<?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-1473482397395054172</id><updated>2011-09-15T07:43:12.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dealing With the Deals</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-1547592326621147909</id><published>2009-02-06T13:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:09:37.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SYyPTZ5oiDI/AAAAAAAAADE/CJHNLihhV2c/s1600-h/pn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299768425041135666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SYyPTZ5oiDI/AAAAAAAAADE/CJHNLihhV2c/s320/pn1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Popcorn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;We recently celebrated the 100th day of school. For a math lesson I had my mom come in and make old fashioned popcorn like they used to make in the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;80s&lt;/span&gt;. My class says that all the time and it makes me feel so old. I nicely remind them that a long time ago was like in the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;50s&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;60s&lt;/span&gt; NOT the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;80s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, mom brought the same pan that she popped it in for me as a kid. Yes it is still in one piece and no it is not an antique.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;We counted kernels and then the popped corn and then we ate it of course. It was so delicious!! It is one of those foods that bring back memories. Like the drive- in movies or being able to see the state school fireworks from our front yard. Now the trees are to high and we have to get closer to see. Even better, watching Dukes of Hazard and Dallas on Friday nights after we had been treated to frozen pizza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     Popcorn made on the stove is something that kids these days have not been exposed to. We were reading a Little House on the Prairie Book and they talked about what a treat it was when Ma made them popcorn on the stove. One of my kids said, "Well how do you do that?" So I decided it was time they knew how it was done way back in the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;80s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; It turned out to be quiet the lesson and now the lost art of &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;making &lt;/span&gt;popcorn on the stove is out of the vault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-1547592326621147909?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/1547592326621147909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=1547592326621147909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/1547592326621147909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/1547592326621147909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2009/02/popcorn-we-recently-celebrated-100th.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SYyPTZ5oiDI/AAAAAAAAADE/CJHNLihhV2c/s72-c/pn1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-4284295222642238985</id><published>2009-01-29T12:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:57:41.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is a week to long to celebrate your birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SYH8kQCROTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/azFfT6vl_X4/s1600-h/jb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296792336474388786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SYH8kQCROTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/azFfT6vl_X4/s320/jb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I celebrated yet another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;birthday on Tuesday. Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Heying&lt;/span&gt; I like my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;still. I like to look at it as my birthday week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;instead of just 1 day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well this year mine started Thursday. My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;long lost sister Carri &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me with a visit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She has recently moved to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DeSoto&lt;/span&gt;, Mo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;and I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;only get to see her like once a month now. So&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she was like the celebrity that kicked off the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Opening &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ceremonies&lt;/span&gt;" to my birthday week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The next special birthday event happened Saturday morning. Two of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; teacher friends in the world from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sedalia&lt;/span&gt; called me and wanted to take me to lunch at my favorite place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sedalia&lt;/span&gt;, Patricia's. I love the Chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Chimmichonga&lt;/span&gt;.It is so yummy and not to mention the spectacular way they arrange it on the plate. ( Amy, Mindy and Shawna know what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; talking about). Anyway , It was so great to see Amy and Mindy and catch up and talk about old times. Amy and I always compete to see who has better drama in their life. I think I won this time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Plus they paid for lunch and I got fried ice cream because it was my birthday week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay so now I am full and enjoying the sunny drive back to Marshall. "What a great week to have a birthday", I thought. I get home and everyone is relaxing, napping or playing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The evening was approaching and that meant dinner. Jeremy wanted to go to Brunswick to Sherri's for seafood but you know guess what? I don't like see food and it is MY birthday week so we decided on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Applebee's&lt;/span&gt;. I wanted to go there mostly because I might get another free dessert. I love dessert!! sing to me all you want just hand over the chocolate when you are finished. Well, I guess the waiter thought Jeremy was kidding when he told him it was my Birthday because they all came out singing with this delicious martini glass filled with ice cream and sprinkles and chocolate syrup and they passed right by our table. Can you believe it?Me neither! Actually I was pretty full from lunch still so I just let it go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, the night was young (just like me) and we were headed to Sister Cherri's to play cards or games, I thought. When we got there I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;shocked&lt;/span&gt; to see some of my closest friends (including my BFF, Crystal) and family gather to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; me. At first I thought wait a minute I'm NOT 40, am I? No of course not. I am