<?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-8254943</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:26:16.998-05:00</updated><category term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>The Crafty Cat</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about the insanity of it all, thrown in with a dash of sanity when I am working with my hands.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-6474154826043803409</id><published>2008-12-08T13:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:04:26.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world~</title><content type='html'>I don't know why it takes so long for me to blog. I really like blogging. It is a great release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I am still getting over a very bad bout of bronchitis. I'm still feeling very week from not getting enough sleep. However the past two nights have been very restful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a few things done that I am crocheting currently. Including a few gifts for online pals that have been promised ... like forever!! They were just on the back burner, but I am rounding up all WIPs and getting a move on finishing them before starting something new. Don't worry I will share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gotta run, and take a shower. Maybe I'll be able to surprise my husband with a home cooked meal tonight if I make it to the market. He has been so kind in taking care of me, as well as working. The dear guy ordered me to stay in bed all week last week. Only doing what needed to be done with the pets. That's one area he hates. Other than that he did dishes, made soup, or called out, and had to work. I'm very lucky to have him. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs to all!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are all on Santa's good list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-6474154826043803409?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/6474154826043803409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=6474154826043803409&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/6474154826043803409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/6474154826043803409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-world.html' title='Hello world~'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-8244571567288428617</id><published>2008-11-05T13:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:43:28.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes we can!</title><content type='html'>I am very happy to live in the USA today! Very!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-8244571567288428617?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8244571567288428617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=8244571567288428617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/8244571567288428617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/8244571567288428617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-we-can.html' title='Yes we can!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-5428099138202702040</id><published>2008-09-17T10:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:05:07.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What does your name mean??</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Kelly Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.&lt;br /&gt;People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;br /&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;br /&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-5428099138202702040?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/5428099138202702040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=5428099138202702040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/5428099138202702040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/5428099138202702040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-does-your-name-mean.html' title='What does your name mean??'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-1098116893628096131</id><published>2008-08-10T12:56:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T13:26:53.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit it's been a long time!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I realize I've been a bad blogger. I guess I didn't think anyone really cared, and I started sounding whiney to myself... so I stopped for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot's has been going on in my life. Concerning my kid, my health, and Ravelry... which by the way takes up much of my life in such a good way. Ravelry consumes my mind from thinking about my real problems. Do yourself a favor, and join if you haven't already. My name is Kellycat over there, look me up and just say hi. I promise not to bite! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet Chloe (my pup) was sick, and I didn't think her immune system would recover. Well homeopathy, and some tender lovin care has turned my girl around. I'm sooo happy! Also a big thanks to &lt;a href="http://knittykittykat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kenyetta&lt;/a&gt; my pal for the brewers yeast suggestion as well. It has been added to Chloe's vitamin regiment, and it has helped in her health improvement all around. I suppose it helped everything else start working faster. Her skin has also improved greatly, and I appreciated the nudging!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently working on projects for the Ravelympics, and it has made me want to crochet all the more. I'm so happy to have the hook in my hand again. Also hanging out with such a big knitting crowd has wetted my appetite to learn that as well. I really think the two arts can compliment eachother, especially when used on the same project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to life, and getting some things done around the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all that read~ Kelly/Kellycat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-1098116893628096131?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1098116893628096131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=1098116893628096131&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/1098116893628096131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/1098116893628096131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2008/08/shit-its-been-long-time.html' title='Shit it&apos;s been a long time!!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-1684638271939922881</id><published>2007-12-28T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T13:53:40.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Away to long~</title><content type='html'>It seems as if no one really bothers with their blogs anymore. I'm sorta guilty of doing this, but perhaps for different reasons. I don't like the idea that Ravelry automatically shows your new posts. I suppose it is for the die hard crafter that likes to blog about projects. Everyone knows that isn't me. This is more of a personal space. Sorry no crafty content today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really shared this with many... because hey it just isn't something you want to bum people out about on the holidays. However I will share that my last great crochet teacher has died. My Grandma has gone straight to heaven, and I am sure she is smiling down on me. I'm ok with it, but I will miss her for the rest of my life. She died on the 23rd, of December which is why I haven't shared with anyone. She went in her sleep which is the way that most of us should go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back shortly to clean up the blog, and to put a winter theme in my picture to the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I didn't wish anyone a Merry Christmas. I hope you all understand now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that every one has a "Happy New Year", and please don't drink and drive!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-1684638271939922881?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1684638271939922881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=1684638271939922881&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/1684638271939922881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/1684638271939922881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/12/away-to-long.html' title='Away to long~'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-1325310828325317455</id><published>2007-11-14T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T13:04:34.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Won't you play?</title><content type='html'>I participated in the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;PAY IT FORWARD&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;a href="http://dixieredheaded.blogspot.com/"&gt;Serenity Now's &lt;/a&gt;(Dixie Red Head's) Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way it works: I will send a handmade gift to the first 3 people who leave a comment on my blog for this post. You don't have to be a regular commenter, as long as you can get me your address by e-mail. I don't know what you will be getting yet... but as the rules state, you will receive it within 365 days. Probably after the Christmas rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing you have to do in return is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;PAY IT FORWARD&lt;/span&gt; yourself by making the same promise on your blog/site. Come on and join. This will be fun if you love getting presents in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you join the fun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-1325310828325317455?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1325310828325317455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=1325310828325317455&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/1325310828325317455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/1325310828325317455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-participated-in-pay-it-forward-on.html' title='Won&apos;t you play?'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-1869538841572665782</id><published>2007-10-19T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T12:44:38.657-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting.....</title><content type='html'>Ok I'm getting a lot of flack from a certain someone (won't mention the name) that I don't post enough. Agreed! I just don't have much in the way of crafty goodness to show you lately that is all (as usual). I'm sowwy! Forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of work is being done on the house. The decisions were made super quick last week, but they were projects that we had planned for a very long time. The siding was ripped off the front of the house, completely boarded up, and of course insulated. Yesterday the rest of the windows with the exception of the attic were installed. Today a big porch roof is being put up, and there are some big strong scarey looking guys outside. With that said I am staying inside. I should be taking some pictures, but they don't speak english very well (Polish), and I don't know if they would like that. I will take some later though, and you can see the bones of my porch for yourself. Oh I can't wait to sit out there and crochet, or surf the net. It will be wonderful! The stress is killing me right now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now! Thanks K for caring to remind me to post once in a while~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-1869538841572665782?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1869538841572665782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=1869538841572665782&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/1869538841572665782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/1869538841572665782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/10/posting.html' title='Posting.....'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-3277212652344991844</id><published>2007-10-10T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:59:52.989-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ravelry Pressure!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt; is worth the wait people! Trust me on this one. The place is amazing as many of you already know. There is just so many things that make you want to move those hands with some nice soft yarn sliding between them. It's amazing. Get on the list or else you won't get in. Please all Crocheters out there JOIN! We have to keep the number even with the knitters, till we all can do both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among all of the projects that people are making/designing/showing off... there are just so many great people on there. Making life a pleasant co-existance with all of your familiar friends. All the big shot groups are all in one place, making it easy to keep current with your favorite group as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know... I know just another person tooting the horn for Ravelry, but it really is a very creative place to be. It's also highly addictive, and hard to get off of the computer so please be cautioned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Wednesday Eve to all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-3277212652344991844?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/3277212652344991844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=3277212652344991844&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/3277212652344991844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/3277212652344991844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/10/ravelry-pressure.html' title='Ravelry Pressure!!!!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-5708947077762234002</id><published>2007-09-20T14:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T14:35:42.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there anybody out there??</title><content type='html'>Hello All~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry that once again I have been a bad blogger. As many of you know my life is hectic in strange ways, so please excuse my ignorance of my blog lately. Frankly I don't know why any one of you would want to read it, but hey I do get some responses, and that is worth something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel a bit better about my world. :) I think that is a good thing. Naturally being a woman I don't feel so great about my body lately... but heck most of us don't so why bother dwelling on stuff that we can't immediately change. My husband who is normally skinny as a bean pole, and in my opinion still is has the same issues. He is terribly congeous of his little beer belly. I guess it is because he doesn't drink. Who knows? I'm thinking that since we are the same age that probably has something to do with the whole weight gain thing. Now atleast I may have a live in partner where weight is problem. You have no idea how frustrating it is to be on a diet and watch your husband eat anything that he wants without worry. So now we just laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not I'm still working on potholders over here in Jersey! They are nice and quick to make, and I plan on giving them as gifts with some food items for Christmas. Sugar and Cream is now on sale this week at your local A.C. Moore for $1.19!!! Woo hoo..... just wish that I could find some freaking orange! If anyone has any give me a holla will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My puppy is doing ok. I can't seem to get rid of the mange (not contageous) completely on my own. I'm still trying though. Funny thing is she is getting use to getting lots of baths now, and kinda looks forward to it. Isn't that weird for a dog? I know I have my kitties still, and I love them dearly but dogs are just so heart tugging. I don't want to leave the house for long periods of time. It really sucks! In a good way.... I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I blogged about it, but I was considering for some time trying to have another child. That friggin clock was ticking really loud for some reason when I hit 40. Then I got the dog, and said hell no! This is enough kid for me! I've been through the diaper thing already, now the baby (dog) occasionally pees on the floor. Thats ok with me, as long as I don't hear screaming in the middle of the night. Wow now I'm remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter Chris is still sitting on the fence about whether or not it is working out with the bf. We really are going crazy with this situation. My Mom is playing games, and I don't want to get into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that life is good.... because Andy Pettitte hit 200 last night in Yankee Stadium!!! haha Karen!!! Besides that we are now not worried about that stupid wild card anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-5708947077762234002?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/5708947077762234002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=5708947077762234002&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/5708947077762234002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/5708947077762234002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-there-anybody-out-there.html' title='Is there anybody out there??'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-7843044252882110684</id><published>2007-08-16T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T10:38:23.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad blogger!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry to anyone that has checked in on my silly blog and has seen how bad I have become once again with blogging. Bad me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all of your comments on my chicken. Finally I had the guts to show you all that I really do crochet with something silly, and you all were nice enough to say hello. Even some of you that I never met before. My hat is off to you! Thank you! The flowers... well they fell off the door and the dog ate some of them. Most came back up, but they weren't pretty anymore. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things have been going on in my house, as some of you may know. My daughter moved back!!! Yah - Then my daughter moved out!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been crazy over here in Jersey. Can't get much done with my head in a cloud, so I am at a stand still right now. I have been enjoying visiting all of your blogs whenever my butt gets to sneak online. I have been pretty good about leaving comments and such, so know that you are all in my thoughts. Some of you, more than others, as you are having some really difficult times right now. I'm always here to email!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like something is always going wrong for me, but I am keeping my chin high, and I am not feeling sorry for myself this time. I do feel incredibly bad for my daughter. I really feel that I must kiss and makeup with her, but I also think that she needs to learn a lesson about the hardship of life. Not the life that your parent's continually protect you from. I'm not sure which way to go on this one. Any advice from other parents of semi-adults would be nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now. I will be good, and post something fun shortly. No matter what my mood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Those pot holders are addictive to make!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-7843044252882110684?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/7843044252882110684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=7843044252882110684&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/7843044252882110684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/7843044252882110684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/08/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad blogger!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-7314441291305458173</id><published>2007-07-27T11:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:22:12.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chicken!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RqoUUQlXeNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/oNVIa0t_k9U/s1600-h/chicken+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091904666977401042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RqoUUQlXeNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/oNVIa0t_k9U/s400/chicken+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok this is Miss Little Innocent Chicken, her funky twin is soon to come! My husband doesn't understand the funky thing so I made a regular one for him since he supplies my yarn demands. See I really do crochet... lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something else that I worked on yesterday I'd like to share with you. I knew that I had to get this done before the flowers started to wilt outside. Every year I make one, and if you have a nice big hydrangea bush outside you should try it. I actually think I have around 8 because they have been my favorite flower since I was a kid. Anyways here is somewhat of a tutorial in pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091906402144188658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RqoV5QlXePI/AAAAAAAAAA8/AnBL74t5cls/s400/old+flowers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are the cruddy, dusty ones from last year. They usually don't look this bad, but the husband smokes in the bathroom where they are... so... they look cruddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091906951900002562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RqoWZQlXeQI/AAAAAAAAABE/PRJMz6KYdFA/s400/new+flowers+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here are my new beauties that I cut and striped of their leaves. The bugs are ugly so please shake outside well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091907566080325906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RqoW9AlXeRI/AAAAAAAAABM/2kXI-fx9Asg/s400/twist+ties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we all know we have a bunch of these twist ties hanging around the house. I love to use these with all things plant related. Yeah they sell them, but you don't see them anyway, and it's always good to recycle! Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091907673454508322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RqoXDQlXeSI/AAAAAAAAABU/7QNuWmGLgWU/s400/assembling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You kinda play around with the stems, and align your colors the way that you like them. Speaking of color I use coffee grinds in the spring before blooms to make my blues more blue. Just sprinkle around your bush... ummm you know what I mean! BTW... that is my ugly tatooed hand there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091907755058886962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RqoXIAlXeTI/AAAAAAAAABc/nl7ekez715w/s400/secure+flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Find your most secure or prettiest flower and secure that to your nail, screw, or in my case towel hanger. If you fight with them enough, and twist enough... (no don't dance) you may soon have something that looks like this. A bow is needed but you get the point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091912127335594322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RqobGglXeVI/AAAAAAAAABs/UdrEDTcOKVs/s400/finished+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's like having a bouquet of flowers in the bathroom. When they begin to dry some of them just don't make the cut. Usually the pink ones go first. Just keep adding to them till the summer is over. The blue, and purple always last through the year. There are many ways to flower dry, but I find the upside down method the best for me since it is the easiest. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I vacationed in Nantucket, MA years ago I met a vendor with a cart on the street selling dried hydrangeas. She bundled them up with fancy ribbons holding them together. They looked so cute, and she was making a lot of money (I was watching stunned). Not being shy I asked her how she dried them. She said that she held them over a candle which absorbs the water, which dries them up quickly. I have never tried it, but if you do let me know how it goes. Please just don't burn down the house!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great weekend all~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-7314441291305458173?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/7314441291305458173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=7314441291305458173&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/7314441291305458173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/7314441291305458173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-chicken.html' title='My Chicken!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RqoUUQlXeNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/oNVIa0t_k9U/s72-c/chicken+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-9046859552035916770</id><published>2007-07-21T08:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T09:00:58.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Day!</title><content type='html'>Going to the beach! Woo hoo! The weather is beautiful here today I hope that the beach isn't overly crowded like a few weeks ago. I think I'll have to find a new beach soon. Maybe &lt;a href="http://yarnsandmusings.com/"&gt;Deneen&lt;/a&gt; can suggest one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many other's are having problems with bloglines these past two days. I don't know why but I'm showing lots of new posts for blogs that I visit regularly. I know that someone hasn't posted 22 times in one day. Yikes I hope they get this bug fixed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post again tomorrow. I have some crochet goodness to share finally! :) Lots of hugs friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-9046859552035916770?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/9046859552035916770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=9046859552035916770&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/9046859552035916770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/9046859552035916770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/07/beach-day.html' title='Beach Day!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-3763696550643842041</id><published>2007-07-13T19:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:57:05.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Wash A Cat - By Bud Herron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/d9QwK5EHSmg' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/d9QwK5EHSmg'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is something very strange about this video. Don't let the humans watch it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-3763696550643842041?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/3763696550643842041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=3763696550643842041&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/3763696550643842041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/3763696550643842041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-to-wash-cat-by-bud-herron.html' title='How to Wash A Cat - By Bud Herron'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-5613767827282088660</id><published>2007-07-11T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:22:12.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drumroll Please !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RpUmj8wh88I/AAAAAAAAAAk/jr081pG8fxY/s1600-h/rockingirlblogger-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086013753231799234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RpUmj8wh88I/AAAAAAAAAAk/jr081pG8fxY/s400/rockingirlblogger-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Edited to remind you gals to copy the award to your blogs! Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The wonderful, and extremely talented Ms. Stacey of no other than: &lt;a href="http://dixieredheaded.blogspot.com/"&gt;"Serenity Now"&lt;/a&gt; has awarded me with this most coveted new award that is being passed around. I know my blog isn't really up to par like most that I visit daily, but I will accept it just the same. Thank you so much Stacey! Anyways here goes with the rules!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I've nominated you, please be nice, play along, and nominate 5 other really cool blogs that you enjoy. Here are my nominees without Stacey, cause she already has the award. Darn it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yarnstorm.blogs.com/knitblog/"&gt;Ms. Jane Brocket&lt;/a&gt; - @ Yarnstorm &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For sharing the most stunning pictures, her country, and her shear intelligence. If you haven't been there you must visit this site. I am sure she won't find this, nor does she know who I am. Go enjoy her blog!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.knittingandcrochet.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt;- @ Karen's Knitting &amp; Crochet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A day doesn't pass by when I don't wonder what Karen is working on! Her clothing skills are incredible, she makes it look easy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chiescrochetandknitting.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chie&lt;/a&gt;- @ Chie's Crochet &amp;amp; knitting&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You all know her, just go on over and visit. She has some fabulous photos of her trip home to Japan. Hurry! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.knittykittykat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kenyetta&lt;/a&gt; - @ Knitty Kitty Kat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow I don't know how this girl finds the time to knit! I know her, and believe me she has no time. She must do this in her sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crochetbyfaye.blogspot.com/"&gt;Faye&lt;/a&gt; - @ Crochet by Faye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ohhh the inspiration! I love looking at all of her crafty goodness. It makes me want to get me butt up and move!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there you have it, in no particular order. There are other's I would have also nominated, but you have all gotten the darn nomination already. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once again thank you my dear friend Stacey! Your to sweet for words, and your talent with thread goes unsurpassed in my book, and many other's books as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peace out my friends! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-5613767827282088660?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/5613767827282088660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=5613767827282088660&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/5613767827282088660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/5613767827282088660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/07/drumroll-please.html' title='Drumroll Please !!!!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RpUmj8wh88I/AAAAAAAAAAk/jr081pG8fxY/s72-c/rockingirlblogger-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-8583267947227781783</id><published>2007-07-10T12:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T12:03:07.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not cleaning!