352587622682347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/hate-being-sick.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/2774352587622682347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/2774352587622682347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/hate-being-sick.html' title='Hate being Sick'/><author><name>Kellie's Kreations</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12235832022615966065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S010F9h0ubI/AAAAAAAAABw/4cC566z1bQA/S220/IMG_0361.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/SoG4gB42oLI/AAAAAAAAABM/kC0g0LLAGjg/s72-c/dress+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3457997102135230188.post-5297547784551720052</id><published>2009-08-09T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:13:48.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a blogger</title><content type='html'>Okay, after many requests for blogging, I have now decided that its my time to take time out of my busy, hectic week, and sit down for a few minutes and write down my weeks adventures.  So, here you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was productive!  We had an excellent adventure (without Bill and Ted) to the Temple.  I wanted some photographs of the kids and the temple.  I knew that Saturday we were taking photos but the temple had a special meaning to me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also decided on a December Sealing.  We want to renew our vows, and this just seemed the most opportune time to do this.   After two months of coping, grieving, and just trying to rise above the heavy dark clouds that linger over us, we decided that this was our hardest battle to date, and while most families tend to part ways, when they lose a child, we pulled together.  I had a new profound love for Christopher that reached beyond my vows that I took seven years ago.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church has brought us closer as well, and now, we feel is the time to get sealed for time and all eternity.  I figure, if I can put up with his temper, his embarrassing jokes, and his quick (often times getting him into trouble) wit, I can deal with it for all eternity.  But lets not forget that puts up with me wanting to rearrange furniture at every opportunity, declutterize the house (meaning his stuff eventually landed in a tiny corner in the kitchen and in the garage) and of course, my need to have the house SPOTLESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we decided on a White Christmas theme for the reception.  Bing Crosby and the red and white frocks... nothing says Christmas than that!!  Of course, that means christmas tree's surrounded everywhere, and if I could afford it, I would have a snow blowing machine in the parking lot just to give it the special touch (thats the planner in me), but budget wise... I may have to bring out my snow cone machine and settle on a bowl of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our photo shoot went GREAT and man, we have the best pictures ever...EVER!   Ben Ashby Photography is the up and coming Photographer to the stars!  He will be making a cameo in this years Issue of Goodrum Letters from Home.  So, be on the look out!  He's an awesome guy, great attitude, and works fantastic with kids... also can be a bit authoritive with those fiesty kids... luckly, Officer Ashby didn't have to threaten Jail Time on Conner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the pics are posted, and I hope you enjoy them.  There is a lot, but we just love all of them, and had to narrow down the 600 to 70!  LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a shout out to my family in Canada, OC and Texas... Miss ya guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3457997102135230188-5297547784551720052?l=kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/feeds/5297547784551720052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/5297547784551720052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3457997102135230188/posts/default/5297547784551720052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelliegoodrum.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m a blogger'/><author><name>Kellie's Kreations</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12235832022615966065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gyhPX42KrLY/S010F9h0ubI/AAAAAAAAABw/4cC566z1bQA/S220/IMG_0361.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