still 29 (right?!?!?!?!?) Seriously, I was thrilled that everyone was there just for me. Do you know what the best part was?.......well I'll tell you. My 14 year old daughter planned the whole thing. I tell you she is an amazing young lady!!! She did it all. If you don't already have a Macy in your life you really should get one. Mine is NOT FOR SALE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We had a great time playing Apples to Apples, Catch Phrase and the guys even played a little poker. The food was delicious and the party was awesome. Thanks Macy, LUVS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So the big day was right around the corner and I truly could not have asked for anything more. But there was...........more. I started the day off with a fresh from the oven, warm, made-with-love-by-Patsy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cinnamon&lt;/span&gt; roll. (Yes I know your mouth is watering) It was almost better than S#X. Then Jeremy came and ate lunch with me at school. The kids at school sang happy birthday at least 10 times to me. It was like being the Queen for a day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay, are you wondering about the cupcake at the beginning of this ever so long blog?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, my sister Cherri delivered this cute little box to me after school and it had 6 of these little darlings in it. Pinch me! Am I dreaming? I have died and gone to chocolate heaven. I am sure you will take my word for it that they were delicious, delicious, delicious!!! She picked them up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Sedalia&lt;/span&gt; from non other than "The Cake Lady". She has her own bakery now. I am not sure what it is called or where it is and that is probably for the best. By the way, if you don't have a Sister Cherri in your life you need one of those too. Her heart is so kind and she is just an amazing person. If you don't know her you need to meet her because your life will be better with her in it. Mine is!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well as the evening approached we went and had a couple of drinks with my little brother at his favorite hang out. He fills another place in my heart that no one else ever could. I'll Blog about him another time. After drinks Jeremy made supper (Fried Tenderloins and french fries).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The we got the kids all to bed and watched Fireproof. If you haven't seen it, see it. It hit very close to home and reminded us how lucky we are to have each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All I can say now is that it will be pretty hard to top this Birthday Week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank you to everyone who called, came by, sent a card or email or message, thought of me on that day, cooked for me, or planned anything. I am very lucky to have all of you in my life!&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/1473482397395054172-4284295222642238985?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/4284295222642238985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=4284295222642238985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/4284295222642238985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/4284295222642238985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-celebrated-yet-another-birthday-on.html' title='Is a week to long to celebrate your birthday!'/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SYH8kQCROTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/azFfT6vl_X4/s72-c/jb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-8465480964026793212</id><published>2009-01-26T11:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:46:13.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SX4Bckqt1lI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9VDD7AbA-g8/s1600-h/IMG_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295671802225088082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SX4Bckqt1lI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9VDD7AbA-g8/s320/IMG_0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHARACTER ANXIETY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Regan&lt;/span&gt;. She is the middle child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ever since she was a toddler she was&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;terrified of people in costumes. You know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Santa, Easter Bunny, Smokey the Bear, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bugs Bunny, Even the tooth fairy. She &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;would not put the tooth under her pillow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She put it in a baggie on the kitchen table. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She did not want the tooth fairy anywhere&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;near her room.  Well, last week KC Wolf visited our school.  She thought he was the funniest thing. She 1st volunteered to hold a sign that represented the food guide pyramid. When they were finished with that she took a huge bow for the audience. Then when it was time for questions she asked if she could try his costume on....... what is this child with character anxiety thinking???? Either she was going to have a huge panic attack once she started to put it on or she was cured of her disorder. As it turns out she had a blast wearing the much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;over sized&lt;/span&gt; costume and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;crowd&lt;/span&gt; thought she was hilarious. The shoes were so big she had to be laid down to put them on. Size 22 I believe. So the KC Chiefs might not have had a winning season but KC Wolf did an excellent job in winning Regan over. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-8465480964026793212?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/8465480964026793212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=8465480964026793212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/8465480964026793212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/8465480964026793212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2009/01/character-anxiety-this-is-regan.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SX4Bckqt1lI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9VDD7AbA-g8/s72-c/IMG_0091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-4932879893692646204</id><published>2009-01-19T15:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:49:03.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>She's ALIVE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hello! My name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kendi&lt;/span&gt; Deal and I have not blogged for 6 months and 15 days.&lt;br /&gt;I am ashamed and have on excuses. I thought I would be a better blogger but&lt;br /&gt;obviously not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;..... here I go! Starting over and attempting to be a better blogger&lt;br /&gt;in 2009!&lt;br /&gt;Let's Catch up......&lt;br /&gt;I am a Mom of 3, wife of 1, 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;/3rd teacher of 8, b-team cheerleader &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sponsor&lt;/span&gt;, student council &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sponsor&lt;/span&gt; and I&lt;br /&gt;do Parents as Teachers part time. That might shed some light on why I haven't blogged for so long.