</title><content type='html'>It's to hot to clean, I'd rather just lay here all day. Do you think I have to do everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/SpringSummer2007011.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-8583267947227781783?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8583267947227781783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=8583267947227781783&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/8583267947227781783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/8583267947227781783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-not-cleaning.html' title='I&apos;m not cleaning!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-3052781968016557618</id><published>2007-07-09T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T12:28:54.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Chris!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/birthdaycake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got so much done this morning that I am sitting my arse right here for a little while. Just a little net nap is all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My baby girl turned 23 yesterday! I swear that girl is trying to make me older on purpose, and is doing a good job of it as well. I think she should stop having birthdays for a couple of years atleast. Just till my age coordinates with hers, so I don't have to keep explaining my stupid age!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well I'm sure she would like that as well since she can stay younger also. So kiddo next year it's twenty, ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/huggin2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;(Doesn't Chloe look so happy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pete, and I took her, and her bf out for an early dinner yesterday to everyone's favorite spanish seafood/steak place &lt;a href="http://www.segoviarestaurant.com/"&gt;Segovia's&lt;/a&gt;. While typing that I realized just how funny that is since I don't eat either of the two, however I do love their chicken franchaise' with the rice on the side. Oh yum... I still have some in the fridge for dinner tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/thatlooksgood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My girl was sooo happy with the invite for going out. She has been pretty sick for the past two weeks. What we thought originally was just a cold won't go away. Ever since she got a bad sunburn when were at the beach. I thought she was acting at first, but I noticed yesterday that she wasn't. She is going to the Dr. today at 4, and I am sure that some antibiotics will kick it right out of her. I sure hope so anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/SpringSummer2007068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;(I warned her!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Her birthday gift from her father, and I will be some new contact lenses that she needs badly. This is what she wanted... so be it. She gets spoiled all year long, and it isn't a tiny priced gift either, especially when the girl has astigmatism and needs special contacts. When she was just a kid we would get her a present for every year that she turned a new age. We would hide the gifts around the house, and she knew just how many to look for. It was a lot of fun for anyone who has a little one around the house. I think we stopped this practice when she turned 15 or so. It obviously becomes expensive, and harder to get creative with 15 gifts instead of a few well needed and a little more pricey ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/SpringSummer2007007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;(I think I will lick you for saving me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So Happy Birthday to my Christie Marie! Your older than me when I had you~ Who loves you baby?? You better say me! ... Oh and your father too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/alldone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just to show you how lazy I get we used Christmas plates. I just found them in the wrapper that day. Hey don't judge me alright? LOL Who cares when it is just the four of us. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-3052781968016557618?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/3052781968016557618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=3052781968016557618&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/3052781968016557618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/3052781968016557618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-cant-help-it-im-working-really-i-am.html' title='Happy Birthday Chris!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-1876638515171175896</id><published>2007-07-02T11:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T12:52:04.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone?</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h3f3Lw60R08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone explain to me why someone would do this? I'm starting to thing that Utube is really mind farts sometimes. I mean seriously~ With that said I will also say that there are alot of good crochet videos on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm outta here to call my Mom, cause I have been really naughty and have been neglecting calling her for exactly a week now. I know that I am awful, talk amoungst yourselves... but I really needed a mental break. All she ever wants to do is argue with me for apparently no reason at all, and I totally understand why. She just needs to vent it all out. I just couldn't be the venti for a little while is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frustration that I have been feeling lately with family is working it's way through me, and into my husband. Men really aren't the same as women with emotional stuff, and I really hate taking it out on him. He has really turned his life around and is the greatest, and most understanding person I know. He has been my best friend since we were 17 years old! He just has to stop sticking up for me when my loud mouth can do it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a very social person outside of my family at all, and I don't even bother with "them" all that much. Think your secluded? HA! I know that perhaps I should change this situation, but my stubborn Irish side won't allow it. Blah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crocheting up some pet beds right now, because that is what is needed around here. We have all wood or tile on the floors. With the air on I'm guessing that is why they are all huddled up on the couch. So without further ado I must go call Mommy, and crochet while on the phone instead of arguing. You know that "uh huh" conversation that we sometimes need to do instead of making suggestions. Good bye to one and all. You've been patient with my FO's not showing yet. I promise they are coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-1876638515171175896?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1876638515171175896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=1876638515171175896&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/1876638515171175896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/1876638515171175896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/07/httpwww.html' title='Anyone?'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-548871980640658433</id><published>2007-06-28T12:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:22:12.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I lied~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RoPgZWUg2OI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gH-OuQGvQgg/s1600-h/bestowed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081151530697021666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RoPgZWUg2OI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gH-OuQGvQgg/s400/bestowed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok so I said that I was going to post some crafty pictures, and well.... I lied. Yup lied. So I figured I would leave you with one of my favorite pictures of all time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye for now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-548871980640658433?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/548871980640658433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=548871980640658433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/548871980640658433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/548871980640658433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-lied.html' title='I lied~'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RoPgZWUg2OI/AAAAAAAAAAc/gH-OuQGvQgg/s72-c/bestowed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-6689950970009313603</id><published>2007-06-26T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T08:03:46.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Tuesday~</title><content type='html'>I have so many things to get done today. I just got up a little while ago, and did the usual. Clean up the dog mistake. Take the dog for a sleepy walk. Grab the paper. Feed the cats, and the dog. Clean the litter. Fix a cup of coffee. Try to sit... but no there goes the dog with my yarn! The yarn was in a cake and as fast as I was running, the darn thing was unraveling. Ugh. Finally sitting and drinking my coffee with the computer on my lap. How did I get up two hours ago, and get nothing done yet?? HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah that study about the first borns... I am one! Surprise, surprise siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone. I have some pictures to post tomorrow. I promise. Really. I will. Honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-6689950970009313603?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/6689950970009313603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=6689950970009313603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/6689950970009313603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/6689950970009313603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/06/blah-tuesday.html' title='Blah Tuesday~'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-355944807440430790</id><published>2007-06-20T13:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T13:40:40.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 posts in one day!</title><content type='html'>Has anyone seen this yet? &lt;a href="http://ragshop.com/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;! Although the store hasn't been doing well in my opinion, I didn't think that this would happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-355944807440430790?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/355944807440430790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=355944807440430790&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/355944807440430790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/355944807440430790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/06/2-posts-in-one-day.html' title='2 posts in one day!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-2300671527114144865</id><published>2007-06-20T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T12:28:36.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the river, and through the woods....</title><content type='html'>To Grandmother's house we went~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to post in a bit, just because my head has been foggy. Just to much stuff in there to think about I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;... a couple of weeks ago in an attempt to cheer up Mom we went off to see her Mom "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grand Mom&lt;/span&gt;". Grandma is 90 years young, and doing so good. She is so cheerful, and happy, and talkative, and crafty. I'm wondering if her water is better than mine. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma lives at the Jersey Shore in an adult community with my Aunt M. We haven't visited in quite a while because my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Step dad&lt;/span&gt; was sick, and Mom couldn't go. She is much further down the shore than we usually travel. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;... no excuses you gotta visit your Grandma when you are lucky to still have one at my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete and I had such a great time. I fully expected him to be a little bored. He really got a kick out of my family. My Grandmother revealed to us how as a young woman, she use to go to NYC with her girlfriends during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fleet week&lt;/span&gt; to hang out with all the Navy men. We were all quite shocked by this. Grandma you naughty girl! My mother accidentally said "Mom you didn't hang out with Army men!" To which Grandma said "that's right I said Navy men!" Oh how we laughed~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked around Grandma's little apartment I noticed something immediately. It looked just like my own place. There were all kinds of books, and projects being worked on. There was a beautiful crocheted blanket in a basket being worked on. A big embroidery basket was right next to my Grandmother's chair. Then she showed me where she hid her stash. Oh what a laugh we had. My Pete quickly understood where this gene came from. She went on to tell my hubby how she remembered teaching me to embroider when I was about 8. She told him about me having my own little hoop, and what a joy it was to teach me... because I was so curious about everything. Some things never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma said that she just hopes that her Dr. gives her the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so that she can travel. A few years ago she visited my cousin in Oklahoma, and she wants to get on a plane again really soon because it was such fun. She carries oxygen with her, and had to fly first class. I guess that is why she is so exited about going again. I hope the Dr. says it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. She deserves the best of everything that life can give her that is for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought that Mom would have enjoyed herself a little, she was happy the entire week before we went, but she really didn't show any signs of enjoying anything that day. She was actually kind of quiet, and snippy at times. I just hope for the best, and that she can pull herself through this terrible time. I can't imagine my life without Pete, and don't want to. I know that I would be wrecked. Losing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Step dad&lt;/span&gt; has brought everything into perspective for all of us. I don't think that any of us thought it would be this bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I had some pictures to post of this very happy visit with my Grandma, but I didn't bring the camera. For obvious reasons I thought I would be sending out the wrong message to Grandma by bringing a camera, but dang I should have. She probably would have posed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-2300671527114144865?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/2300671527114144865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=2300671527114144865&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/2300671527114144865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/2300671527114144865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/06/over-river-and-through-woods.html' title='Over the river, and through the woods....'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-4398721538672462454</id><published>2007-06-12T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T13:42:32.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok so it looks a little different doesn't it? Well I upgraded to what was supposed to be easier editing, but I don't like it right now. With a little time I will figure it out. I am sure of that. This stuff is fun to me. Aggravating at times, but fun all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows the html to make the page whole instead of kind of pushed in the middle I sure would appreciate it. I've always hated how that looks, but noticed it doesn't look that way on everybodies computer. Please feel free to email me with any suggestions: &lt;a href="mailto:KCatz11@aol.com"&gt;KCatz11@aol.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure would greatly appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much going on that I can spill about right now. Feeling crappy, and the rain outside isn't helping my mood. I do like the rain though. I have to admit that. Maybe I'll take a nap... that should fix things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-4398721538672462454?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/4398721538672462454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=4398721538672462454&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/4398721538672462454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/4398721538672462454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok-so-it-looks-little-different-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-131828354267276763</id><published>2007-06-12T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T14:06:42.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen from Su</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Betty Grable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Stolen from &lt;a href="http://sulovespink.blogspot.com"&gt;Su&lt;/a&gt;, just because~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatfamouspinupareyouquiz/betty-grable.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ulitmate girl next door&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect girl for most guys&lt;br /&gt;Pretty yet approachable. Beautiful yet real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfamouspinupareyouquiz/"&gt;What Famous Pinup Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-131828354267276763?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/131828354267276763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=131828354267276763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/131828354267276763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/131828354267276763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/06/stolen-from-su.html' title='Stolen from Su'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-9205145023248139462</id><published>2007-05-25T13:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:22:12.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello out there..... (cricket sound)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RlcZx1JNsPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/omkq7TeTl3Q/s1600-h/DSCF0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068548249498792178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RlcZx1JNsPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/omkq7TeTl3Q/s400/DSCF0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trust me... this is where I want to be right now. Instead I sit here and type, and methodically plan what the weekend is going to bring. I think that I will hang around and clean, and plant in the yard. I'll probably wind up at the beach whichever day is more quiet, and weather permitting~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have to bring the Mom to the Dr. She is having a very bad melt down due to Step Dad's death. I am sure it is to be expected. She has broken out with Shingles once again. I spoke with the Drs. office the other day, and they confirmed what I thought. STRESS! So off we go today to try and convince Mom to take some anti-depressants for at least a few months. She has been up and down with the mood swings. One day she's fine, the next crying all day, and the next the "Screamer" comes out. The one that yells at anyone in her path. The last person is going to drive me to drink and not stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the crochet/crafty front I have finally started organizing my stuff. I am hoping that I will be more productive now that I can find everything. It was funny because just when I thought that I found all the yarn that one person could possibly could buy in a life time... I found another huge storage box full. I know that I am not saying anything that anyone else has not encountered. It was so nice petting all of my yummy stuff. I just hope that it is ok up in the attic, cause it can get really hot up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok boys and girls I'm outta here. Have a great weekend. Please drive safely, and sober. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-9205145023248139462?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/9205145023248139462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=9205145023248139462&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/9205145023248139462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/9205145023248139462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-out-there-cricket-sound.html' title='Hello out there..... (cricket sound)'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/RlcZx1JNsPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/omkq7TeTl3Q/s72-c/DSCF0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-5917034999152262705</id><published>2007-05-04T09:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:22:13.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/Rjs9E_NC-8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cevj045sBjI/s1600-h/Mar+2007+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/Rjs9E_NC-8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cevj045sBjI/s400/Mar+2007+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060705762175810498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF to all! I hope that everyone has some nice plans for the weekend. The weather has started to get a lot better here in Jersey. I hope that it is that way where ever you may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog is having a relapse with behavior issues. I'm not checking because I think I posted about this already. She is pretty much driving me crazy. I think that she feels the stress that is probably oozing out of me. I met a man  yesterday with a beautiful dog that suggested the obvious: "Obedience Training Classes". His dog was a huge New Foundland??? I hope I got that right. I'm sure that Chloe was only playing but she was acting like a maniac. This has to stop!! Yikes!! It's getting downright embarrassing taking a dog for a walk, that is actually walking me. Atleast I have gone down a size, and am making many neighbor friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to the court house with Mom today. She needs to get some legal papers to release accounts and stuff. I just hope this doesn't take all day. I'm really not in the mood today. I want to be as helpful as possible, but I have to be honest in saying that my smile is pretty fake these days. I just want to crawl into a room by myself for about a day or two. Of course with my computer! Geez what would I do without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please look on the sidebar, and enter yourself in the Mother's Day contest. Great prizes are to be had!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-5917034999152262705?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/5917034999152262705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=5917034999152262705&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/5917034999152262705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/5917034999152262705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/05/friday.html' title='Friday!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__SZmXo22EUs/Rjs9E_NC-8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/cevj045sBjI/s72-c/Mar+2007+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-4124084698278703910</id><published>2007-05-01T10:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T10:16:43.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not doing so well...</title><content type='html'>I haven't really posted much about my Mom lately. That's because last week she was in a pretty bad state with depression setting in. She denied that she was depressed, but I saw the tell tale signs of shingles setting in again. It was a pretty busy week of phone calls, and errand running, but worth every minute. I think that it made me, and my brother feel like we could finally help her out. So it was off to the store, and helping with the garbage, cool cloths, and just being there. It felt good to help her out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week the mood swings aren't as bad. Anyone that has had shingles knows what I am talking about. This week she is going through the angry period. That is ok. We are giving her plenty of help, and also distance when she needs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are currently not pushing about the living arrangements. We are now planning on possibly building a new home right here. I really would hate to give up my NYC view. That would suck. So many new homes are going up, and I have a great lot with a sucky house. So... perhaps very soon you will be hearing building details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting some pictures that have been found in the next few days. I really am quite scattered when it comes to getting any one thing done lately. I'm sure this is normal as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-4124084698278703910?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/4124084698278703910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=4124084698278703910&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/4124084698278703910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/4124084698278703910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/05/not-doing-so-well.html' title='Not doing so well...'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-1042961868677839500</id><published>2007-04-27T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T12:28:42.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Pet Day!</title><content type='html'>Well I'm sure that all of you pet owners know what I mean when I say it is "A Bad Pet Day". When you wake up, the birds are singing... but there is pee there, and then poop there from the dog. Puke from the cats eating the plants in the middle of the night. But wait!...on top of that your husband gets up just a few minutes before you to point it out ever so loudly like he is training YOU... what an ass! LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is doing the cleaning HONEY PIE??? duhhh... Of course I see it, smell it, and feel it. Would you DARLING like to know the consistency as well??? ASS!!! All this and more before coffee!!As a group I think we need to go on strike as women, and men that have to put up with partners that don't realize we aren't morning people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I edited this for bad spelling... but really laughed my ass off when re-reading it. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-1042961868677839500?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/1042961868677839500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=1042961868677839500&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/1042961868677839500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/1042961868677839500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/04/bad-pet-day.html' title='Bad Pet Day!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-2296780778878641658</id><published>2007-04-23T10:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T13:14:03.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's a new day!"</title><content type='html'>Have you every heard the saying "My dog ate my homework"? Well my cat just erased my entire post with just one button. When I tried to retrieve it, it just wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your not so lucky if you didn't read the short version. I got to start typing again so I added some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All went as expected. There were two family's, and so we were blended as it should be. My Step Dad's first wife, her husband, and my Step Dad's two of three successful sons were there. One is in college at Michigan State. He is becoming a lawyer against the bad guys. :) He would have been there had he known. He really loved his Dad the most. His Mother made the call that he not be told, that is up to her. We had no idea why she choose this decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all really took it pretty hard, it was quite visable. I thought it was so classy of my Mom to treat them just like her three. We all felt as if we were one big family. It was so nice and comforting. We all shared stories about how we blended together as kids on their visitation weekends with their Dad. I remebered that we would drive my Mom nuts! She always got along with wife #1 as she lovingly called her, and we all consoled her as well. You could tell that she was hurting badly. As my Mother said, she was once in love with him as well. You never lose all the love. I will always remember her being this kind. Once again in my life I have learned something. I probably forgot to say in prior posts that wife #1 also visited the hospital a few days before he passed away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't a dry eye on Saturday (funeral day) when we all gazed upon the headstone that he had paid for, and had placed when he had cancer years ago. My Mother didn't even know that he had written anything on the headstone. She only told me that when going through the grueling treatments for the cancer, it had made him want to prepare for certain things. Death was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his headstone is the title of my post. If you knew him, you would understand this as his attempt at humor. He always wanted us to be optimistic, and make each day the best. This he taught to all of his children. The one's by blood as well as my brother, and myself. We understood his humor very well. Dry witted till the end, but leaving you pondering in the fact that it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should tell you that Saturday was the nicest day that we have had in Jersey this year so far. If you could call this weird weather "Spring"!! My Step Dad always waited for that one beautiful day because it meant the beginning of fishing season right around the corner. Getting on his boat, and fishing was all he wanted to do. He loved the beach, and everything about it. He was always tan. He also loved listening to "Bruce" all the time. We also listened to Cat Stevens continuously for weeks on end growing up, and now I know every Cat song by heart. When I think of my childhood, just like a movie I have that 60/70 era rock playing in my head. Hey I just got that myself. Cat? Ironic~ My Mom &amp;amp; Step Dad had 10 cats. He leaves behind a legacy of furry loved ones that miss laying with him in the bed. They don't know where their Dad is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also was a member of the Hudson River Fisherman's Association for a long time before he got sick. He did some great work in the fight to keep the river clean as well. He won a fancy award called "The Pete Barrett award". There was a splashy yearly fisherman dinner every year, and I just happened to be at this one when he won the award. It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep well teacher, friend, hippy, intellectual and Dad~ You really did know everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day all! After all &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It is a new day!