&lt;br /&gt;The Deals' had a fairly quiet 2008. We went to The Great Wolf Lodge in Feb. The kids always enjoy swimming in the winter. We spent most of our summer at the pool and relaxing once summer school was over. Last fall was pretty busy for me because I had to go to training for PAT a couple of different times. One training was in St. Louis for a week and the other one was in Springfield for 2 days. I thought it was great but my kids and Jeremy didn't feel the same way. Life isn't the same when Dad is in charge.&lt;br /&gt;The holidays were here before we knew it and we had a great Christmas. The kids got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; from Santa and that was a big hit. Jeremy and I spent New Years in St. Louis at a bed and breakfast. It was our 3rd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Anniversary&lt;/span&gt; and our 1st time staying at a Bed and Breakfast. It was different. I don't know that we would do it again. We weren't used to not having a T.V. , radio, clock, shower and a bathtub at the foot of the bed. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; an Anniversary that we will remember.&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to believe that January is almost over. The years seem to go by much faster as I get older.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Happy 2009 and I'll be talking to you sooner than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-4932879893692646204?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/4932879893692646204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=4932879893692646204&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/4932879893692646204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/4932879893692646204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2009/01/shes-alive.html' title='She&apos;s ALIVE!!!!'/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-8655097769417172791</id><published>2008-07-04T11:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T11:38:32.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyday is a gift!&lt;br /&gt;There was a terrible accident in my neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;yesterday afternoon. Three teenagers were driving what&lt;br /&gt;appears to be over the speed limit and lost control and hit a tree.&lt;br /&gt;Two of the teens died. One was 15 and the other was 18.&lt;br /&gt;You know what they say about things happening alittle to close to home.&lt;br /&gt;Well this was literaly to close to home for me because it was 3 houses down&lt;br /&gt;from me. I pulled into my driveway to find my street closed and emergancy&lt;br /&gt;vehicles lined up at the scene. A lady across the street was the first at the scene&lt;br /&gt;and was pretty shaken.&lt;br /&gt;My heart goes out to all the families. I can't even begin to imagine what they are going through&lt;br /&gt;right now and for the rest of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a reading my blog please take some time and say a prayer for these families as they go through this tragidy that none of us ever want to have to go through.&lt;br /&gt;Also, let this remind us that everyday is a gift and we should not take the moments we have with our children forgranted. Tell them that you love them everyday and thank God for blessing you with a family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-8655097769417172791?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/8655097769417172791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=8655097769417172791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/8655097769417172791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/8655097769417172791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2008/07/everyday-is-gift-there-was-terrible.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-7231629651364943123</id><published>2008-06-30T17:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:41:40.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Logan and Nathanial sliding and Connor is running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;back to go again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SGljEr-yg4I/AAAAAAAAABw/fMMiU9IA7yM/s1600-h/slip+and+slide+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217810575462138754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SGljEr-yg4I/AAAAAAAAABw/fMMiU9IA7yM/s320/slip+and+slide+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-7231629651364943123?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/7231629651364943123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=7231629651364943123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-8508574460891392585</id><published>2008-06-30T17:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:41:40.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Quick take the picture so we can go play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SGlhQSQDj_I/AAAAAAAAABo/1_Dut1it21o/s1600-h/slip+and+slide+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217808575690412018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SGlhQSQDj_I/AAAAAAAAABo/1_Dut1it21o/s320/slip+and+slide+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-8508574460891392585?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SGlhQSQDj_I/AAAAAAAAABo/1_Dut1it21o/s72-c/slip+and+slide+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-2861596082442724753</id><published>2008-06-30T17:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:41:40.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Logan slippin. Regan and Connor laughin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SGlgvfYtmxI/AAAAAAAAABg/mIWBbaxKBAA/s1600-h/slip+and+slide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217808012280699666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SGlgvfYtmxI/AAAAAAAAABg/mIWBbaxKBAA/s320/slip+and+slide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-2861596082442724753?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/2861596082442724753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=2861596082442724753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/2861596082442724753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/2861596082442724753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2008/06/logan-slippin.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SGlgvfYtmxI/AAAAAAAAABg/mIWBbaxKBAA/s72-c/slip+and+slide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-5963340075336489282</id><published>2008-06-30T17:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:41:40.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh what fun it is to slide under Nathanial's legs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SGlf11IixmI/AAAAAAAAABY/3hbPVdS-STQ/s1600-h/slip4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217807021686048354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SGlf11IixmI/AAAAAAAAABY/3hbPVdS-STQ/s320/slip4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-5963340075336489282?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/5963340075336489282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=5963340075336489282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/5963340075336489282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/5963340075336489282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-what-fun-it-is-to-slide-under.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/SGlf11IixmI/AAAAAAAAABY/3hbPVdS-STQ/s72-c/slip4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-4632739802688452963</id><published>2008-06-29T22:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T22:43:58.095-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer has officially started at the Deal house</title><content type='html'>As of 3:00 Friday afternoon I am officially on summer break.&lt;br /&gt;It is time for me to sleep in and the kids try to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;Our plans are to swim, swim ,swim!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have made a list of 10 things I would like to accomplish around&lt;br /&gt;the house this summer. If I write things down I do a better job of sticking&lt;br /&gt;to them.&lt;br /&gt;Macy and Regan both have June Birthdays so we rapped them up with a family dinner&lt;br /&gt;tonight. It was delicious thanks to Billy the BBQ master. He grilled chicken that was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And he made homeade ice cream. It was sooooo good.&lt;br /&gt;Regan got a slip-n-slide and the kids had an absolute blast playing on it. Even my nephew that is a senior busted out his trunks and took his turn slipping and sliding. It is amazing what a big piece of plastic and some water can do to entertain kids.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to add some pictures tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I got for tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-4632739802688452963?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/4632739802688452963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=4632739802688452963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/4632739802688452963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/4632739802688452963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-has-officially-started-at-deal.html' title='Summer has officially started at the Deal house'/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-8203353416681450426</id><published>2008-06-24T13:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T14:13:02.749-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mornings</title><content type='html'>Since I have had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; of teaching summer school we&lt;br /&gt;are still getting up early. Everyone has adjusted to it except for&lt;br /&gt;little Miss. Regan. She still fights it every morning. Logan is up&lt;br /&gt;ready to eat or fart on someone, Macy is quiet but up but oh not Regan.&lt;br /&gt;I have to set her clothes out, turn the light on, turn the light off because it&lt;br /&gt;is to bright, listen to her complain about the clothes I picked out, hear&lt;br /&gt;her scold me because the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;capris&lt;/span&gt; she wants are not clean, find the right comb to fix her hair...&lt;br /&gt;It goes on and on!! It ends up me yelling at here because her ride is waiting for her. She leaves&lt;br /&gt;screaming and crying and I need a drink and it isn't even 7:30.&lt;br /&gt;She goes gets in the car with Crystal and all is great. She is calm, happy and ready for&lt;br /&gt;a great day. Seriously, if all the drama is for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;benefit&lt;/span&gt;, I can do without it!!!&lt;br /&gt;So one day last week we were really having it out. It was time to go and she was not ready.&lt;br /&gt;First she couldn't find her shoes. Then she found them and didn't want to wear them. Next she needed her bag. Then her markers and crayons. This went on and on. I was doing the whole yelling her full name thing "REGAN ELIZABETH DEAL" come on now!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess Logan had all he could take so he started mocking me but he didn't quit get the whole name thing out just right. He said, " Regan Eliza&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bitch" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;! I just about lost it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so serious and had no idea what he had said.&lt;br /&gt;Only 3 more mornings left then we will be sleeping in and it will be me that the kids are yelling at to get up. I can't wait!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-8203353416681450426?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/8203353416681450426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=8203353416681450426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/8203353416681450426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/8203353416681450426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2008/06/mornings.html' title='Mornings'/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-4341059456617043559</id><published>2008-06-10T20:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T21:27:26.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deal Families' June Newsletter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here's the truth. I check everyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;elses&lt;/span&gt; blog almost daily to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;what is going on in their life and I get disappointed when I find out that they haven't blogged in like a month or so. I never check my own. Why would I ? I know what is going on in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I figure I blog once a month and that is plenty for me. My life isn't that interesting. Then I think is that what all those other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; that I check daily think? I live for the laughs and pictures that all the others have to share. Is there anyone out there that is as lame as me and follows this same daily blog checking routine only to not post my own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Deal Family newsletter for June&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;June 2 Summer school begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am teaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-K kiddos. Regan is doing an arts and crafts class and a books are fun class .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Macy is working with 3rd graders doing her A+ hours. Logan is spending his day with his older cousins just hanging out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In the evenings we are at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ball field&lt;/span&gt; watching either Jeremy play slow pitch softball or Macy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;play optimist softball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;On the weekends we swim every chance we get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh yeah, My sister Cherri and I started walking every night ( okay almost every).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;June 15 is Macy's 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday. She is having a sleepover at her Dad's ( Praise the Lord!