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-2296780778878641658?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/2296780778878641658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=2296780778878641658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/2296780778878641658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/2296780778878641658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-new-day.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s a new day!&quot;'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-5033205914399688999</id><published>2007-04-18T19:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T19:43:38.267-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Passed Away or Dead~</title><content type='html'>I remember reading about this topic on one of my former favorite boards. The topic was "What do &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; say when it happens?" I don't know if I replied to this topic when I read it that day. Unfortunately I have to say it today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Step Dad passed away at 5:15 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think of passing slowly through the gates of heaven. Like passing into another place. Starting on a new passage of a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had to help with funeral arrangements until today. I have learned alot, and I am feeling kinda numb from the experience. I'm just glad that I was there with my Mom, and sister. I guess that is normal. I still need to pick out flowers, clothes, and some time to remember some happy times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wake is set for Friday, and the Funeral is on Saturday. I'm really worried about my Mom. She broke down a few times today, and I hate that she is now alone. I really want her with us, but she is refusing for the moment. I'm not pushing real hard for the time being, she is young. I will keep a close eye on her until the time is right to insist in a couple of months. If anyone has advice for me I'd appreciate any. We are all in a fog right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I've been posting sad shit. I think it has been theraputic. Once again, thank you all for the prayers and nice emails. They have been very helpful. I don't have many/any real time friends except my husband, and my family. So it really feels nice when someone reaches out with the keyboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-5033205914399688999?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/5033205914399688999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=5033205914399688999&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/5033205914399688999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/5033205914399688999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/04/passed-away-or-dead.html' title='Passed Away or Dead~'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-6130898177745357627</id><published>2007-04-17T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:33:38.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you!</title><content type='html'>Opening my email today I was surprised that so many of you would check in on me, and leave a comment. Me &amp; my family thank you all for your good thoughts and prayers. At this time my Step Dad is still in a coma. They checked his brainwaves yesterday, and said that no one is home. He is however responding to his family when we talk to him, or play his favorite "Bruce" music. Who knows? Only God at this point. I feel bad for my little sister because she is taking this very hard and refuses to go home. I'm off to the hospital now, but please keep my SD in your thoughts. Maybe I'll report a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again all you hookers! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-6130898177745357627?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/6130898177745357627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=6130898177745357627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/6130898177745357627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/6130898177745357627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/04/thank-you.html' title='Thank you!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-6975472099495855702</id><published>2007-04-16T10:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T11:16:18.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Friends!</title><content type='html'>Well I haven't posted lately. That isn't any news to anyone that might check in on me occasionally. I just wanted to say hi, and let you all in on my stress filled life at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My step Dad has been in the hospital for the past couple of weeks. Last Wednesday he had triple by-pass surgery against my input. He wanted to have it done though, because the doctors told him there was no other choice. He is a very sick man, and honestly everything that they have done so far has made him worse. He had the by-pass, and as is common was on the ventilator for a day or two. On Friday they had him off the vent, sitting up, and drinking some fluids. My Mom went up to visit that day. She said it was a pretty nice visit. He was talking and complaining about sitting up. When she left, he said that he loved everyone, and to tell us all to continue praying. Well... that night he had a heart attack, followed by him getting CPR, and being put back on life support, and a feeding tube. To skip all the details that I'm still fuzzy about he is now in a coma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited yesterday, along with husband, sister, brother, and Mom. Every time I talked he would make some sort of movement with his eyebrows. I asked yes, and no questions and he would make movements. He also squeezed my sister's hand at one point. The nurse said that it was just reflexes most likely, but there was no way to know for sure. All I know is that I felt special because only my voice brought reaction. When I told him that I loved him his eyebrows went crazy. I know someone is in there, but I don't want him to suffer anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when Pete, and I left the Dr. came in to talk to my Mom about making "The" decision. My little sister isn't dealing with it very well at all. Understandably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bio Dad died on the 15th of April 3 years ago, so I think my Mom knew that yesterday was a very touchy day for me. It was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been an old soul from the day I was born, so I know that I have to take on the brunt of the responsibility. I'm ok with that, and so is Pete. I'm just praying that everything goes very smoothly, and quick. My sister was already on the phone this morning talking to my answering machine for a good 10 minutes complaining. She thinks I should have a talk with my Mom on how to be more emotional. Ehhh... I know that everything is going to start to get crazy right now. I have been mentally preparing for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone prays out there. Please say a prayer that he isn't feeling any pain right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm where's my valium again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-6975472099495855702?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/6975472099495855702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=6975472099495855702&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/6975472099495855702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/6975472099495855702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/04/hi-friends.html' title='Hi Friends!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-3312261079444962659</id><published>2007-03-20T16:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T16:21:49.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello out there! (ECHO)</title><content type='html'>Hi all! I just realized that I haven't blogged about anything in a few weeks now. I don't want to start becoming a bad blogger again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have all been so busy creating such beautiful things. I'm envious that you are all good girls, and boys. I better get on the ball myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to report that Chloe is doing well. She has gotten the whole house training thing down quickly. It just had me running out the door every time the dog looked at me funny. I think that we finally have our signals down now. When I don't... she lets me know... thats for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to shout up to heaven, and say Top' O the day to you Dad!  Hope your having a beer at the pub, and perhaps a smoke. I'm sure the Lord wouldn't mind today. Especially since today (the first day of spring) was your birthday. So Happy Birthday Daddy~ I missed you in life, as much as I do now. I'm glad that such a funny guy as you ever existed in the first place. It's where I get my sarcasm from... that no one else ever gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-3312261079444962659?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/3312261079444962659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=3312261079444962659&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/3312261079444962659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/3312261079444962659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-out-there-echo.html' title='Hello out there! (ECHO)'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-2723878077198824403</id><published>2007-03-09T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T14:10:16.893-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>Finally some pictures!!!</title><content type='html'>Here is the newest, and last addition to our humble little home. Chloe! Although the house training is coming along a little slowly I'm happy to say that I have no carpeting in my house.&lt;br /&gt;(All pictures are clickable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/Chloeinsnow.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_Chloeinsnow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun in the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/ChrisChloe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_ChrisChloe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of my babies (Chris &amp; Chloe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/February2007207.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_February2007207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eclipse day at the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/Glasstrees.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 164px; HEIGHT: 131px" height="131" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_Glasstrees.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Glass trees&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/Thebirdlady.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_Thebirdlady.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Bird lady at the inlet. &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/fishingboat.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/fishingboat.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_fishingboat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Fishing boat coming in to dock. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Here it is... the picture you've been waiting for~ LOL sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/KellyChloe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_KellyChloe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Chloe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/Chloeonthebeach.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_Chloeonthebeach.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Miss Chloe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of owners would we be if we didn't let our little one in on the fun of our favorite place? It is ok to take her on the regular beach until April. Also it wasn't terribly cold that day (just regular cold). I'm very overly protective! There is a doggy beach there as well, and we took her there also. She was fascinated that there were other dogs in the world. Of course she only liked the biggest ones. :) That's our Chloe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW - the brain dead woman who originally bought her as an arm decoration wanted to have Chloe destroyed. She contracted mange and the woman didn't want to deal with the expense. My daughter Chris gave her two dips before even letting me know about her. Apparently she was in bad shape because the vet can't believe how great she looks now.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to report that after her 4th dip which was yesterday (Thurs.) she is doing great. I have a funny feeling that the f---er who exchanged her for a brand new puppy never trained her to go outside... thus the problems I am having. If you look at the smile on my face you can tell that I am very happy to have saved her life, and perhaps she has saved me as well. I now have so much to do! lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We finally got her papers, and we found out what we suspected. She is older than predicted. Just for the record she is 10 months old now. Not really a puppy, but not an adult either. We don't really care, but it is nice to know where she came from, and her actual birthday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(Warning Speech!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people don't realize cats and dogs are not knick knacks to display. They are actually living beings with feelings. A furry being should never be dumped, killed, or exchanged for another size. In the hallway of the vets office yesterday morning someone left a beautiful cat that is fully declawed. If anyone here in Bergen County NJ would like to know more about the kitty please let me know. I know that the vet wants to get the poor thing a new home. He is a great Dr. that hates to kill any animal that does not need to be destroyed. He actually has two other cats in his office that someone just left there months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all for the advice. Please email me anytime you think something might interest me! Hugs to all~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-2723878077198824403?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/2723878077198824403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=2723878077198824403&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/2723878077198824403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/2723878077198824403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-some-pictures.html' title='Finally some pictures!!!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-728632082810403656</id><published>2007-02-26T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T10:14:07.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowing!</title><content type='html'>Compared to the rest of the country that has been getting slammed with the snow we really can't complain. I hope I don't get anyone mad but I think it is kinda pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 23rd anniversary was last week, and we had a really good time. I'm kinda going backward here since this was a few days before our new family member (Chloe) came to live with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the places to go on your anniversary... my husband surprised me with a leisure drive to the beach. (If you read this blog you'll know that we are there all the time in the summer months) I was very delighted by the mystery drive even though I quickly figured out where we were going. It's not all that tough when winter gear is laying on the bed when you get out of the shower. Nice guy... huh? He always does stuff like that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we started our celebration in town where we munched in our favorite deli "The Center Market". We had huge sandwiches in baskets with the best potato salad on earth. Once we were stuffed... we were ready to freeze our butts off. We drove to the inlet to watch the boats come in. Then eventially we ventured out of the car to walk on the beach. I might add that it was a very short walk because we had no hats on, or ear protection. Once we got back in the car we warmed up by making out like teenagers. It was alot of fun to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After warming up we went back to the deli, and ate my favorite dessert since last summer. Rice pudding. We also left with some steaming cups of coffee for the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so many plans for things that we wanted to do that night, but the cold air really wore us forty somethings out. When we got home all we wanted to do was get in the bed and take a nice snuggly nap. Thats exactly what we did. Later on we went out again to our favorite steak house, and upon coming home I drank a bottle of wine. The rest is hush! :) hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell I am in a great mood now besides all the puppy training with Chloe. If anyone has any suggestions besides hitting when the accidents happen please pass them along. I'm not expecting much since she just got here, but cleaning the floor all the time is becoming a pain in the ass. I do realize that it comes along with the job, and I am enjoying her with all of my heart. She is sooo sweet, and calm. I wouldn't trade her for anything in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run... hugs to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-728632082810403656?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/728632082810403656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=728632082810403656&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/728632082810403656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/728632082810403656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/02/snowing.html' title='Snowing!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-8127551014257868265</id><published>2007-02-24T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T11:45:26.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Secret!</title><content type='html'>Well no actual picture right now... but she is next to me in the little cartoon image of me in the sidebar. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is actually a Yorkie like her cartoon, and I've named her Chloe, and she is the sunshine in this cold weather that we are having. She was a rescue from my daughter's job. I can't say much more right now because I'm pressed for time with my husband hovering over me. I can say that she has really lightened my stress load, and I have only had her for a few days now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye all, and thanks for checking in on me. The emails have been great as well. Hugs all around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-8127551014257868265?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/8127551014257868265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=8127551014257868265&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/8127551014257868265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/8127551014257868265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-secret.html' title='My Secret!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-4186227831014543476</id><published>2007-02-23T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T21:41:24.787-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossing my fingers!</title><content type='html'>I just switched over to the "New" blogger as there was no other way to sign in. I'm hoping that I don't experience the same problems that other's have recently. Thus the title "Crossing my fingers"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been following the Anna Nicole case a little to closely. I kinda like court room stuff, and I probably would have made a great attorney... but that is something in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people feel that she was a silly, stupid girl who stepped in shit. That's pretty much true. My feeling has always been that things happen to people for a reason. "What comes around... goes around". I am not however saying that in a mean way. My opinion is that she has lived a life of destruction. It could only end that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I feel very bad for the way her life has ended. My daughter is close in age to that of her late son Daniel, and I know that I would not be able to breath without her. If people that are supposed to care about me compound that hurt... the stress alone would kill me. What I am saying is that I don't care what the medical examiners report says. This woman died of a broken heart. Yes drugs probably played the entire part, but I would do the same thing. I know that I would with the conditions in which she had to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that her mother would let her rest in peace. Anna is with her son, now her mother should let her lay next to him where he lays now. To speak of excavating this boy is a sin in my mind. It's disgusting, and immoral. One would have to wonder what her motives are. I truly wonder just what Anna did run from in that family. It's a shame, and it's sad. I think that when Howard loses the baby he will be with her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have great news to share but will tease you into looking for it, or writing to me to ask. :)  Till then have a great weekend everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-4186227831014543476?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/4186227831014543476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=4186227831014543476&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/4186227831014543476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/4186227831014543476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/02/crossing-my-fingers.html' title='Crossing my fingers!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-117131259617626679</id><published>2007-02-12T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T15:36:36.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorta back</title><content type='html'>If anyone still checks in on me occasionally you will know that I have not been around much. Sometimes I just don't feel like blogging or checking in on my favorite clubs/sites and whatnot. Sometimes I actually work on this thing! LOL I'm sure that a lot of you do the same... so I'm not telling you anything new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in touch with old friends in real life, and it has been a nice change of pace. I forgot that I actually did have people in my life at one time that always stood by my side. I literally cut many people out of my life in hopes of reducing stress, and I think that I am ready to find the flowers that were once in my life. Many factors lead me to not bother with people as well as family. As long as my friends realize why I have been so forgetful with them... then I know they are real friends. A few years back I had many problems in my life, and the only way that I could over come those stressful situations was to shut down. Unfortunately I had to close up shop to personal relationships with family and friends as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I am not trying to be evasive about what my stress concerned. I'm just trying to say that I am grateful for certain people that I have been lucky enough to meet in life that haven't judged me. The other's ... well I'm glad they are no longer around. They only added ingredients to what I didn't need in my recipe for life. (Ramble...Ramble...Ramble)... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not saying that I don't love all of my friends online, or anything. Just that I am a bit of a loner by choice, and really always have been. My friends, family, and online pals have usually had to be the pursuers to get near me and I truly feel bad for that now. Now that I am feeling better I hope that I can be a better person to these dear people that now need me to make them smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... Husband is calling me now so I will sign off for now. Geez he needs his pretzels!!! Love to all.... Kelly~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-117131259617626679?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/117131259617626679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=117131259617626679&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/117131259617626679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/117131259617626679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-sorta-back.html' title='I&apos;m sorta back'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-116737244048615243</id><published>2006-12-29T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T01:07:20.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at Blogland!</title><content type='html'>Hello all~ Christmas is finally over with, and the stress went along the way with it. Wow what a stressful holiday it can be. Maybe it's just me because I use to have this Martha Stewart complex, but I just can't stand entertaining. I also think that I am always doing everything wrong... instead of just relaxing, and enjoying the festivities. I'm just glad it has come and gone this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve will be somewhat uneventful which is just fine and dandy by me. We use to have some crazy times that always ended up with me feeling very boring. Always being the designated driver, and the boring one (not being drunk). Now we are very happy to stay home. We always have open house for whoever wants to come by. If they drink they have to stay over though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to mention that one of my Christmas gifts from my injured (bitten) vet tech daughter will be a puppy. He is still nursing, and he comes from a very loving home. Hopefully this new addition will be ok with our kitty clan, if not I am sure that my daughter can find him a good home. I hope that it doesn't come to that though. I have been barking, and doing weird things around them to get them ready for the arrival of the new baby which I am sure will be a handful. He is a yorkie... I have always wanted one. We already have a name picked out, but I don't want to jinx anything just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sign off for the night now, but before I do I want to wish everyone of my friends a Happy &amp; safe New Year's Eve. Please think before getting into your car!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye till the New Year. Lots of hugs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-116737244048615243?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/116737244048615243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=116737244048615243&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/116737244048615243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/116737244048615243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-at-blogland.html' title='Back at Blogland!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-116595042401996410</id><published>2006-12-12T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T14:07:04.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Hello all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to say that... YES I am still around. Not blogging a whole lot lately, but still here all the same. I am however getting fat, lazy, and bored. I just keep putting off the holidays, and they really are only days away at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few updates if your interested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter is still working as a vet tech. She is doing wonderfully well with her panic/depression. I don't think she has the time to think about it honestly. She works about 12 hours a day, and now she is also on emergency call. She is really liking all of the responsibility. Especially knowing that there are little &amp;amp; big critters depending on her. She still fascinates me with all the talk about the surgeries, and the things that she witnesses. If you knew this kid of mine, you'd be amazed too. The Dr. is loving her because she is good with the patients, their parents, and is dependable. She just got a nice fat raise to boot. :) Can you tell I'm proud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me... well not much is going on. The house is a mess. I am annoyed with myself for not getting much done. However I have gotten a lot of work done lately for our business. So I guess that makes up for it. The dell commercial was driving me crazy with that red lap top, so the boss (my hubby) said get yourself one you deserve it. :) He's to sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope that the weather holds out a bit longer so that we can get some more work done. Tomorrow is going to rain, but that's fine with us. Just as long as it doesn't snow yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run for now. I've been reading your blogs, and I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas. Bye for now~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-116595042401996410?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/116595042401996410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=116595042401996410&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/116595042401996410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/116595042401996410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-116233768029387957</id><published>2006-10-31T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T18:35:23.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Sexy Halloween Costume Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffd79a"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jdoqocy.com/click-1181994-10273928?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.buycostumes.com%2FProductDetail.aspx%3FProductID%3D19904%26CMP%3DAFC-datafeed&amp;cjsku=135560"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://images.buycostumes.com/mgen/merchandiser/19904.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: blue" href="http://www.jdoqocy.com/click-1181994-10273928?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.buycostumes.com%2FProductDetail.aspx%3FProductID%3D19904%26CMP%3DAFC-datafeed&amp;amp;cjsku=135560"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sexy Swashbuckler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatsexyhalloweencostumeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Sexy Halloween Costume Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-116233768029387957?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/116233768029387957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=116233768029387957&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/116233768029387957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/116233768029387957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-116007405450091327</id><published>2006-10-05T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T14:51:21.