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last year she had 12 girls spend the night. They ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;, sang loud and off key, took showers after they had a huge mud and sand fight, stayed up all night.... need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am thinking we will have a small family dinner on this end and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;costco&lt;/span&gt; cake of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;June 15 is also Father's Day. Isn't that the day the kids get to spend the whole day with their Dad's doing Dad things? I thought so!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Regan's Birthday is June 27. She will be 6. She wants a sleepover again. We had one last year and they partied like rock stars till about 3:00am. I finally had to make them put in a movie and go to bed. I think we will take some girls to Libby Lou instead this year. She doesn't know this yet. Maybe it can be a Surprise! Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;SURPRISE&lt;/span&gt; you are not having a sleep over. YOU have to understand that this c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hild&lt;/span&gt; is a social butterfly and she makes the plans and I usually just taxi her around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The last day of summer school is also June 27. Then we will really be pool rats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well that's all I got for June. If things get more interesting I'll be sure to BLOG IT. Yeah right.You can hold your breath if you want to but I wouldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-4341059456617043559?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/4341059456617043559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=4341059456617043559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/4341059456617043559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/4341059456617043559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2008/06/deal-families-june-newsletter.html' title='The Deal Families&apos; June Newsletter'/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-4587658370593017076</id><published>2008-05-06T08:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T09:14:20.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Time to Make Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hello! It's me again. I hope no one has hotlined me for blog abuse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I could say I've been busy but the truth is I've been lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DISFUNCTIONAL or NOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My oldest daughter Macy is getting ready to graduate from middle school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;She has told everyone she has come in contact with that she wants a surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;party and gifts. Lots of gifts. I decided that she was right she did deserve to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;celebrate the end of her middle school years and the beginning of a new era.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So we planned the party a week before graduation. She would be spending the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;weekend at her Dad's and he could bring her in and she would never suspect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a thing. Her Dad and I have been divorced since she was about 4 so part of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;surprise was that both sides of her family had gathered together at one place in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;her honor. We have not been together like that since her third birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;It turned out to be an amazing day as disfunctional as it might sound. We all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ate, played volleyball,shared memories, ate some more and enjoyed the beautiful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Macy is a very special young lady and her family is very important to her so this day was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;one that I am sure she will remember the rest of her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;When parents get divorced it is important to remember that when the dust settles the kids &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;are still standing there loving both parents the same. It is up to the parents to work through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;their own problems and make a life for the children that shows them that you still respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;each other as adults and can work together to raise them even though you are not living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;in the same house.  The step parents also have to be understanding and compassionate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;when it comes to the children.Their attitude is just as important as the actual parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; I do realize that every situation is different but the kids are still just kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;They didn't ask to be part of a divorce or any other drama that parents have in their live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I am thankful that Macy knows that she can always count on her Mom and her Dad no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;matter where we live or what is going on in our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-4587658370593017076?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/4587658370593017076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=4587658370593017076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/4587658370593017076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/4587658370593017076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2008/05/take-time-to-make-time.html' title='Take Time to Make Time'/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-3348222845567151609</id><published>2008-04-04T12:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T13:07:44.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Fool's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;April Fool's Day is always a fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;day for those of us that like to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;a laugh at others expence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My oldest daughter, Macy pulled one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;over on her Aunt Cherri and let me tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;you she was pretty proud of herself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;She called Cherri afterschool and told &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;her she had twisted her ankle in gym &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;class and when she did she heard it pop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Of course, Cherri being the caring person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;came right over to assess the situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;When she got there Macy was jumping up and down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;cracking up and said, "April Fools!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cherri was about to beat her!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wonder where Macy gets her sence of humor???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Earlier that day I told my 2nd and 3rd grade class that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;we were taking naps. They all got comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;spread out all over the classroom. I turned off the lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;and was quit comfy myself. After about 5 minutes I said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;"We don't take naps in 2nd and 3rd grade, APRIL FOOLS!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Later that night my Mom called and I answered the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Super 8" She was fluster and said she had the wrong number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When she called back I was cracking up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;She was not impressed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have to tell you about the best on ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;April Fool's Day fell on a Sunday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have 4 nephews that were and middle school and high school at that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I started by calling Cody. I told him that I had heard on KMMO that a water main broke near the school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and there would be no school tomorrow. He was soooooooo excited!!!! He got off the phone and started calling all his friends. I tried to call right back but the line was busy for a while. When I finally got him I was laughing so hard I could hardly talk. I said April Fools and he hung up on me. He was soooo mad at me. I still get tickled when I think about it. He still does think I am funny at all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I love to make people laugh especially myself!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-3348222845567151609?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/3348222845567151609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=3348222845567151609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/3348222845567151609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/3348222845567151609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fools-day-april-fools-day-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-3072113520120535009</id><published>2008-03-05T14:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:54:55.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Diet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;On January 2, 2008 I made a promise to myself that I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;would start a diet and stick to it. I decided to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;with Weight Watchers because I have done it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;before and been successful. I decided to not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;spend the money on going to the meetings because I had all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;the information that I needed and I seriously didn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;think that weighing in front of someone else was going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;to be what gave me the strength to stick to it this time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I was determined to make a change!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;It is now March and I have lost &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;18 pounds&lt;/span&gt;.That is the total amount of all 3 of my kids when they were born. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;So no more excuses of carrying around baby fat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feel free to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lap&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cheer&lt;/span&gt; ,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hoop and Hollar&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;email me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;call me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tell everyone you know!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I am sooooo proud of the will power that I have found. I have no idea where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;it was hiding ( probably under one of the 4 backs that I USED to have) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I feel better, eat better, like getting dressed more in the morning ( now I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;more choices of what to wear. They are old choices but I haven't seen them in a while), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;and people are noticing and applauding my hard work and that feels great!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I still enjoy food don't get me wrong. I just manage my menu better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Like for example I have eating at the Olive Garden and I ate what I usually eat salad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;bread sticks and Fet. Alfredo. However during the day before I go there I eat light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I try to keep my points down by eating free stuff. I don't starve. I just make smart choices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;so I can enjoy my dinner. Here's another tip. Did you know you can get a salad with your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;extra value meals at McDonald's. You can! And they have a really good Italian dressing that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;is 0 points. A plain grilled chicken extra value meal is only 7 points. That is a treat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't forget the Special K protein water. It will hold you over if you are hungry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I like the strawberry one the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;If you want any more info on the diet email me and I will be happy to share all my secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I almost forgot. I haven't started exercising yet. So this 18 pounds was all about how I ate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I do plan to start walking soon. REALLY!!!! I WILL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;So to those of you struggling with getting into that swimsuit this summer it can be done!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I have only been on this diet for 8 weeks and look what you can do if you stick your mind to it!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;12 weeks till school is out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good Luck!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-3072113520120535009?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/3072113520120535009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=3072113520120535009&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/3072113520120535009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/3072113520120535009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2008/03/diet.html' title='The Diet'/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-202497233029292871</id><published>2008-03-03T09:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:41:41.