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Achey... sneezing... coughing... sleeping</title><content type='html'>For anyone that does check in on me on some sort of a basis... I am still here. Feeling yucky, but here all the same. I think I caught a wicked cold from my daughter, since she had it first. I felt mighty awful, but with the loving care of my hubby I am starting to feel better. He does such a good job with making me feel good about resting instead of the usual chores one does on a daily basis. He has always been good about that. He could care less what the house looks like, or what we eat, as long as I am happy. This usually makes me feel guilty... so I wind up doing the normal stuff anyway. :) Not the past week though... uh uh~ I've been laid up with this cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the crafty front, I have been getting alot done. No beach walks for me lately. Lately I've been crocheting like mad. I just finished my third Nat econo shopper bag. I hope that is what it is called. They are really great for holding anything. I like the open netting for holding vegetables, and the stregnth is great for holding tons of cat food. I like hanging the cat food on the lower cabinet door. It's just easier than stacking when you have 5 mouths to feed, two times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started working on the HH bag for FF. I finished the scarf weeks ago. Now to take, and download some pictures! I promise that I will before my daughter visits, and steals the stuff. I'm still waiting for her to model the HH sweet pea as well, but that is actually hers for the taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone else is feeling better, and the little kidlets are doing well in school. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will add links later... I promise!!!!! Really!!!! Hey go visit Karen's knitting and Crochet on the side bar, and see what she made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-116007405450091327?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/116007405450091327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=116007405450091327&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/116007405450091327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/116007405450091327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/10/achey-sneezing-coughing-sleeping.html' title='Achey... sneezing... coughing... sleeping'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115887714983226362</id><published>2006-09-21T17:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T17:47:45.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#abdf59"&gt;&lt;img src="http://thursdaythirteen.com/wp-content/uploads/T13%20Beach%20chairs%20banner.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #abdf59; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Thirteen things I love about the beach~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;1. The drive to get there is relaxing sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;2. The uninterrupted conversations w/hubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;3. Stopping at the gourmet deli for a picnic lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;4. The deli's perfect potato salad. (Yum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;5. The deli's perfect rice pudding. (Yum) ok.ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;6. Finding a great parking spot near the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;7. People are friendlier in the sand, and water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;8. The smell of the salt water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;9. The sound of the crashing waves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;10. Looking for shells... we have tons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;11. Getting to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;12. No phone ringing. (The cell is off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;13. Staying late... so we can kiss on the blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115887714983226362?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115887714983226362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115887714983226362&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115887714983226362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115887714983226362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/09/thirteen-things-i-love-about-beach-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115885735374975482</id><published>2006-09-21T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T12:49:13.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So sorry~</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted because I have finally been crocheting! I'll be back on later with my Thursday Thirteen... if your interested. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115885735374975482?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115885735374975482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115885735374975482&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115885735374975482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115885735374975482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-sorry.html' title='So sorry~'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115828590763889885</id><published>2006-09-14T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T22:15:54.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#c3a8ce"&gt;&lt;img src="http://intricateart.com/blog/thursdaythirteenpurple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #c3a8ce; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thirteen Movies I can watch over &amp; over again~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;1. Point of No Return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;2. Gone with the Wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;3. 50 first dates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;4. The truth about Cats &amp;amp; Dogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;5. Forest Gump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;6. Thelma &amp;amp; Louise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;7. Blind Date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;8. Dirty Dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;9. Interview with a Vampire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;10. Scarlette letter A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;11. Dangerous Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;12. Love Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;13. Reality Bites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no order to crazy list of mine!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of the meme is to get to know everyone who participates a little bit better every Thursday. Visiting fellow Thirteeners is encouraged! If you participate, leave the link to your Thirteen in others comments. It’s easy, and fun! Be sure to update your Thirteen with links that are left for you, as well! I will link to everyone who participates and leaves a link to their 13 things. Trackbacks, pings, comment links accepted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115828590763889885?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115828590763889885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115828590763889885&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115828590763889885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115828590763889885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/09/thirteen-movies-i-can-watch-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115807682625895624</id><published>2006-09-12T11:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:16:16.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beach Again!</title><content type='html'>Seems that the husband, and I are officially "Beach Bums". We just can't get enough of the gorgeous weather this year. I think it also has something to do with the fact that soon we will be locked up in the house for the winter. Well I hope it isn't as bad as it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the beach last Thursday, and then on Sunday. Sunday's trip was a treat for my daughter Christie who recently got a new job. We had a great time, and a lot of laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is training to be a vet's assistant on site. She has been working like a dog all week. 10-12 hours a day. The first day the poor kid was thrown into surgeries right when she walked in the door. She knew that she would be doing that, but not quite that quick. Once she realized how helpful, and responsible she needed to be she immediately started liking it. She started learning about the organs and such. She is very interested, and asks the vet many questions. He likes that. He also likes that she can control the cats, and helps to calm them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that legally she was supposed to be thrown into a position like that, but I'm not sure of the law just yet. The hourly pay sucks for now, but she loves the job, and her anxiety is low... thats key. The vet likes her a lot, and she likes him as well. She said that he treats animals very well, and that he really does care. She works such long hours because he never turns an animal away, and so far she doesn't seem to mind. He lives above the office, with his wife, and baby. Hopefully this will work out for my kiddo. She really is a smart cookie, loves animals, and needs a good job. I never imagined her doing this type of work, but sure am proud that she is. She really has interesting conversations now. It is very nice to see her so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta get working on changing this blog soon,because it is boring the hell out of me! Hopefully I will find the time if I stop going to the beach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115807682625895624?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115807682625895624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115807682625895624&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115807682625895624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115807682625895624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/09/beach-again.html' title='The Beach Again!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115799723658323737</id><published>2006-09-11T13:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T13:53:56.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11</title><content type='html'>Just finished watching/crying through most of the tribute on TV this morning. It still feels so fresh in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart goes out to all of you that have been touched by this tragedy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115799723658323737?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115799723658323737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115799723658323737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115799723658323737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115799723658323737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/09/911.html' title='9/11'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115766504271192825</id><published>2006-09-07T17:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T18:34:55.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#949cb3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://justthegirlnextdoor.net/blog/thursdaythirteen/thursdaythirteenstars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BACKGROUND: #949cb3; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thirteen Things I like about Kelly~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;1. I am still in love with my husband after 22 years! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I helped make one really smart young lady!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I am open minded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. I am a very loyal person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. I am very creative, and can always keep busy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. I like the color of my eyes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. I love my pets like they are family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. I look sensational in a hat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. I taught myself how to do most anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. I got my GED at the age of 37... for me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. I took a class to learn to create stained glass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. I fixed this post, because someone pointed out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that I had only posted 10~ Thank you for paying &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;attention to me. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. I like that I took the time to think about me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://thursdaythirteen.com"&gt;Get the Thursday Thirteen code here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thursday+thirteen" rel="tag"&gt;View More Thursday Thirteen Participants&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115766504271192825?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115766504271192825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115766504271192825&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115766504271192825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115766504271192825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/09/thirteen-things-i-like-about-kelly-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115751836095738795</id><published>2006-09-06T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T02:36:55.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Crikey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5147/496/1600/20060904142809990001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5147/496/320/20060904142809990001.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steve Irwin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1962-2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that anyone that has ever watched his show, knew just where his head was at. He was crazy... yes. He was a risk taker... yes. He was also a great teacher concerning all kinds of animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sad way to die~ You didn't deserve it~ I hope that your children carry on your family tradition in animal conservation, and education. My best wishes to Terry, Bindi, and baby Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep well Steve Irwin... you will be missed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115751836095738795?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115751836095738795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115751836095738795&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115751836095738795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115751836095738795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-crikey.html' title='Oh Crikey!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115686820687082464</id><published>2006-08-29T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T13:09:14.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Tuesday~</title><content type='html'>Wow I finally have a moment to myself. My husband the dear guy is working today, as I will be in a few moments. Tons of paperwork to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby was home yesterday, and I insisted that he take me out of the house last night. I was not going to sit in front of the TV again. I just had to go out. So he nicely brought me to &lt;em&gt;his&lt;/em&gt; favorite Steak House. This is funny because I don't eat steak. I did have a delicious salad however with grilled chicken, with a side order of yummy big steak fries. It was terrific!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after dinner, I said ok... we went to &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; favorite place now we go to mine. "&lt;a href="http://www.lowes.com/lowes/lkn?action=home&amp;amp;lks=loweslogo"&gt;Lowes&lt;/a&gt;"!!! It's so close to my house that you could almost touch it, but I keep putting it off. I really needed to get some bird supplies, and they really have a nice assortment, of feeders, houses, and feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there I did like I usually do... drive him nuts asking his opinion about this and that. He was like "Kell I always tell you to come to these places by yourself, it doesn't matter to me". Since they were closing in 10 minutes I settled on a pretty cooper feeder for the time being, till I can steal some time away by myself. The was decision isn't easy because I have squirrels that really like to eat my feeders. I don't mind feeding them, so the one's that keep them out were not up my alley, but I don't want them eating the feeder! So wood was out! The plastic one that I have now is terrible because when the squirrels bite at it, it sounds like someone is breaking into the house. You wouldn't believe how loud it is. I also needed something big enough for the bigger birds that I am trying to keep in my yard (Jays, Cardinals, Mockingbirds, and so on). This temporary one is great because it also has a tray that the bigger birds can sit on. This is what I got for now. A little smaller than I'd like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/birdfeeder.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I was looking for, but I can't find it even online. It is much easier for the squirrels, and the jays to get jumbo nuts out of. I can't find one anywhere! I guess I'll have to make one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/birdplate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it is rainy so I intend on getting some work done, and also some of the baby blanket that I am working on. I will get pictures up soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't joined &lt;a href="http://p067.ezboard.com/bfiberfreaks"&gt;Fiber Freaks&lt;/a&gt; yet, get your booty over there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am writing this the squirrel is eating the plastic from the other feeder!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115686820687082464?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115686820687082464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115686820687082464&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115686820687082464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115686820687082464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/08/rainy-tuesday.html' title='Rainy Tuesday~'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115626101848276086</id><published>2006-08-22T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T11:36:59.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Packet of Pictures~</title><content type='html'>I really have to get some of my craftiness on this blog. It seems that it is turning more into a personal outlet, and that was not my original intention. Honestly people! Do you think I really want to bore you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... my bio Dad died 2 years ago. This was due to Luekemia. I wished that it would have taken his life sooner, because he suffered very bad. He hated the word hospital. Wow you couldn't say that word. He lost much of his sight, speech, and movement all in the last year or so. I tried to visit as much as possible, but I know that it was never enough. My aunt Pat was taking care of him, and would call me now and again to say (basically) get your butt over here. I really didn't like going to his 2nd wife's home. The wife and I somehow managed to get along to help him with his journey, but I always felt uncomfortable. Every time I tried to visit while she was working she would show up. Therefore not having a visit with Dad, but a nosey visit with the wife. My heart still hurts, but I know that my Dad understood why I stayed away much of the time... I am my father's daughter. Many of his traits were genetically transferred into me. After the memorial for my Dad I completely severed all ties. A little more than a year passed, and then my Aunt Pat who lived with them died. I never went to her memorial, and I am sure that she understood as well. Family genetics is a bitch, isn't it? Especially when you are born stubborn, and Irish to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to contact my cousins on a few occasions with no success. My only request was pictures that were promised to me. I never got a response. I suppose they were mad at me for not coming to their Mom's memorial. I totally understand. Finally the other day I get a big package in the mail. It was all of my baby photos, and photos of when my parents were married. Pictures of my Grandma, and Grandpa. Happy Christmas times as well with aluminum trees. It hurt... I cried... I can now go on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have no extended family, but they are not the only one's to blame... Stupid Irish blood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115626101848276086?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115626101848276086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115626101848276086&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115626101848276086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115626101848276086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/08/packet-of-pictures.html' title='Packet of Pictures~'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115573926360741547</id><published>2006-08-16T09:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T11:00:46.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad blogger I am!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so you may have seen a trend with me lately. I have been trying to be a good blogger, and let you in to see a bit of my life. There I go slipping up, and not blogging! Bad Kitty! Bad!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a song that I had in my head for most of the weekend by Evanescence. It made me cry because it was saying everything that I've felt lately. I know I've been quite emotional lately, and most of the time I don't admit that. A bit of PMS, and a bit of reality I guess. Wow thats a title~ It just seems like everything that I placed on my platter is falling off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete, and I went to Keansburg over the weekend. I've been going since I was a kid because it's just something you do in Jersey, besides the Seaside Heights experience. Every year I go mainly just to check it out, and run to the car. I have to admit that Keansburg was getting a little scarey. Then there was a fire, and now people are trying to change it for the better. Slowly... very slowly it is happening. It's has some big rides, lots of kiddy rides, and some wheels to play with dumb prizes. I brought my daughter when she was little as well. She loved it. I remember going on the same rides isn't that funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we didn't play the wheels or anything. I never do anymore. I got a zeppoli, and played the shooting game. You know the one where you shoot the objects around in the enclosed area. It's more like a lazor rifle. My husband laughs whenever he insists we play, because I know how to shoot. I beat him all the time. We go shot for shot, and I'm not the girly girl that will let the guy win. No way! We stopped after that to watch a few kids having fun now and again, and then we decided to go check out the boats docked at the Marina in the Atlantic Highlands. It's a pretty close drive from Keansburg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to my car I found a nice little ticket on it. Apparently you now have to walk over to a machine which I didn't see, and pay for a paper ticket to put on your windshield. Odd that I didn't see that, or a sign when I was coming in. I did see lots of tickets on other vehicles however. Needless to say I was very pissed off. There should have been more signs posted. I will pay it without question. I figure it will be my donation to the clean up, but I will enclose a note with my ticket. Even though it will problably go un-noticed, it will make me feel better to write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the Atlantic Highlands Marina, and walked along the docks. We decided long ago that we want to some day own a sailboat, so our focus was mainly on them. They are beautiful, and difficult to figure out... just like me. Just kidding! At the end of one dock there was this huge yacht. It was overwhelming, and yet breath taking. I was trying to imagine the person/people that own it. I haven't seen anything like that docked since visiting Nantucket. There are plenty of them there, and they don't stick out like a sore thumb like this one. In Nantucket they are just another accessory for the rich like jewelry. I always try to get a feel for something, and this yacht that I was staring at was screaming happiness to me. I don't know why, but I was also happy looking at it. I was happy for the lucky owner as well. I don't know why. Perhaps it is because I don't see myself as being an envious person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Target` yesterday, and bought 15 big plastic boxes that were on sale. I want to get everything out of the basement, and up into the attic. The problem is that the kiddo left most of her shit upstairs, and I have been continuously fighting with her to clean it up. Now I am going to throw most of it away. I can't wait any longer. Most of my stuff is up there already. Now it needs to be painted for the third time since owning this money pit. Atleast I won't have to see purple or electric pink anymore. Give me white, or beige anyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to bore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115573926360741547?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115573926360741547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115573926360741547&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115573926360741547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115573926360741547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-blogger-i-am.html' title='Bad blogger I am!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115496199236478925</id><published>2006-08-07T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T19:45:41.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Invisable Brother!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well I didn't get much done, with the time that I had left with the weekend. I just basically lazed around the house with the hubby, watching movies. I can't seem to get him to sit for a movie, but finally got him to watch one of my favorites "Whale Rider". We watched that in the morning. That night I got him to watch "Ten Things I Hate About You". I just had to see Heath's butt. The whole time I was thinking of things I should have been doing instead. You know GUILT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hallway is pretty much completely renovated to the way that I like it. With the exception of some molding work, and some spakle in a few places that were missed. Those are the things I can complete myself. I just don't have the motivation. Then comes the hard part "Decorating". It usually takes me a good three times to get something painted the right color before I like it. Since the hallway is traditional, I would like to keep it that way. I like the old look compared to modern any day. There is just some artsy appeal to it. The color for above the wainscoting is going to be the traditional sage green. While this is not an original choice it soothes my eyes.The wainscoting is going to be a clean beige, as are the risers on the stairs. Ohhh electric is needed as well. I guess that is a biggy. Even though my brother in law said that he could hook the new lights in, without a problem. It became a problem. There were a few other things that he should have done, but now we will have to finish. I guess we should have remembered not to hire family! Well not in this family anyway. Before you leave comments saying that family is cheaper, your wrong. He got paid what any one else would have, or more. Here are some pictures of the hallway believe it or not... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(All images are clickable, thanks to a friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/hallwayshot.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_hallwayshot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/hallway.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_hallway.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more of the hallway, but I will save them for before and afters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the doiley that &lt;a href="http://www.dixieredheaded.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stacey&lt;/a&gt; gifted to me. It is one of the most beautiful works of art I have ever held in my hands. She is truly gifted. Visit her blog when you get a chance. Talk about thread art! Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Once again all is clickable!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/fullshotofdoily.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_fullshotofdoily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/doilywithglasses.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_doilywithglasses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/partialshotofdoily.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/th_partialshotofdoily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for today I will leave you with some family photos~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/Mollyheadshot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/bettyonthewindow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/Bettydaydreaming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/Bettyindiningroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly &amp;amp; Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/MollyandPrincess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dusty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/Dusty-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry folks, but Lucky is just a little camera shy. I think it has something to do with him being the only male, in a female dominated home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115496199236478925?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115496199236478925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115496199236478925&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115496199236478925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115496199236478925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-invisable-brother.html' title='Happy Birthday Invisable Brother!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115475325913350244</id><published>2006-08-05T00:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T01:06:17.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The F Word~ ... and don't go to the beach!</title><content type='html'>Well Pete hasn't been able to work in this terrible heat. So what do we do... go to the beach with all the other idiots, that you see sweating in the News reports. We figured it had to be better near the waves, and the wind. We were so wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Manasquan (Jersey Shore), last week as reported. We had a fabulous time.This week we fit in Thursday, and Friday. A four day weekend is a treat. How sweet~ We weren't alone this time though. We took my daughter, and her boyfriend along both days. Thursday was hotter than hell. The sand was so hot we were burning our feet. Other people laughed. Ahhh.. beach humor. When we found a spot nearest to the water, we set up everything like usual, working as a team. We first got the umbrella in the sand, positioned the chairs just so. Laid our blanket down in the sun. Then took a seat and looked at the beautiful blue water.. That's when we met the F word. Oh they were small, but wow did they bite! They were Flies! Every where huge Sand flies! Wow there were 20 teaming each one of us. The only relief was to run into the water, and swim with the fishes. Everyone was complaining, but the water was fun to swim in as well. The four of us had a great time, but we had to stay near the water. Snacking was a no no!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night over Pizza in town, we all decided to just do it again the following day. Just leave our shit in the trunk, just get some fresh towels, and go to our spot the next day. We figured it couldn't possibly be as bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach that we most often hang out at is in Manasquan. No I won't tell you the exact area (they all have names)... unless you ask. It's pretty secluded from the screaming kids, and their parents. Only the cool parents with their little ones hang on our part of the beach. It is not a free beach, so if you have a bad day your screwed money wise. Of course that would be a no brainer, but it sucks so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that should have tipped us off was the badge seller. We joked, and told her to let us in for free since the previous day sucked. She looked at the four of us and laughed. She said listen... I'll let you go by without admission, because the simple fact that you are in for a worse day of torturing yourselves is funny. Let me tell you we were scared! LOL We started getting attacked on the way to finding a spot. It wasn't tough because no one was really there. It was horrible for everyone in our group but me. See... I decided the night before to make sure I wore my bikini bottoms. I always wear a short sleeved light weight shirt over them, of course with my comfy bra. Nothing seems to hold the bad boys up like my Bali bras. Anyway even though my husband had bug repellent this time it didn't help. Needless to say the bikini bottom came in handy right away, because I swam for 4 hours straight. I only stopped for water, and an occasional sunscreen break... which occured at the water line anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is now Saturday. I will not go near the beach until I hear a wind advisory stating that the frigging FLIES are out to sea! There is something about the west wind carrying them in on the beach, therefore we were attacked. We made a bunch of friends with the regulars we always see, and no one has ever seen it this bad. Please stay away! Looking at the traffic heading down there Friday night was making us laugh really hard in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW... on the car ride home. My daughter said "please don't say the F word anymore, I'm in pain". LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115475325913350244?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115475325913350244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115475325913350244&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115475325913350244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115475325913350244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/08/f-word-and-dont-go-to-beach.html' title='The F Word~ ... and don&apos;t go to the beach!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115444636847404075</id><published>2006-08-01T10:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T18:24:17.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Daze....</title><content type='html'>Wow is it hot outside, or what? The heat advisories are now in effect. I just hope that people pay attention to them. Look what is happening in California. Very sad. I'm thinking my elderly neighbor may need a friendly hello, and perhaps a lending hand with store errands. I'll see if I get up the guts to do it. She is a little weird. If I don't see her daughter's car today then I will definetly go over this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the beach on Saturday. We were originally going to a hot air balloon festival, but just didn't feel like the long drive with the directions in hand. We wanted to go some place familiar, and just veg out. I think it was the first time that we ever went by ourselves. The traffic was horrible, but we talked the whole way there. We actually learned some new things about eachother. Isn't that funny? I've heard you can learn something new every day about your spouse... now I know it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first stopped in town to our favorite deli, and had sandwiches in a basket. This deli also makes the best potato salad ever! I call it potato salad ice cream. Pete also got me to try rice pudding for the first time in my life and LOVED it~ I was hogging up all of my his. Wow was it yummy. He said that it usually isn't that good... so don't expect it like that every where. Can I say again rice pudding is YUMMY! I use to think it looked like ... well use your imagination. Looks can be deceiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then proceeded to the beach with our cooler full of bottled water, a towel, a blanket, beach necessities, and an umbrella. Umbrellas, and a high SPF spray are a must have with my fair skin. We had fun talking the whole day long. Pete got me to go in the water, which normally I wouldn't do except to look for shells. I'm more of a pool swimmer. The water has cleaned up a lot at the Jersey Shore, and was very blue and inviting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed around to collect shells, and watch the surfers. It was a very relaxing day. Usually I bring a book, yarn, and my camera. This time I didn't because we didn't have extra hands to carry the overload. I think I had more fun with just the two of us. It felt like we were dating. We left the beach around 6:30, and after cleaning ourselves up we went for dinner in town. A great ending to a perfect day. Although I would have liked more of that rice pudding! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently crocheting some cozies for my daughter's Nintendo ds, as well as some tiny doilies. Don't ask about pictures anymore. When you see them, you'll know I've cooperated with the blog laws of show &amp; tell. Till next time... hugs to all that have been kind to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign on to Lynlee's forum &lt;a href="http://peacecraft.createforum.net"&gt;Peace Craft&lt;/a&gt; ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115444636847404075?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115444636847404075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115444636847404075&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115444636847404075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115444636847404075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/08/summer-daze.html' title='Summer Daze....'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115406573352869942</id><published>2006-07-27T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T01:03:56.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullies~</title><content type='html'>This was updated, due to spelling errors, and ramble. Sorry still rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bullies - This pertains to any of you assholes out there. Young &amp; old alike.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try and explain what it felt like to be me as a kid, and my expertise with the bully dept. When all is said here that is the last I will speak of it on here ever. I have better things to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;(and please don't shed a thought that I am looking for sympathy, I'm not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved around from city to city when I was a kid, and I never made good friends. We even went so far as another state. Georgia. I think that is the only place I loved. Things just didn't work out there either for the grown ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother couldn't figure out what she wanted in life. So life was very hard for my brother, and myself. While she searched for a mate who would just *love* to settle down with two half grown kids, we were constantly being put in new schools (I think 10). We didn't have a choice. We didn't wear the nice clothes that the other kids wore. Nah... we wore what we were told to wear, and it usually came out of a bin.We never fit in anywhere without a lot of wit, personality, or ass kissing. Usually that didn't work for very long, there was always somebody waiting to hurt your feelings because you weren't as good as they were. The rejection sucked so bad, that I can still feel it today just like it was yesterday. It's in my bones, and I am defensive because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't trust very easy either. I'm sure many of you have gone through this very same thing. I'm sure it isn't a new sob story. I don't want it to appear that way either. Don't ever feel sorry for me. This isn't that type of blog post. I may come off cold, but that is why I am explaining why. I don't want sympathy. Never did like the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say to those that can relate is that, my brother and I were bullied. We were bullied on the way to school, we were bullied in school, we were bullied at lunch time and we were bullied on the way home from school. Home was always our safe little haven to close the door, and lock ourselves away. We were better known as what some would call latch key kids. My mom had to work to feed us after all. You have to respect a Mom for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong we had a lot of fun, and got into a lot of innocent kid trouble together in those days. We had crafty minds even then. We knew that we needed to use our energy for something that made us feel better, and forget our dreary day. We would do all sorts of things from building forts, to go carts, to playing board games, beating on one another, or cooking up some bottle caps on the stove. We were the envy of many neighborhood kids that were friendly, with our cool bottle caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the happiness their also was the torment. The bullies were relentless, they always managed to take the happiness away. I would often find myself being scowled at, laughed at, or looked at (in that funny way) by girls that thought they were better. I didn't know any better at that time. Even though I was sometimes very scared I wouldn't show it. Even though I wanted to cry I would never dare do it. At that time in my life I learned a bad thing. Cower, and surrender~ Be scared, and don't fight for yourself. Any happiness that was felt, was always crushed by these mean little human beings that could be really big assholes. They never had anything better to do it seemed. Why didn't their parents bother to raise them to be kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad I didn't raise my daughter to be rude, unfriendly, or unkind. I always told her to try and make the new kid at school feel welcome. Explaining how bad I once felt. Another thing I taught her was to never take shit from anyone, and to this day she doesn't. I'm extremely fortunate that I was able to be a full time Mom, unlike my own Mom who needed to work. She worked like a dog in a machine factor making coats for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am an adult that seems to have changed. I'm not a bully, but I will not tolerate any kind of abuse. I think I learned this valuable lesson sometime around when I turned thirty. I will not, and cannot be abused anymore by anyone (especially invisible people on the internet). I can't even tolerate watching other people being bullied. It's horrifying for me to watch and not do something. I can't explain why, but I can't just do nothing. I nearly went crazy on someone in my family that verbally attacked my sister once. I don't care very much for my sister, but I couldn't allow it to happen. To this very day I do not bother with that person in my family that attacked her. That person is my Sister In Law~ It's been about 9 years now that I haven't spoke to my brother over the situation, because after all it is his wife. I miss him terribly. He is my Irish twin (born a year apart), and I feel as though my heart is not the same without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could say it is a family thing, but I do it for all people. I even make faces at mean people, that treat grocery clerks like dog shit, when they are only doing their job. It usually makes the clerk smile. That's my goal. To make people smile. :)  Even though I don't come off that way in words, that is the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back to the bullies:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't going to ever get involved in anything again at DOD, but it happened. The bully has been being good in the closet without me posting. Now &lt;strong&gt;they&lt;/strong&gt; are allowing Liz to take charge. &lt;strong&gt;Wrong~&lt;/strong&gt; You can't allow people to be hurt in open public like that. Don't tell me your misunderstood. I understand you perfectly as do other's. Owner's of boards shouldn't allow people to gang up on other's, and publicly humiliate them. &lt;strong&gt;It is wrong&lt;/strong&gt;~ Especially when the gang is moderators, because the owner of the board is also one of them (3 bullies). No one is willing to step up for the victim usually, this time her friends did. &lt;strong&gt;It is wrong&lt;/strong&gt;. I let things go with the problems concerning me, and no one stuck up for me because they didn't know me. That is understood. Liz never forgot to watch every move I made, or high five someone after they did it to me. Yeah if you look at the time line of when I had my last online disagreement with someone, she posted in the five grateful things thread right after she ganged up with the person. Her grateful thing was that she loved the person. That's it. No other four things to be grateful for. She just loves being rotten.So I decided to get quiet, and do other things in my life. In the mean time she found fresh meat, and it was some one that was respected, and a person that liked her, knew her, and fought for her. &lt;strong&gt;It is wrong&lt;/strong&gt; on so many levels it isn't funny. It's serious! I was banned, as was Sarah (Kinky) for voicing my opinion. Other's left in disgust on their own! I knew this would happen... I was warned wayyyy ahead of time. I'll admit I didn't know Liz well enough, and thought I could avoid her. I should have made the choice to never go near that board. I recommend that other's don't either. I realize that there will be curiousity. Your all just waiting for it to happen again. Does that really make you a better person than Liz? Trust me... it will happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh she loves to make fun of other's off the private DOD board as well, and continuously reminds you that it is sacred not to let anyone know that they are being made fun of. They are pretty defensive over there. If you would like to know if you were a target get in touch with me, I'll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never defend Liz to anyone! Ever! As a matter of fact I never did. I just didn't, and don't like Crochetville's generic "sunshiney day" attitude, and still don't. Also I missed Kari, but now that I know she is a bully (because that is what they titled themselves for a day or so: I'm a bully,  I'm a bully too), I have no respect for her now. She never returned the friendship to me anyway. Bullies always travel in packs of two, or more.That best friend of hers will stick it to her... sooner than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my message box was a message from a gamer that I have played cards with in the past. I can't stand forwards unless they are good. When I read the words, I knew they were fitting in this situation. (I have nothing against special needs people, so please don't flame me) It was a count down to things that gamers don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was #4, and I thought about Liz immediately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nobody cares about threats over the internet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't try to act hardcore with the keyboard. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fighting online is like racing in the Special Olympics; even if you win, you're still retarded.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Once again this was meant as sarcasm, and I didn't write it, but I realize that it could hurt someone's feelings. Please don't take it that way!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, and good luck to all that stay on that board. I hope you don't get in the Almighty Liz's path. She just might eat you alive... but then again you might be someone that picked on me in school. In that case you deserve it. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember if she pisses you off... call her Liz! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115406573352869942?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115406573352869942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115406573352869942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115406573352869942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115406573352869942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/07/bullies.html' title='Bullies~'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115402575816160545</id><published>2006-07-27T14:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T14:42:38.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Like it bothers me Liz!</title><content type='html'>You have been banned for the following reason:You Pissed David Off&lt;br /&gt;Date the ban will be lifted: Never&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115402575816160545?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115402575816160545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115402575816160545&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115402575816160545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115402575816160545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/07/like-it-bothers-me-liz.html' title='Like it bothers me Liz!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115386396973718477</id><published>2006-07-25T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T18:03:03.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Put it to bed~</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm putting to bed the idea that has been rolling around in my head lately. That idea was to just mosey on my way, and stop my blog completely. I just haven't been having fun with it. Well I ... put that idea to bed. Hence~ the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people in the blogging community lately, especially the craft community have been quite vicious with comments, critism, and just out right cruelty. No that has not happened on my little slice of the web that I call home. It has been going on at my friends home's. I don't like it. Why can't everyone just get along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone needs to just sit, and type out anything that is coming out of their hearts, and heads it doesn't mean that they need a comment posted. Unless in my case it does come from a person that I consider to be a friend. If I don't know you, please do us both a favor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Read if you wish (you are cordially invited into my home here)&lt;br /&gt;2.Leave a comment if you have some constructive advice&lt;br /&gt;3.Email me if you feel the need, .....or&lt;br /&gt;4.Please get on with your own life, and don't come back~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a pretty decent, and easy going person in real life. Unless you piss me off. However I am an even harder person to get along with on the computer. First of all I hardly trust anyone on the computer. So if you get me riled on here I will and do lash out. I am pretty literate which is a handy thing to be on the computer, and pretty much enjoy being left alone unless your intelligent, and friendly. If cornered... well... I'm pretty much like my cats. Don't do it! I do strike back, and pretty harmfully. Hisssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been very crafty for a while now. I've been trying to clean up the house, and garden. I'm also really itching to get my daughter's old bedroom cleaned up once and for all, and take over the space. Something always seems to get in the way of this happening though. I think that I mentioned once before that it has a magnificent view of NYC from her room (the attic). There really is no better place for inspiration. Besides that fact there is so much room! I really need to spread out with my books, and shit up there. Some place where the husband can't call me a slob. I do have to admit that I did tell him I would share half of the space. We'll soon see about that one. hehehe Actually I'm just joking, he can have whatever space he wants. We just need to disperse of the mess in the house from renovations. It looks as though I have a flea market going on in the dining room. Antique's are strewn everywhere. YIKES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter celebrated her 22nd birthday on the 8th of July. We had a really nice bbq in the back yard. There was just five of us which made it really nice, and cozy. We bought lots of food, and basically only ate the appetizers. It was all good, cause we had plenty for the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter, and I went out for a shopping excursion 2 days before the big 22. This is a new tradition that we have started in the past few years. This way she gets somethings that she likes. She picked out a ton of cds that she has been dying to get. Then we bumped (should I say she pushed me) into the video game area. Some place I should never be let loose in. Anyway what turned into looking for one thing, wound up with her getting a cute Nintendo DS. We are big Sims freaks (daughter and I), so she needed that game to go along with it of course. Anyway it turned out to be a great shopping trip for her, and a big bill for me. Hey~ you only turn 22 once, and she is my only child by choice. :) Mommy &amp; Daddy loves you Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definetly will put my seal of approval on the new Nintendo DS. The price can't be beat for this tiny little computer. Yes computer! It's fantastic for adults as well as kids. They have this new game that you can purchase that is supposed to keep your brain working (Brain age). When I pay her's off, I'll be getting my own. Yes... yes... yes... I am a big time gamer myself. At the ripe old age of forty something I love video games. I just treated myself to an old Nintendo game system, because I had tons of games in the basement that I couldn't use. The stupid pins inside my old one got dulled out, and thus it stopped working. Now I can happily say my daughter has game envy of me, and Super Mario! LOL  Next I think I will try and find a Genesis, or Colecovision (hope I didn't spell that wrong, but sure that I did). Ebay is one of my closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of late I have been getting into my cats health issues, and have been doing it with home remedies. If your cat has an ailment let me know. We are batteling ear mites right now, and we are winning the fight! Yeah! I have been around cats all of my life, and pretty much know everything you could ever want to know. On my list of things to do is write a book about pet care. So... bring on the questions if you have them. Also send me some pics. I'd love to see your fur babies, and perhaps post some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to let old friends, and new know I was still around, and intend on staying that way. Also I just purchased a shitload of glass supplies as well as yarn. So maybe you'll be seeing pictures of both soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your name is mentioned please make a memo:&lt;br /&gt;Yes Karen it is done!&lt;br /&gt;Kenyetta the camera is on its way!&lt;br /&gt;Janet I still love my husband!&lt;br /&gt;Lynlee please email me, I wish that we could have met in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out to all, and to all a good night~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115386396973718477?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115386396973718477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115386396973718477&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115386396973718477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115386396973718477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/07/put-it-to-bed.html' title='Put it to bed~'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-115195340876286342</id><published>2006-07-03T14:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T15:03:28.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!... ummm tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A shout out to anyone that really reads my blog!! Holla!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not much to say lately. I'm just here sometimes, and other times I'm not. Actually that is mentally as well as physically... lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm just not happy lately, don't feel sorry cause I'm not depressed either. I'm just at wits end~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have a "Happy 4th"! Be careful, and be safe! Don't drink, and drive!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peace out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-115195340876286342?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/115195340876286342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=115195340876286342&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115195340876286342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/115195340876286342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-4th-ummm-tomorrow.html' title='Happy 4th!... ummm tomorrow'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-114990323706385304</id><published>2006-06-09T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T21:33:57.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still sane... sort of!</title><content type='html'>I just want Karen to know that I am still plugging away at the Sweet Pea shawl. In fact I am almost done. Thanks for the nudging! LOL The yarn that I used isn't the greatest for this stitch (dtr) so it is taking forever. The yarn is TLC amore, and it sucks to crochet with. Don't sue me big company, just send me some patterns that will work with this yarn. It is pretty but difficult. I think it would be better knitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is the same. Can't get any help from the assholes that I share DNA with. Just ask me for a kidney you assholes! LOL  There has been a lot of fighting lately within my family over the fact that I am doing everything, and the other's are ignoring everything. On top of it is the fact that he has three sons from a previous marriage so that officially makes 6 of us. No kidney is coming out of me. No way! I'm pushing bad luck aside, and officially saying I don't want anything that comes from the DNAs bodies~ Assholes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sort of the same note: Mom is feeling much better now. She spoke with Dad's heart Dr. who asked how she was on the phone. She told him about the shingles, and he sent an antibiotic to the house! What a great guy! I'm in love! It is making her much more comfortable, and she is not having any crying jags anymore. Thank God! We actually went shopping the other day, and had so much fun laughing. It was terrific. It made me heart happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step Dad on the other hand is trying to kill Mom. I would swear that he is purposely pulling a "feel bad for me act" on her, and anyone willing to listen most of the time. I know he has been very ill, but I noticed that he was very jealous when I was giving my Mom attention when she wasn't feeling well. It was like watching a little kid. I know this happens with age, but she needs attention as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done boring you all for now. I know I am starting to get long winded. Going to a BBQ tomorrow. It should be interesting. Hmmm more next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-114990323706385304?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114990323706385304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=114990323706385304&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114990323706385304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114990323706385304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-still-sane-sort-of.html' title='I&apos;m still sane... sort of!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-114922806307588323</id><published>2006-06-02T01:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T02:01:03.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm having a nervous breakdown!</title><content type='html'>Ok well... I took Dad (Step Dad) to the Dr. last week, and also for some tests. Thank goodness they are all in the same building. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dr. read his lab work from the visiting nurse, and said that he wanted him in the hospital immediately. I protested that this would take a long time, and I didn't think there was a need when all he needed was some fluids as usual. It takes up to 5 hours to get a bed in our great (rolling eyes) hospital. Anyways the Dr. left the room when Dad said no to getting admitted again. Then he returned, and agreed to let us sit in the office so the treatment could be done there. So we sat for about an hour while he got the fluid IV that he needed, and then we were on our way home. Another whew! I would have been stuck at the hospital with my extremely unsociable Dad for hours. On the way home he wanted to eat deadly food~ Atleast his appetite came back quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three of us kids, in my mother's part of the extended / blended family. With my sister being the shared child of the union. I'm the only one that has been doing anything out of the three. My brother only lives about 1/2 block from me (we don't talk... that's another story), and that is about a mile from their house. My sister moved her selfish ass far enough away so that she would never be on call. She is still only about an hour away. I fought with her during the week about coming down and visiting with them for a day on the weekend. Why do I have to do it all. I know that sounds selfish, but WTF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was supposed to come down on Sunday, so that I could spend some time with Pete. She left a message on Saturday night that my mother got nasty with her on the phone, and she wasn't going to waste her time. Waste her time?? That is her Daddy!! Like I  said WTF??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to come out like the better person, or shine like a star. I just don't want to go into therapy myself. I've been handeling the late night wants, and needs from ice packs to snacks. I've been doing the grocery shopping. Cat feeding. Garbage disposal. WTF??