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wUYyeBGII/AAAAAAAAAAk/LblWzAcM-SI/s1600-h/logan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173532488038946946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wUYyeBGII/AAAAAAAAAAk/LblWzAcM-SI/s320/logan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is Logan. He is the baby of the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;He was the best baby in the world!!! Seriously!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was amazed at how content he was with all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;caos&lt;/span&gt; in our house. Keep in mind we had a 10 year old,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;a 14 month and a newborn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now I look back on those days and it is all a blur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I mostly think about holding him for hours after supper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I spoiled him I know but I needed that time for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;He was so little and life was so crazy. It was as if the whole world stopped when we were snuggling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Logan is 4 now and he loves playing the drums and guitar, riding his dirt bike, golfing with Dad, playing basketball and baseball and hanging out with his much older cousins. He is extremely active but at the end of the day he still has time to snuggle with his Mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-202497233029292871?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/202497233029292871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=202497233029292871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/202497233029292871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/202497233029292871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2008/03/baby.html' title='The Baby'/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wUYyeBGII/AAAAAAAAAAk/LblWzAcM-SI/s72-c/logan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-423048905171309924</id><published>2008-02-29T13:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:41:41.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oldest Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8hWjSeBGHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5KAAA07bDPQ/s1600-h/macy1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172479336288163954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8hWjSeBGHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5KAAA07bDPQ/s320/macy1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is Macy. She is 13 and in 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Grade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As a little girl she was very shy and reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Her teachers would always comment on what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a good role model she was for her peers.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last summer she became a teenager and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she entered into a new stage of her life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Her teachers still say she is a good role model but now they comment on what a great sense of humor she has developed and the how compassionate she is in everything she does.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Macy is not a "groupie" or "click" type of girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She looks past the shell of people and into their soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She finds good qualities in everyone and that is why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she is so special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Macy is my daughter and my teacher. My teacher of parenting, life,friendships, hope and growing up. There is no place I could go to learn the things I have learned from being her Mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She will always be my first love!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-423048905171309924?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/423048905171309924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=423048905171309924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/423048905171309924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/423048905171309924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2008/02/oldest-child.html' title='The Oldest Child'/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8hWjSeBGHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5KAAA07bDPQ/s72-c/macy1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1473482397395054172.post-1825238447015993515</id><published>2008-02-28T09:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:41:41.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Middle Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8bSybWiGJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pr-ew3n9af4/s1600-h/Regan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172052985859152018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8bSybWiGJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pr-ew3n9af4/s320/Regan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This is Regan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;With her, what you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;see is what you get. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;She loves being active.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;She dances, cheers, sings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;plays basketball, does laundry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;plays mother to everyone and offers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;advice even if you don't need it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Regan is the one we will depend on to keep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;everyone in line when it comes down to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;She is the one that might actually hear the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Your Going to Hollywood!" someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1473482397395054172-1825238447015993515?l=kendideal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/feeds/1825238447015993515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1473482397395054172&amp;postID=1825238447015993515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/1825238447015993515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1473482397395054172/posts/default/1825238447015993515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kendideal.blogspot.com/2008/02/middle-child.html' title='The Middle Child'/><author><name>Jeremy&amp;amp;KendiDealFamilyBlog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13593442606735665005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8wZQyeBGKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/dw0fwqNWYz8/S220/all.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1fmqkEtMe5s/R8bSybWiGJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pr-ew3n9af4/s72-c/Regan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