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my daughter went with me to get some groceries for my Mom, after I got reemed out for not being home on Sunday. I got there, and we were chatting with her for about a half an hour, then she shows me these welts / rashes she has on her. My mother thinks she has shingles... Geez couldn't you tell me this shit on the phone?? I practically ran out of the house when she showed me her crotch. Enough is enough!! I need help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is fantastic in the support that he gives me, because he knows I am on shakey ground. He listens to all of the shit that I unload on him. I guess that is why he is my best friend. He told me that I should just make sure they are ok by way of phone, and leave the groceries at the door. That's it just leave. When Dad needs to go to the Dr. he can get a cab, till I know what my Mother has.... and no she won't go to a Dr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't jepordize my own health and family as well. Can I? My brother, and sister are leaving this all on me, and it isn't fair at all. My brother I can understand, cause he has three little ones. Wait till I get that little bitch of a sister on the phone though. She is nothing but a spoiled little c..t~ Sorry hate the word, and starting to hate the person attached to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for dumping... if you read the whole thing. I just needed to get it all out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-114922806307588323?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114922806307588323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=114922806307588323&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114922806307588323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114922806307588323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-having-nervous-breakdown.html' title='I&apos;m having a nervous breakdown!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-114865934100834472</id><published>2006-05-26T11:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T12:02:21.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Friday!</title><content type='html'>I hope that everyone has a nice weekend! Lots of pools being opened, so lets all be safe... ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta take Dad to to the Dr. today. Mom has been pretty sick, and I am trying the best that I can to help them out. The in home / weekly nurse took his blood during the week, and the results didn't look to great. He is really weak, and starting to fall all over the house. He refuses to use his walker, and thus almost fell through the glass coffee table... which should be removed. I'm not sure how I am going to handle taking him to the Dr. by myself, but it has to be done. I don't know why the fuck they make you come in when you are so weak! What happened to home visits??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully both parents will be ok enough for Pete, and I to be able to sneak away for the day to the beach on Sunday. The way that things look, I'm not so sure. Keeping my fingers crossed cause Pete really needs a break as well. Maybe we'll be nice and bring the kid. She has been working with Daddy all week, and he said she is a terrific house painter, and alot of fun to work with... so maybe we will have someone to hand the business down to in the future. We do gutters &amp; painting if I haven't mentioned it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am out of here for now. Going to work on updating the sidebar a little more. I may change the template soon, cause the green is starting to get to me. All depends on how much I get to sneak on here. Can't get online when hubby/Pete is home. He hates computers! Well atleast I have it to myself, so I really shouldn't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again as promised I hope to put some pictures up soon. I have a shitload of them on the camera, just have to upload them into the computer is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outta here! Great weekend to all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-114865934100834472?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114865934100834472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=114865934100834472&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114865934100834472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114865934100834472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-friday.html' title='Happy Friday!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-114797104674959176</id><published>2006-05-18T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T12:50:46.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crochet &amp; Gardening!</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling so much happier now that the sun is struggeling to reappear. The sun feels so good, that I am getting very motivated to do things around the house, and outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on the sweetpea shawl still, with the encouragement, and nudging from my friend Karen. It is halfway complete, and is starting to look the way it is supposed to. I just didn't like the way that this starts off so lumpy. I think it is the stitch (dtr). Anyway it will make a nice birthday present for my daughter in July. Also made some of Natalie's econo bags. Very easy, and useful. When I post pictures (I know) you'll see what I mean about them being very useful for anything you carry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing a lot of garden shopping lately. Now we have to get all of these beauties into the ground in between all the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok out of here for now. I'll post more very soon. I know that I am a bad poster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-114797104674959176?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114797104674959176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=114797104674959176&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114797104674959176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114797104674959176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/05/crochet-gardening.html' title='Crochet &amp; Gardening!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-114711527534448607</id><published>2006-05-08T14:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:07:55.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday... Monday!</title><content type='html'>It was wonderful last weekend. I did talk the hubby into going to my favorite flea market in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always a great thing to meet a fellow crafter who is willing to spend some time chatting. I happened across a couple who make these fantastic candle holders. I've seen something similar to what they were selling in magazines, but upon interviewing them I could tell they were the real deal. Always a skeptic I am. He actually blows the glass that hangs into these decorative metal baskets. Very beautiful... I had to buy from these folks because no one was appreciating the handmade items that they were selling. He took time away from his lunch to talk with me, so I said here consider it my treat for the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really pisses me off that no one appreciates something that is not mass produced! I guess that is the reason that I don't do my stained glass that much anymore. Well actually I haven't cut in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really into crocheting lately, and am working on a few new things. I know that I have to pick up the camera, to actually show some stuff off. I just hate all the editing bullshit that goes along with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step Dad is not in the greatest mood still, but I guess that is to be expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post more when I feel like I have something interesting to share. Right now I'm going to take a nap with my sweetie cause he came home early today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out to all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-114711527534448607?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114711527534448607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=114711527534448607&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114711527534448607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114711527534448607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/05/monday-monday.html' title='Monday... Monday!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-114624982345420722</id><published>2006-04-28T14:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T10:28:17.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>I am soooo glad that Friday is finally here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I get to cuddle with my hubby Pete for the weekend... well if he doesn't get any urgent calls. We own a painting/gutter business. It's been picking up in the painting area lately which is unusual since it is usually the other way around. He isn't complaining though. As a matter of fact he is hoping for more paint work. I like it because I get to see him more when it rains!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a Foodie Friday person yet. I just don't like to cook really. I have a lot of recipes, but not sure I want to give away family secrets yet ya know? Hmmm I'll have to think about it though. I mean of course I would give them to my friends, just not the whole friggin blogging community. Next thing I know my fabulous Crumb Cake will be posted everywhere! Next thing I know it will be on the shelves at the local grocery store. Well that would be good, cause then I wouldn't have to make it. Hence no dishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it isn't like anyone is begging me to join in. I just kinda feel left out. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Dad is home, but not doing well. Today he has to go in and get more blood taken. He just had some taken by the home nurse yesterday, but they are making him huff it over to the office with his walker anyway. Of course my Mom is driving. I didn't mean he was walking all the way. Something about his blood levels is showing that he is dry even though he is filling with water. His feet, and legs are huge. I don't know if the Dr's really know what the fuck they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to clean up the blog a little. If you've been here you'll notice that some links are gone... I'll be posting some new one's as well. If anyone knows how I can make the font in the side bar smaller that would help a great deal, cause the code shit is giving me a headache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much planned for the weekend. Maybe I'll talk Pete into going to the big flea market at Giants Stadium tomorrow. I just love all the stuff I find there... even though I don't need anything... as he always points out when we are there. This time, if we go (hehehe) I'm going to try and lose him for a little while. He always looks at guys shit anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm outta here. I solemnly swear to my buds that I will try and post more. I mean I am here all the time anyway answering the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh click here if you aren't a self righteous person like this woman apparently is: &lt;a href="http://donnalynn2.blogspot.com/2006/03/news-from-weekend.html"&gt;Donna Lynn's Blog: News from the weekend&lt;/a&gt;. If your an asshole you'll agree with her, if not then you are human. Love is love, no matter how you love, and no matter who you love! There will only be one judge on judgment day, and I don't think that hate should work into any sector of the Christian religion. Want to judge? Judge my former religion Roman Catholic~ How do you think God will judge all those priests when they come before the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donna Lynn, you are truly an asshole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog, my space, my opinion~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-114624982345420722?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114624982345420722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=114624982345420722&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114624982345420722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114624982345420722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/04/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-114555101734019017</id><published>2006-04-20T12:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T12:36:57.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Step Dad update!</title><content type='html'>Well my step-Dad was in the hospital a couple of weeks ago. He had to have a defibrulator put into his chest to help regulate the heart. Afterwards, he found out that he had to carry around a bag with an IV pump in it. The doctor says most likely he will have to carry it for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came home feeling really bummed out, and (you know men) very sorry for himself. I really can't blame him, because he is very out going, and this just adds to all of the other complications that he has had with the kidneys etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night we were once again admitting him into the hospital. Thank God it was a direct admit, and we didn't have to wait for hours in the ER again. His feet were filling with fluid again, and as a result the heart doc felt that this could be the onset for heart failure again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday... when visiting I came to find out that his room-mate was an amputee (sp?). 4 times this poor guy had to endure amputations, and he was in such pain. His wife was just the love of his life (you could tell). I had a nice conversation with her, and she told me how this will not effect her husband's mobility in any way. Before this last operation he took a special bus to wherever he needed to go. Dialysis 3 times a week, by himself. He would make sure he visited friends, and joined in with his Mooseclub activities as always. Well ... I wasted no time at all to whisper this to Dad who immediately perked up, and started feeling a little more lucky about life. So he has to carry a bag around. I'm sure we could get him an insulated fanny pack somwhere. Now I just wish he would ease up on my Mom a bit. She is really depressed, and being kinder and more patient than I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This just in*~~ Just got a phone call from Mom while I was on the computer, that Dad may be coming home tomorrow. Now I just have to keep reminding him how lucky he is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-114555101734019017?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114555101734019017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=114555101734019017&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114555101734019017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114555101734019017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/04/step-dad-update.html' title='Step Dad update!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-114479562117665426</id><published>2006-04-11T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T18:47:01.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today!</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to title the damn thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how is everyone doing today? Hopefully everyone is in good health, and getting outside. The weather is absolutely beautiful here today, and what did I do... nap... Oh well it was a good nap either way. Now before the husband gets home I have a ton of shit to do. Thank goodness he works late when it is nice out, well when he has a paint job to do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I had problems with birds being eaten again in my yard. Yes you read right. I like to hang a bird feeder in a little tree, outside of my dining room window. (sounds nice doesn't it? Actually the room is a mess!) Anyways I was having the same problem as last year with ferrel cats going after the doves. It was a really sad thing to find the feathers all over the yard, and it bothered me to the point where I got upset feeding the birds. I mean it was like I was giving the cats the bait. Well last week the same thing happened again. So today I'm laying on the couch being lazy, and napping when I here this weird noise. I said SHIT it's that friggin cat again. Well I run to the side window where two of my cats are perched and looking out the window. I just knew it was going to be a messy fight out there. I peer out as slowly as I can getting ready to bang on the window like a mad woman to scare the cat away (if the bird is ok). What do I see but a big ass turkey strutting and gobbling in my yard under the bird feeder eating the scraps. I was like wait a minute I live in a over populated burb in NJ, and this can't be for real. Now I'm really worried that a cat is going to have a feast with this huge bird, so I call my husband really quick. All the while sneaking out of the house so I can do something with this (for lack of a better word) big bird. My husband was laughing his ass off. After trying to call the bird over he goobled on over to the neighbors yard. Who just happened to be outside. So to be sure I wasn't seeing things I said hey (yeah I'm friendly) did you see that turkey? He was like OMG ... a turkey... a turkey, and then he ran in his house. Real help huh? lol My husband really gave it to me over the phone for not having the batteries in the camera at the time. Rest assured it will be downstairs and ready to go from now on (the procrastinator). I could have sent that to the local newspaper for kicks. Anyway thought I'd share!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-114479562117665426?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114479562117665426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=114479562117665426&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114479562117665426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114479562117665426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/04/today.html' title='Today!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-114357813650198973</id><published>2006-03-28T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T15:35:36.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They say it's your birthday!!!  (Beatles song)</title><content type='html'>Hi all!&lt;br /&gt;Yes today is my birthday! My wish list is on the side there, so if you want to send me something go on and do it... lol... just kidding... ummm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 isn't something that really makes me want to jump up, and down, but it is all in the way that you feel &amp;amp; look. I am pretty, so that is something.... lol. Ok you found me in a goofy mood. Why not "they say it's my birthday"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't been around all that much the two of you out there that care. :) I love ya's! Been gaming a lot lately, so if you want to play a game look for me in pogo under the name KCatz11. I haven't really been very social lately because in real life I find my self a little overwhelmed of late. I am a bit of a loner to begin with, so even one phone call could push me over the edge... lol Truly, you should ask my family. I get yelled at all the time. My mother knows that it has always been that way, even when I was a child so she doesn't mind all that much. Usually the people closest to me think that I am mad at them. This just isn't the case!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up my hook lately, and started making some bookmarks again. This time I'll save them for Christmas presents. They are getting fancier. My husband is happy to see some of the supplies that lie on the end table in the living room finally going to use. Now if I could just muster up the energy to do the same with my glass supplies in the basement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are just going out to my favorite local Italian joint for dinner tonight (yummy), and then back to the house for cake. Wish the two of you could be here! :) Thanks for asking about my where abouts, and I promise not to disappear for so long again. Next time pictures!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-114357813650198973?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/114357813650198973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=114357813650198973&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114357813650198973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/114357813650198973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2006/03/they-say-its-your-birthday-beatles.html' title='They say it&apos;s your birthday!!!  (Beatles song)'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-113570862939978339</id><published>2005-12-27T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T13:37:09.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey there!</title><content type='html'>I hope that all the festivities went well, and are going well for everyone. I know just how stressful they can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve, went well. We always have it at my house. Other than my mother's usual comments that bring everyone down. It went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day we went to my sister in laws house. It was a mob scene at best. It was a fun day because there was always someone to talk to. Everytime you turned around someone was there. It was very family like, and the day went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell I'm not really into the Christmas holiday season. It just gets me more annoyed than it should. All the worry, and it is over before you know it. Now I am just looking forward to getting the tree down, after New Year Day, and getting on with daily activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm going to visit some other more exciting blogs now. So off I go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-113570862939978339?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/113570862939978339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=113570862939978339&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/113570862939978339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/113570862939978339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-there.html' title='Hey there!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-113489031157239192</id><published>2005-12-18T01:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T02:26:44.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah!</title><content type='html'>Well here comes the big day! I hope that everyone is prepared with their gifts, and menus, and such. Me ... well I just wait till the last minute for everything of course. I'm not sure where I am going or if I will be going to Mom's as usual. She just loves to fuss for us all, and who am I to complain. I really should be taking over the reigns this year, and perhaps I will. I'll get back to you on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants a scarf! So my nimble fingers have been mass producing them to the point where I am begging my husband to help out. He is a little intrigued, but still thinks its for women. I have faith that I will be able to get through to him soon, and get those fingers crocheting, and knitting in no time. I'll get back to you on that one as well. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter moved out in May, and took with her, her favorite cat Daphney. Well Daphney happened to be sick (very sick), and eventually a couple of months ago we decided it was best to let her soul go to a better place (the vet helped). I couldn't talk about this because my SP at crochetville would have caught on as to who I was. Any who... an update on that topic is that my daughter was very emotionally depressed going home, and not having anything to care for. Last week she adopted a little boy, and now I have a little grandson. They even let me name him! Chris and her boyfriend couldn't come up with a name, and when I passed my idea by them individually they loved it. So he is now Romeo! Needless to say Romeo is a kitty. As any Grandma I am in love with him completely! He loves to give kisses... thus the name. I will post some Christmas pics ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be a little attached because I also lost one of my babies a few weeks ago. The vet said that she was in the forgone stages of liver damage, and that there was nothing I could do. She was very close to my heart my Ginger, and she was very sweet. The sweetest baby that I had actually. She never bothered anyone, or any other cat. Although they tormented her. Ginger was about 13 years old. The day that she died she was lying next to me on the couch, I knew it was going to happen the night before, but it was as if she waited for me. I can't say that it was easy to watch, but I'm sure glad that I was alone her. She was one of my friends, and always sat on my lap as I typed on the computer. I will miss her dearly. Wow did I cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a side note: Please people think hard before you get yourself a pet. You really should be ready for all the home damage that they cause, and know that you have to be responsible before you adopt. Its a big job to jump into, and I really do lecture people all the time. Don't do it, if you can't do it for the entire life of the pet. They become family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that I am back, and sane finally. I think. I'm cleaning, and decorating like the old me of years ago. I'm really getting into the spirit of things. I've lost love, but I will live for others that still need me. I have to learn to go forward. (and no I'm not in therapy... lol) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be reading and catching up on everyone else's blogs tomorrow. I hope there is alot to catch up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now Brats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-113489031157239192?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/113489031157239192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=113489031157239192&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/113489031157239192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/113489031157239192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/12/blah.html' title='Blah!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-113246768721514884</id><published>2005-11-20T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T01:21:27.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I loved you!</title><content type='html'>Even though I am a hard person to understand, even I have feelings. I don't show them all the time, but I sure do feel them inside. I always feel as if something will go wrong so not much bothers me. To much has gone wrong for me in my life, but today I will not feel sorry for myself. Today my last life line to my father's family is gone to me. A huge family that has never embrassed a child of divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father's only sibling, my Aunt Pat went before the pearly gates today. I am sure that she got in right away knowing the person that she was. I'm sure that she was pushed to the head of the line. She was one of the most unselfish, non-complaining, sweetest person I have ever yet to meet in my life. She never thought of herself ever. Her only worry was for other's constantly. Her death was very unexpected... no one knew she was ill. It is a great tragedy not to have her with us anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wonderful woman took care of my father (helping his wife) until the end of his life last year. He battled many cruel years with Lukemia. I don't think that Aunt Pat had much to live for after he left her. She didn't want to be a burden on her children... thinking she would inflict damage upon their marriages. She stayed on with my father's wife, and helped in anyway that she could. I really think that the stress did her in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Dearest Aunt Patty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke with you a little over a week ago Aunt Pat... but I wish that I could speak to you now. My heart is breaking for the things that I should have said, but didn't. I know that you are in a better place, and that is what is comforting me right now. I will always love you! Thank you for everything that you brought into my life. Thank you for all of the advice that was given. I will think of all of the things you tried to teach me about forgiveness. I can't say that I can do it, but I will try to remember the reasons. Being Irish is sometimes a curse that cannot be broken in terms of stubborness. I know you understand this about me, better than anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please say hello to Dad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-113246768721514884?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/113246768721514884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=113246768721514884&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/113246768721514884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/113246768721514884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-loved-you.html' title='I loved you!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-113103998641391721</id><published>2005-11-03T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T13:00:17.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://julisjots.blogspot.com"&gt;Juli&lt;/a&gt;... thanks... lol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The question was what is on your desktop? I wasn't sure what the question meant at first. I thought you meant my actual desk...duh..That is pretty messy, and would be hard to describe. If I had to take a picture I would be horrified!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I looked at Juli's taggers site, since I couldn't get on her site. So I guess you want to see my background picture. I'm not sure if it will show since I am into green everywhere including my blog. Here it is though... it's called "Fall Leaves". Pretty boring huh? At least it fits the season around here. I think I've had it up since last year... maybe it's time for a re-decorating on the desktop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/FallMemories.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If they read this I tag: Lynlee, Karen, &amp;amp; Ken! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-113103998641391721?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/113103998641391721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=113103998641391721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/113103998641391721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/113103998641391721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/11/tagged_03.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-113077520654779376</id><published>2005-10-31T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T11:13:26.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>I hope that everyone eats lots of candy today, and gets fat! lol... only kidding! Have a safe &amp; happy one! Make sure your kids are watched every second if you do decide to let them ring bells. I'm glad my daughter is to old for that stuff. I think 21 is a good cut off age don't you?? LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a crafts festival / flea market yesterday with my daughter. It wound up being more on the flea market end of things. Lots of old flea markety junk! The crafts that were there just happened to be prefab stuff that comes in kits, and were wayyy over priced. The other crafts that I saw there were only being looked at for copying value. Nobody really buys somebody else's hard work anymore. Everyone prefers to do it themselves these days. I guess that is why there is such a  resurgence for home made goodness... the price tags! Yes we would all love to sell what we love to do, but does it always work out that way? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished some gorgeous scarves over the weekend, and also made my daughter a hat that she scooped up right away. I have to make a mental memo to hide stuff from now on. Then again I get her great discount at the store she works at... so I guess it balances out. I really have to make a mental note to take back Mandee's card from her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camera batteries are charging right now. I will take pics of everything including Karen Carter's goodness to me being a SP when I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-113077520654779376?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/113077520654779376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=113077520654779376&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/113077520654779376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/113077520654779376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-112999139819124872</id><published>2005-10-22T10:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T11:17:58.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spammers!!</title><content type='html'>Please do not click on any links in the comments area that have anything to do with advertisement! I didn't want to have to turn on the stupid word verification thing, but I had to. Pictures will be coming as soon as I can find my rechargeble battery that rolled under the sink. It's yucky and raining today... I'm in a terrible mood, but I am fortunate enough to sit her... so I am lucky. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the test, and I am a bear. Could I post it no! Don't ask me why but everything else on the page disappeared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-112999139819124872?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/112999139819124872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=112999139819124872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112999139819124872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112999139819124872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/10/spammers.html' title='Spammers!!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-112995046338032036</id><published>2005-10-21T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T23:07:43.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids! Ugh!</title><content type='html'>Young or old, if you give birth to them, or adopt them they are your kids for life. My daughter is 21 years old, and just called me a little while ago for a ride home. Her boyfriend didn't show up for some reason. This meant that I had to move two vehicles in the driveway (not allowed to park on street). One of the vehicles was a big ass Hertz rental truck that my dh had to rent for work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can probably figure out what happened... I get there, and there she is with her boyfriend. I just drove by and waived I was sooo pissed. I mean I was very happy that she was safe, but I am a miserable person at around 11pm. Especially in my PJs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-112995046338032036?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/112995046338032036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=112995046338032036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112995046338032036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112995046338032036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/10/kids-ugh.html' title='Kids! Ugh!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-112793729901155407</id><published>2005-10-05T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T14:45:13.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>Ok, everyone, and I mean everyone has terrific pics on their blogs with their projects featured. Why don't I? I am always taking pictures of my Secret Pals gifts, and things. Never am I taking pictures or mentioning my projects. Hmmm.... I have to fix that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I must correct is that Percy is in fact a cat! Now I know that he looks like a tough cat, but he is in no way a dog. Maybe it was just the angle that I took the picture. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't to much that I can say because I will give myself away to my SP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a knitting / crochet fair at my daughter's place of work, and I have to say in all fairness it was really a knitting fair. Even though there were mostly professional knitters there, I saw most people purchasing crochet supplies. Also I can only blame myself because they did want to hire me for the day to do crochet demos. I just didn't think I was good enough. Needless to say I will do it next time, because I am better than no crocheter at all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun either way looking, and touching all the yummy new yarns, and buy them at a decent discount. Although I do get a great discount all the time, this was kinda fun because there were alot of other crazy yarnaholics there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-112793729901155407?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/112793729901155407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=112793729901155407&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112793729901155407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112793729901155407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/10/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-112645235446909892</id><published>2005-09-11T11:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T12:44:02.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pics finally!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well here is my favorite little guy again Percy. &lt;a href="http://members.cox.net/lazybonz/"&gt;Becky&lt;/a&gt; aka Crazzy Cow made him for me with her own hands. Great work Becky! I'm amazed that someone would take so much time for a pal. Becky was my Summer Secret Pal at &lt;a href="http://crochetville.org"&gt;Crochetville&lt;/a&gt;. She didn't send him to me in the reveal, but did send the instructions to make a whole family of kitties. I figured I'd show him off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/Percythekitty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Becky also was extremely generous with her reveal package (shown below) by sending these great things as well. A doiley, two yummy candles that smell so good I'm getting more online. Some Bernat Bling Bling, beautiful chenille from Lion, a snowflake for my tree, and some great stickers, and quilled ones as well. Also she made me the "Cat in the Hat" holder, which I intend on putting some of my downloaded/ printed WIPs in. Thanks so much Becky!!! She has also given me her friendship in return which is a gift within itself!!! Hugs to you Becky!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/goodiesfromBecky.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/catinthehat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;These are the fantastic bookmarks that I received in the bookmark swap. I hope that everyone liked mine as well. It was my first time working with thread, and now I am hooked (literally).From left to right:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Princesstrish's, Crochetrae's, Diamond's, Crazzycow's, and Ladysource's. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/bookmarks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Last but certainly not least is my package from my Autumn Secert Pal. My favorite yarn, an extremely gorgeous, and soft scarf (love the edging that you can't see in my photo), a great candle that I have already used up, and some Popourri. Thank you so much. You have really made my days with your emails, and ecards as well. You are a real sweetie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/AutumnSPgifts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I would like to take the time to say thank you to all of the courageous fire fighters that lived, and died on 9/11 doing their jobs in the most terrible of conditions. Also I have said a prayer for all of the families that have lost loved ones in that tragedy, that I unfortunately got to witness at a distance. It was a sad day then, as it is now... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-112645235446909892?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/112645235446909892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=112645235446909892&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112645235446909892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112645235446909892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/09/some-pics-finally.html' title='Some pics finally!!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-112627733753514876</id><published>2005-09-09T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T16:09:36.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while!</title><content type='html'>So sorry that I haven't posted in a while! I just haven't been online all that much lately. I've been on here once in a blue moon to visit some sites that I like. As well as downloading some patterns to crochet. Other than that I have been pretty much keeping myself on the downlow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to thank my autumn secret pal at &lt;a href="http://crochetville.org"&gt;Crochetville&lt;/a&gt; she has been really sweet with all of the ecards, as well as the goodies that she has sent me. As soon as I get off of here I am going to upload the pictures finally. My summer secret pal was &lt;a href="http://members.cox.net/lazybonz/"&gt;Becky&lt;/a&gt;, and we are becoming pretty good online friends as well as her being a really generous pal also. I've been really lucky to meet so many nice people at the ville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the &lt;a href="http://crochetville.org"&gt;ville&lt;/a&gt;... it is free to join, and has been written about in articles in magazines such as Interweave knits, and Women's Day Crochet addition recently. It's really exciting to see this once little group turn into such a great place for people to meet, and talk about what they love best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I can't leave without saying that I have been overly depressed about the situation in Louisiana. My heart is breaking for these broken hearted, and very mistreated people. I now feel that I live in a country that I no longer want to live in anymore. I can't keep my eyes off of CNN. For some reason the unspeakable is hard not to watch. That is probably why I haven't been online much lately either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone gives in one way or another. My family will be giving to Habitats for Humanity, and I will be looking for the donation trucks in my area as well. I realize that the cost of getting items there is expensive, but there have been generous people in my area that are paying for the trucks so that we can give items. It just makes you feel a little closer than cash. Even though cash is king right now. Just be careful which charitable organization is getting it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-112627733753514876?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/112627733753514876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=112627733753514876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112627733753514876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112627733753514876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-112321500307312793</id><published>2005-08-06T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T21:03:03.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Court appearance over with!</title><content type='html'>I'm really quite upset still. Lynlee I agree with your comment totally, but you of all people will understand what has infuriated me. I think I would break my own legs if I drove drunk! That definitly wasn't the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago I was pulled over for (really) doing nothing, a police officer in my state can just pull you over for no reason. I honestly don't know how lawful this should be since I didn't do anything wrong. I wasn't driving a box truck that could have bombs in it. I didn't swerve, or forget to use my blinkers. He just felt like stopping me instead of all the other drivers on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked like crap because I had just dropped my daughter off at work that morning, and didn't have time for the whole make-up shabang bull, I was even still in my PJs which were sweats. At the time I was headed for the local Burger King for some drive thru breakfast. Low &amp; behold there were the famous flashing lights behind me on an incredibly congested road. I'm not use to this, and I was extremely nervous to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I didn't do anything wrong, because I am completely anal about this matter. I'm seriously anal about driving! No kidding! NJ has so many accidents on the road every day that I don't need to be a statistic. I usually just watch the nuts go by, and curse them along... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I did remember something as I was getting pulled over... my license was expired! I tried to get it renewed twice before it was due to expire, but I didn't have the new documents that NJ requires. NJ implimented a new law this year that makes you prove with a &lt;em&gt;third&lt;/em&gt; peice of paper that you are married lawfully to whom you say you are married to. You can't use church documents, or your old marriage license. If you carry your husband's name then beware in the state of NJ because now you need even more documentation of the fact. I feel that this is not protecting my identification because when I did get the certificate of marriage I only had to give my marriage date... not one single peice of ID with it. The only thing I could think of was that the DMV was making sure I wasn't gay! Which really got me pissed to the point where I didn't care if I had it re-newed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the officer came to the side of my window I did everything that you normally should do. When I handed him my paper work I openly admitted that my license was expired, and tried to explain the situation. I then asked why I was pulled over, and he said I'll let you know when I get back. He then made me wait in the car for about 15 minutes while he tried to dig up any dirt on his computer in the cruiser. When he came back to the car he told me that I was not a licensed driver in the state of NJ, and that I needed to remove myself from the vehicle and to contact someone to pick me up. At that point I had no cell phone, because I had given it to my daughter. Upon telling him this he told me to park, and that he would drive me to the nearest phone. He dropped me off in my PJs at the nearest diner, and I turned around and asked as I was getting out why he pulled me over. His answer was "Random Stop". What bullcrap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very same day I did get everything cleared up. Then I found out at the DMV that I need a new birth certificate. The originals in the town where I was born where forged, and records were stolen (fabulous!). Another thing to waste an entire day on. I can't get it online unless I spend 60 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to court the other day, and the prosecutor simply laughed as I looked at my husband, and said sir my only crime is being married to this man for the past twenty one years. Why is it that I am being penalized for it now. He said you are forgiven your crime, sign here and go in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still pretty pissed that certain officials in my state will marry gay couples, and yet they don't care what the other officials will do to everyone! I think gay couples should marry, why not? I just don't think that other officials that don't like the idea should take it out on &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; married couple. So now everyone must prove they are not gay, and the married gay couples won't be allowed to drive. Give me a break! Our previous Governor was, and is openly GAY! He actually had to come out of the closet, and resign because of it. Come on people we have to start changing some laws here. We have to start doing some of the speaking, instead of letting these pigheaded officials that we put in office make up our minds on every issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I think everyone deserves to live in harmony in whatever fashion they choose, as long as they aren't criminals. Being gay is not a crime! While I am on the court subject... as far as racial profiling in NJ goes... that courtroom didn't have many white people sitting there. I think I was among four out of 70!! The cops know that these people don't live in these towns thats why they are targeted, but that is another story for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to sound off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-112321500307312793?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/112321500307312793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=112321500307312793&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112321500307312793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112321500307312793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/08/court-appearance-over-with.html' title='Court appearance over with!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-112317218740623400</id><published>2005-08-04T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T12:35:03.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well I've finally figured out how to add multiple pictures at the same time! Wow what a work out, and how stupid I feel now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are some of my pictures from my vacation to Sanible, Fl. It was absolutely gorgeous the entire time that we were there, which is unusual. It didn't rain at all with the exception of one night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes I know that it may seem strange to some, but it was my very first time to Florida. I loved it! We were invited on this vacation by my husband's nephew, his wife, and of course their perfect happy baby. The baby didn't cry or get fussy once, and I might add that he was teething! What a great kid! Made me a little tempted... just a little!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/vacation5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was my husband walking out on the sandbar. The water was just like a nice warm bath. Also clear, and inviting unlike the Jersey shore, which is what I am used to. I hate waves now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/vacation4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our baby nephew Jason Jr. He was sitting in a hole having fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/vacation3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a nice shot of a bird that I took. One of many! I'm a bird nut!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/vacation2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another nice shot... can you believe how close to shore that boat was?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/Vacation1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Surprise... surprise a picture of me with the hubby! I hate getting my picture taken, but I knew I had to show one to prove I was there. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;There are a few other things that I would like to post pics of, but that will have to wait. I have a stupid court appearance today in the local town next to us. It was due to a traffic violation! Something that is really on my nerves that I will have to post about when it is over with. I'm going to try and fight it, and will let you know the cause, and outcome soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-112317218740623400?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/112317218740623400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=112317218740623400&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112317218740623400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112317218740623400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/08/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-112239124479190557</id><published>2005-07-26T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T11:20:44.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziness Vs. Laziness</title><content type='html'>Just can't seem to get my butt in gear lately. Hence the title of this post. Not really sure which one it is. Maybe the heat is just frying my brain. I've got so much stuff to do, and I just can't or won't find the time to do it. I have to get out of this funk! I now have a whole attic all to myself to do with whatever I please, but I just can't or won't find the time to clean it up. When my daughter officially left home I told her to clean it ALL up, but now I know what kind of tenant she is... ugh! Don't worry I will make her help somehow! (Sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend on making the attic my official playroom for myself. It overlooks NYC, and Teterboro airport so the view will either be inspiring or daydreaming space. At one time I had the basement, and then the flood came... the one from the washing machine... lol. Anyways that took all the fun out of the basement for me, because everything was moved all over the place. I do need a sink to work on my glass, but I guess the stairs will have to take me to the water source (bathroom) till I hit the lottery. :) Either way I have to get my butt in gear. Of course it will also serve for all of my other vices as well. (YARN!) LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run and get some more coffee in my system, and maybe just maybe some exercise this afternoon. Of course it will have to be in the house because of the heat. Wow is it hot out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now... yes the pictures are finally on the computer! Now to get them on photobucket... hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-112239124479190557?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/112239124479190557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=112239124479190557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112239124479190557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112239124479190557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/07/craziness-vs-laziness.html' title='Craziness Vs. Laziness'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-112140461555769619</id><published>2005-07-15T01:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T01:16:55.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises again!</title><content type='html'>I promise to solemly get my butt in this seat later this morning, and post my pictures. I will also let everyone know the craziness that has been going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca, I am glad that you understand! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-112140461555769619?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/112140461555769619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=112140461555769619&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112140461555769619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/112140461555769619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/07/promises-again.html' title='Promises again!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111945086937249419</id><published>2005-06-22T10:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T10:37:04.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the advice!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to all that sent me emails, or posted a comment concerning the crochet hook dilemma. I know what it says on the carriers site about bringing hooks, and such on board. I just had to hear it from others. I'll make sure to bring along a self addressed envelope just in case. Its only a little over a three hour flight, but I get figedy just the same. Lets just hope that the drugs (prescribed) put me to sleep so I don't have to worry so much. LOL ... Actually I am more worried about all the security for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll post when I get back. Bye to all for now! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111945086937249419?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111945086937249419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111945086937249419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111945086937249419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111945086937249419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/thanks-for-advice.html' title='Thanks for the advice!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111903291992477115</id><published>2005-06-17T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T14:30:02.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Well it is almost unbelievable, but the husband and I are going on a vacation! We are going with relatives that own a condo in Sanible, Fl. So the rent is free. Just air fare (done), rental car (done), and food! This is sooo excellent. I really need to get away from it all for a little while. It's a much needed vacation that is for sure. I'll make sure that I take plenty of pictures, and actually post some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that many of you have taken your crochet stuff on flights. The question is can I take my sterilites, or should I stick to the plastic? Please advise me if you know about this first hand. I don't really trust the airline site, because they change the rules everyday. Any advise would be appreciated Crochet friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finished with the bookmark swap, and need to send them on their way. Now I am hooked on making bookmarks! I am going to make bookmarks for every gift I need to give. So besides being drugged up, or drunk I want to bring my stuff... to keep the nervousness at bay somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was a cute photo of my Betty so I am sharing. It's the main reason why my bathroom floor isn't clean at the moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/Bettyinbucket.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111903291992477115?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111903291992477115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111903291992477115&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111903291992477115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111903291992477115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111836211981680431</id><published>2005-06-09T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T11:01:27.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My secret pal is the sweetest! She hinted at who she was (shouldn't do that with me), and although I thought she was Rebecca because of the cow picture (and Rebecca recently met a cow up close) I thought it was her. You can read about it here at &lt;a href="http://ewedevil.com"&gt;Ewe Devil&lt;/a&gt;. I am sure Rebecca thinks I am a nut case by now with my comment on her blog. Sorry Rebecca!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I now think I know who it is, but I won't let on (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Little cow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). I did post to her blog however, and hope I got her right. If you are reading this I want you to know you are a sweetie, whoever you are! Here is the great package that my pal sent to me a few weeks ago. Like I said in previous posts, I have been really late with downloading pictures (bad me). Here are my presents:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/summersecretpal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My pal sent me some patterns, a beeswax candle making kit (love it), a photo frame making kit (love it), a knitter's gauge (which I will use for the ruler purpose for now), some yummy Bernat Boa (love it, and the color), and a beautiful card to say hi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you Secret Pal you really did make my day! I love these swaps, they make you feel special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111836211981680431?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111836211981680431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111836211981680431&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111836211981680431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111836211981680431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/more-pictures.html' title='More pictures!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111815417718067634</id><published>2005-06-07T10:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T10:43:34.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Pictures!</title><content type='html'>Sorry that I haven't posted in a few. Just been a little busy with lifes little hiccups that won't stop. I'm sure that everyone knows what I mean.... because I am not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone had a nice holiday last week. We had a last minute bbq at my house. Which was nice, and quiet. Just 7 of us that are close in my family~ same people at every party which is just fine with me. I hate to entertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter Chris recently got a job at the new A.C. Moore that opened nearby. Wow! I'm in heaven with the discount! It's a delicious 40% off your entire purchase everyday... yes everyday! LOL I hope this one lasts a little while. She is a big crafter so I know that she is loving it for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to show off how pretty she is, here is a picture of her at work with her Dad over the weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/Mylittlejimmy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think we laughed our asses off or what? I have to admit that she did a great job, considering it was the hottest day here so far, and that she is a mere 100 lbs, and had to carry that huge head on her shoulders. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111815417718067634?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111815417718067634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111815417718067634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111815417718067634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111815417718067634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/06/finally-pictures.html' title='Finally Pictures!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111656376561606607</id><published>2005-05-20T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T00:36:05.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Forgetting to do this....</title><content type='html'>Ok... I am always forgetting to take my pictures off of my camera. I know that I keep promising, and promising but procrastination always gets the better of me. I really don't know how this happens. I know that it happens to a lot of you also in blogland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post some pics of my presents from my secret pal. They are on my camera. If you are reading this pal I'm sorry I am a scatter brain at times. I don't want to tell anyone what you have sent me until the pictures are posted. Don't worry it won't be next year! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as I have said already, my 20 year old daughter has left the nest. She will be 21 in July so in all honesty I do refer to her near future age at times. I always seem to do that, and she hates it! Now that I am getting older myself I can relate. Realistically I would much prefer to be 21 though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chris is my only baby by choice, and I miss her alot. Even though I do see her every single day, I miss the nights when we would stay up late. I also miss watching Alias with my little poopie. I think the two of us are the only ones in our area that really get the show. No one admits to watching it. Chris and I also have admitted that we wouldn't mind being stuck on an island with Jennifer Garner. Then again the husband has mentioned that as well... I think his intentions are different, but then again... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is doing better! He is now getting around a lot more now that he is out of the hospital. I can't believe he was actually in there for a month. Thank any God that he is home! It was a little scary, and even now it is. Hopefully day by day he will get stronger again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I gotta run! I will post pictures ASAP! I know that everyone likes visual. (Myself included) :) Bye for now... K~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111656376561606607?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111656376561606607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111656376561606607&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111656376561606607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111656376561606607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/always-forgetting-to-do-this.html' title='Always Forgetting to do this....'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111582249447802185</id><published>2005-05-11T10:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T10:41:34.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want it, and gotta have it!</title><content type='html'>Normally I don't ask for help with my blog. Usually I simply look it up somewhere, and struggle forever. The problem is that I have a little blog envy. I really love listing my friends blogs on the sidebar, but I would rather have a blog roll. Can someone out there send me to where I can find directions for this? You all have such cool looking blogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I asked... now go on and have a pleasant day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111582249447802185?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111582249447802185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111582249447802185&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111582249447802185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111582249447802185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-want-it-and-gotta-have-it.html' title='I want it, and gotta have it!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111567208468497795</id><published>2005-05-09T16:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T16:54:44.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day to all!</title><content type='html'>I didn't get to come near the computer yesterday to wish you all a Happy's Mother's Day! You may have a kid, a pet, or a close friend that considers you one... so I hope it was a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day with my daughter, and Mother at Mom's house. She was doing her very favorite thing in the world... cooking, and cleaning for other's. I'll never understand that woman! I certainly didn't take after her that is for sure. One look at my house, and you would understand. I'm selfish with my time that is for sure, and I never have had a formal dinner gathering at my home. That is with the exception of Christmas Eve of course. That is the only night that my Mom will let me have at my house. Perhaps she doesn't like my cooking... oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been crocheting up a storm for my secret pal. I sure hope that she likes everything that I am making for her. I am having alot of fun as well. The only problem is that I have to learn to hide things from other's view. My daughter came in the other day, and swiped something that I had finished. See I am being really good about not saying what it is... just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just noticed that we have some friends downstairs. Not really friends, but more like our neighbors. TERMITES! Every year I have to get someone out to take care of the situation, and this year I can't find my usual guy. I guess I will have to call his company to make an expensive appt. I can't stand watching them... Ewww it makes me itch! Even the cats wonder what the hell they are. The cats will eat anything that moves, but not a termite. I guess they aren't tasty... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well gotta go get some work done. No not downstairs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111567208468497795?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111567208468497795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111567208468497795&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111567208468497795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111567208468497795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day to all!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111544393247306465</id><published>2005-05-07T01:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T01:34:18.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daughter's and secret pals!</title><content type='html'>On the first of May my daughter officially moved into her own place! Of course she moved in with her boyfriend, but that was ok. He is alright by us for now! Actually they have been dating for about 2 years, and he keeps her out of trouble, and that is all that counts with her father, and I. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my tasks are multiplying! Between helping my daughter get some things for her new crib, and dealing with all of the emotional stuff.... I have alot on my plate. I'm losing my baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is doing ok. We saw the Dr. today, and he thinks that he is looking better. We don't agree, and I said so outloud. I asked five thousand or more questions, and disagreed a bunch. I was happy to know that Mom &amp;amp; Dad both appreciated my speaking up. Sometimes it is hard being the oldest in my family, but I guess now I realize what my role must be. It is the speaker of the family, and taking care of the one's that you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received my secret pal info the other day, and boy is she going to get spoiled. I have so many things planned... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I can only tell you that I sent my secret pal an ecard. I don't know if she received it, because she hasn't mentioned it anywhere. Maybe she just forgot. If you are reading this, and haven't received a card... could you please look in your spam areas all of you! I won't reveal anything else in the future, until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight for now all~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111544393247306465?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111544393247306465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111544393247306465&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111544393247306465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111544393247306465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/05/daughters-and-secret-pals.html' title='Daughter&apos;s and secret pals!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111453862396070418</id><published>2005-04-26T13:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T14:03:43.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for the Prayers!</title><content type='html'>Everyone is doing better! Thanks to all of the prayers, and kind wishes sent my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came out of the hospital on Saturday. He is not completely out of the woods, but we are hoping that a new Dr. might help. The ass that is taking care of him finds nothing wrong. Even though Dad can't walk the Dr. suggested some laps around the mall nearby. I wonder if he wants him to drive there himself as well... ASS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma is completely fine now! Unbelievable that they caught her stroke in time for that miracle drug. One minute she didn't know who anyone was, and the next day she was the same Grandma as before. Thank you to those quick thinking Drs. who knew that lots of people love Grandma. They saved her for us! You wouldn't know that this strong woman was 88 years old. She loves life, and embraces every moment. I have to send her some yarn! : )  I love Grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write again soon. Hopefully I will have some of my afghans put together so I can take some pics. I have squares, and strips everywhere in my house. Keeps the hands busy anyway!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111453862396070418?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111453862396070418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111453862396070418&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111453862396070418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111453862396070418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/04/thank-you-for-prayers.html' title='Thank you for the Prayers!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111349310667908151</id><published>2005-04-14T11:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T11:51:40.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now my Grandmother!</title><content type='html'>My Mother, and I had spent a nice day together yesterday shopping. My Dad didn't want any visitors, cause he just wanted to sleep. I think they were giving him sedatives for a test they wanted to do on his lungs. His blood gases came back negative again, and once again they couldn't do the test. So sleepy he was with no results again. He called my cellphone to complain a few times either way, so I am sure he is feeling a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mom, and I went for lunch near the local Rag Shop of course. We had a good time. My Mom isn't much for yarn, but well... that is right where my fingers headed. I got some of that Baby Bernat cotton to make some wash cloths, as well as a pattern book to make them. Not that I need to know how to make a square. I just needed another book to hide from the husband! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we came home, and bullshitted for a while. She got tired, and wanted to go home which is close-by. A little while later as a migraine was befalling me, my Mom called with bad news. She said that my Grandmother had a stroke. My Grandma lives about 3 hours away so it would be no easy feat to get to her, so we waited for some good news. Mom played phone tag all night with my Aunt, and called while I just dosed off with some pain medication which wasn't helping. She said that it didn't look good, but that she would call me in the morning. I didn't sleep well either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well when I called her this morning she said that my Grandmother is doing much better. They had given her that new miracle drug, and she was slowly coming out of it. I'ts weird cause I just saw an episode of ER a few weeks ago concerning that medication. Thank you to whomever created it. Maybe Grandma will be back to Atlantic City in no time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well gotta go visit Dad in a bit. I hope that he isn't cranky this time. I'll be sure to bring my yarn with me either way, and make some wash cloths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep praying everyone! It really is working!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111349310667908151?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111349310667908151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111349310667908151&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111349310667908151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111349310667908151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/04/now-my-grandmother.html' title='Now my Grandmother!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111332281637054329</id><published>2005-04-12T12:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T12:22:32.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess that blogging really does help somewhat. When I wrote about my Dad last week he was doing really shitty. Yesterday my Mom said that he was sitting in a chair when she visited him. That was great news. He hasn't wanted to get out of the bed for weeks now. He is really pushing to come home! His mental state isn't what it should be, but we think that has something to do with medication. We are hoping that is all it is at the moment. The tests keep saying all is ok... but who knows except the big man/woman upstairs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you to everyone that passed by and left me a comment. It really means alot when you know that someone out there is reading your blog. The personal connection that it brings is the best. All I wanted to do was sound off, and I received so many nice words from my cyber buds. Thanks to all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bye for now~ I'm going to surf your blogs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111332281637054329?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111332281637054329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111332281637054329&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111332281637054329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111332281637054329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/04/thank-you-everyone.html' title='Thank you everyone!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111276379940643505</id><published>2005-04-06T00:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T01:03:19.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>First of all I'd like to say hello to my one and only commenter Rebecca. You were wondering where I was. Well Rebecca, I've just been hanging around the hospital lately. I know that this is a little depressing, but I am trying to hold on to some hope that my Dad will be ok soon. It doesn't look that way, but we have hope. Like I keep telling my Mother "Prepare for the worse, and hope for the best". His kidney's are fading fast, and the meds don't seem to be kicking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my Dad's 61st birthday. I just had to convince my sister on the phone that a party in a hospital bed just isn't what he wants, or needs. Since she does live a distance, I did tell her to please visit him on this special day. I also explained that we could hang some pictures of some funny things on the wall. We are a family of cat lovers, and always fight to get the best birthday card with a cat on it. I thought that would be the best idea. She doesn't realize that he has been extremely disoriented, and doesn't even realize that we (my mom, and I) are there at times lately. When he does recognize us he starts yelling at my Mom about something or other. Yesterday he thought he was going fishing on his boat, and today he thought he was leaving the hospital when we came in. He wanted the nurse to remove his needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope that everything turns around, but God does have his purpose for making people act the way that they do before he takes them. I sure hope this isn't the case, but unfortunately I have seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this has been a downer of a read. I've just been pretty depressed, and I think that it helps to type it out on here sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Dad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111276379940643505?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111276379940643505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111276379940643505&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111276379940643505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111276379940643505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/04/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-111099552411130131</id><published>2005-03-16T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T12:52:04.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is crazy... isn't it?</title><content type='html'>Well the husband is off to work today, and I am so glad to have some time to myself without him underfoot. Trust me I love having him around the house, but two months is enough! Well ...he is working, and I am here trying to get some things done today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really been doing much lately except watching a lot of court TV. I just can't believe that Michael Jackson showed up in his PJs last week, but oh well... I guess it was fitting. He probably wanted to remind the kids of what he looked like at those sleep overs... lol I'm not sure what other's think, but he looked like he was having a major breakdown. Who could blame him? He's older than me, and he put himself in this position. He's a moving target for these lawsuits. Its a shame that nobody close to him has the balls to tell the guy that HE is a guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is doing better. Dad is feeling a little better. Not mentally, but physically. You know guys! They are all the same no matter the age. I hope that he pulls himself out of this rut that he is in. He is driving my Mom crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gotta run, and get some actual work done. Also will be crocheting up a storm tonight. I have a ton or so of squares to get done for one of the swaps that I am in. Out of here for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-111099552411130131?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/111099552411130131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=111099552411130131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111099552411130131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/111099552411130131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/03/life-is-crazy-isnt-it.html' title='Life is crazy... isn&apos;t it?'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-110984039938468918</id><published>2005-03-03T03:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T04:09:51.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday all day!</title><content type='html'>Well I am finding that I can't sleep! It could be due to the fact that I have to sneak on here to get anything done lately. The husband works seasonally, and with all of the snow we have been getting it is impossible to get online. He is in belief that I have an online lover trapped within the computer. I appologize to friends, and lovers alike! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally mailing the rest of my valentines squares out today... whenever I wake up...that is. The swap came to a close about a month ago, but complications in life arise... it can not be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I am going to stick with my favorite swaps on &lt;a href="http://crochetville.org"&gt;Crochetville&lt;/a&gt; from now on. Nice bunch of people, and the swaps are much easier to complete. Don't get me wrong or anything, I have had a blast hosting the valentines squares, it's just more fun having someone else host for a change. Sorry Tiff, Donna and everyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some pictures ASAP. It is a difficult task. My husband is in constant need of attention! I don't get it, just when football season ends, I have to get him back...ugh! I'll just have to drug the poor dear with some nightquil or something! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well goodnight for now... and I am glad so many of you have been writing me about &lt;a href="http://adagio.com"&gt;Adagio&lt;/a&gt; teas. I'm definitely going to try the flavored teas next time thanks to the comment from Mitzi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-110984039938468918?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/110984039938468918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=110984039938468918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/110984039938468918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/110984039938468918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/03/thursday-all-day.html' title='Thursday all day!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-110909941317784836</id><published>2005-02-22T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T15:46:08.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>Hello to all!&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I have been checking out everyone's blogs, and am completely caught up on the &lt;a href="http://www.adagio.com/"&gt;Adagio&lt;/a&gt; tea frenzy! I can't believe what a nice gift set I received from Adagio. I put their link on my site on Thursday, and received the tea diffuser, and four tea sampler set on Saturday. I was really surprised at how quick they are! What a nice gift for just putting their link up! Thanks &lt;a href="http://www.adagio.com/"&gt;Adagio&lt;/a&gt;, and the crochet bloggers. I will enjoy making some tea this afternoon, as well as ordering some of the flavored tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-110909941317784836?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/110909941317784836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=110909941317784836&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/110909941317784836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/110909941317784836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-is-tuesday.html' title='Today is Tuesday!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-110853979603237729</id><published>2005-02-16T02:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T02:44:09.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Everyone</title><content type='html'>Not that I think that everyone visits my little ol' blog here, but I sure do. Whenever I get depressed it is here I come to feel even worse for not posting on my blog. I am sooo sorry to my friends that have been visiting, and have found the cobwebs creeping in. I hope to change that soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had some set backs in life recently. My step-dad (Dad) has not been feeling well, and I have been trying to be a patient, and caring person. With me that is usually unusual. Well maybe not... I think I come through when I am needed is all. Anyway we have been camping out in hospitals, and waiting rooms lately. I wish that I could say that I have been bringing my crochet along with me, but that is not the case. My head is just on the family right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Valentine swap is almost over... thank goodness. I don't know if I will host a swap again. This was tough especially with all that has been going on. Either way I have received the most beautiful squares from this swap, and it will be the most beautiful afghan ever. Hopefully I will post some pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Winter Secret Pal with &lt;a href="http://crochetville.org"&gt;Crochetville&lt;/a&gt; will be getting her package very shortly. I know I am late with this as well, but I truly hope that she understands. I am sending her some nice little gifts as her last package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well gotta run. I don't even know if anyone will read this besides myself. I know that I will do the rounds and check on everyone else after I am done here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now, Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-110853979603237729?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/110853979603237729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=110853979603237729&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/110853979603237729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/110853979603237729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2005/02/hi-everyone.html' title='Hi Everyone'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-110252761681766769</id><published>2004-12-08T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T12:40:29.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters!</title><content type='html'>I haven't been able to get those pictures up here as yet. I am working on it though my friends! Just having a bit of family trouble now, which is getting in the way of ordinary things. You know that occasional wrench that gets thrown in to life once in a while? Well my sis, as much as I love her keeps getting involved in bad relationships. As much as my family tries to stear her in the right direction ~ well you know how it goes. She is 31, no kids (thank God). She continues to find the wrong guy no matter where he is in the world! So the complaints, and tears are what I have had to deal with for the past couple of days. I love her dearly with all of my heart, but alas she is a bum magnet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-110252761681766769?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/110252761681766769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=110252761681766769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/110252761681766769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/110252761681766769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2004/12/sisters.html' title='Sisters!'/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-110231990494971649</id><published>2004-12-06T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T03:14:24.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures... Pictures... Pictures </title><content type='html'>I know, I know... I have promised pictures. They will be on here tomorrow I promise. I am trying to figure out where to set up everything that I have received within the past three days. I want everything to look as great, as it does right here. I will officially thank my buddies that have sent me some really nice things though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary S has sent my daughter Chris a beautiful little thread crochet square in Christmas colors, which I stole from Chris for the family tree. I would really like to do a separate tree in my office next year out of all squares like that. It is such a great reminder of all of the friends that I have made in the square swaps. That was from the Christmas ornament swap from Friends are like Family site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the same swap I received wayyyy to many goodies from my next pal Gloria. She was only supposed to send me an ornament, but she spoiled me. I guess that I know better than to ask to buy something from her from now on! She sent me the cutest things, wayyyy to many to mention (but there will be a picture with a description of all). She knows I'm either going to kill her or go to her house, and stay a week just to craft... lol... I'm not kidding! I think we are equally crazy when it comes to making things by hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but certainly not least, my bestest online bud &lt;a href="http://knittykittykat.blogspot.com"&gt;Kenyetta&lt;/a&gt; sent me some wonderful goodies as well. She certainly is one talented knitter! Do yourself a favor, and visit her site just to check out the Barbie clothes that she is making. Unbelievable! You'll have to wait for the pictures of what she sent me as well, but I will tell you that some of them have to do with the squares swaps. She did make me some special squares, I am still overwhelmed~ (Kenny smooches!) Kenyetta's two girls Jasmine, and Khiande sent my daughter and I some wonderful goodies as well. We received two beautiful handmade ornaments: 1. A cute gingerbread man, and 2. A gorgeous Christmas tree. My daughter also received a little box to hide things in. They also drew me some fabulous pictures! Jasmine drew a great picture of one of my kitties in a Santa hat. (I wonder how she knows my cat wears one... hmmm) The kitty looks like she is patiently waiting for Santa to bring her something. Khiande drew me a picture that looks just like my tiny house, and Santa is coming down the chimney with a BIG bag of goodies. I sure hope he has my new SUV in there (I've been real good!). Well this is just a teaser. You will have to come back tomorrow to see just what I got. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you! All five of you really made me, and my daughter feel very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-110231990494971649?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/110231990494971649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=110231990494971649&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/110231990494971649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/110231990494971649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2004/12/pictures-pictures-pictures.html' title='Pictures... Pictures... Pictures '/><author><name>Kellycat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10371882533543195692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v344/KCatz11/mollypic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8254943.post-110197010107495210</id><published>2004-12-02T01:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T10:15:58.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes! Email Galore</title><content type='html'>Well this is the first time that I can actually say that I am burnt out from e-mail. The valentines square swap is doing great! Everyone is getting along with eachother, but WOW the e-mails it's generating! LOL I read each and everyone of them of course, and I am making so many great friends. I couldn't get to my e-mail yesterday, and so today WHAM - over 160 emails.~ Like I titled this... Yikes! Anyways we are all getting together, and meeting at Mary's house (she's a yooper) uh huh. We are going to drink ourselves silly while we all try and teach &lt;a href="http://knittykittykat.blogspot.com"&gt;Kenyetta&lt;/a&gt; how to crochet (she's a knitter). Mary lives near a casino, and I think she really just wants us all to go and gamble. Cause lately through e-mail, that is all she is talking about. It could be that she is starting to fear we are going to mess the house, so she is trying to get us somewhere else (away from the house... hehehe). Now that she knows we are all (about 20 of us) going to her house...I think she is getting worried!!! LOL Mary you have to be careful what you wish for!!! We are coming with hooks in hands!!! .... and it is only fitting that since Kenyetta is a nurse she bring the needles (knitting of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8254943-110197010107495210?l=thecraftycat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/feeds/110197010107495210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8254943&amp;postID=110197010107495210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/110197010107495210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8254943/posts/default/110197010107495210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecraftycat.blogspot.com/2004/12/yikes-email-galore.html' title='Yikes! 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