<?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-963755793324866179</id><updated>2011-08-06T05:26:13.105-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in Life of the Martin's</title><subtitle type='html'>Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life. 
Mark Twain</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-6710688198138080926</id><published>2010-10-14T10:22:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T11:53:21.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TLcujDVFMnI/AAAAAAAAAW8/LsqFz19g5M4/s1600/yogurt-parfait.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 282px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527938247344599666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TLcujDVFMnI/AAAAAAAAAW8/LsqFz19g5M4/s400/yogurt-parfait.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A few months ago Nathan and I flew out to beautiful British Columbia for a wedding reception. We weren't sure where to stay since the bride and grooms place was full of siblings and pretty much ground zero for planning and decorations. This was when I had my first exposure to a real Bed &amp;amp; Breakfast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now I'm not talking like Motel 6 or La Quinta Inn with it's little breakfast of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cereal&lt;/span&gt; and doughnuts. This place was literally a place to sleep and relax with the most &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt; breakfasts each morning. We found the place on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; and we weren't really sure what we were going to find. It didn't look super glamorous but the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reviews&lt;/span&gt; were great and the price didn't hurt either! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well we soon found out that this B&amp;amp;B was run by a nice older couple. The husband was from Scotland and the wife from BC and the reason they had the B&amp;amp;B was because she &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; to cook. They had renovated the basement and that's where the guests stayed. The rest of the house upstairs was full on antiques from when the area was settled with plaques &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;describing&lt;/span&gt; each item and the time period it came from. The breakfast table overlooked their backyard which was full of trees and plants and flowers. My favorite part was all the fresh herb she grew right there from different kinds of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;parsley&lt;/span&gt; to mint to chives and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;asparagus&lt;/span&gt;. so cool!!! Did you know that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;asparagus&lt;/span&gt; grown right out of the ground in a single stalk??? I loved walking past her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;asparagus&lt;/span&gt; garden everyday! The only way I could describe this place was wonderfully quaint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Each morning the hostess would prepare the most delicious breakfasts! Two of the days we came upstairs to find fresh scones baked that morning with homemade jam and butter, and that was just the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;precursor&lt;/span&gt;. My favorite breakfast she made was probably her glazed pear crapes with homemade whipped cream and powdered sugar. My mouth waters just thinking of it! Along with my first experience at a B&amp;amp;B it was my first real experience eating yogurt parfaits. Along with those fresh scones we always were served a fresh fruit cup or parfait. I'm pretty sure she made her own granola but it was so yummy! Ever since then, I've made my own fruit parfaits in the morning for breakfast. I buy strawberries, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cantaloupe&lt;/span&gt;, honey dew, kiwi's and berries. Then I cut them up bite sized and grab some low-fat strawberry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yogurt&lt;/span&gt; and granola and mix it all together. It really is one of the best parts of my day and it's pretty healthy as well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sadly I can't remember the name of the B&amp;amp;B. If I think of it I'll have to post it but I absolutely love my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yogurt&lt;/span&gt; parfaits each morning!! And I'm determined to start growing all my own herbs! If I thought I could get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;asparagus&lt;/span&gt; to grow here I totally would do that too!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;For the recipe to &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; parfait, click the link to "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kina's&lt;/span&gt; Recipes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-6710688198138080926?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6710688198138080926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=6710688198138080926&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6710688198138080926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6710688198138080926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-favorite-breakfast.html' title='My Favorite Breakfast'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TLcujDVFMnI/AAAAAAAAAW8/LsqFz19g5M4/s72-c/yogurt-parfait.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-7009862846908186208</id><published>2010-10-04T10:20:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:12:46.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chix Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;I haven't had a lot of time to update my blog but I absolutely had to tell everyone about a really cool little group that I'm in. It's called "Chix Books" and it's a bookclub. A few ladies in Airdrie or Calgary (mostly Airdrie) read a different book every month and then get together a discuss it. We've only had two meetings so far but they have be AMAZING! The first book we read was "Uglies" by Scott Westerfeld and wow, what great conversation this book inspired. so many different ideas about how we think about ourselves and how we treat others. It was my second time reading it and I was ready to go read the rest of the series after that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;The second book we read was "The Thirteenth Tale" by Diane Setterfield. This book was so intense. The writing was amazing and the story, although somewhat disturbing at points, was so engaging. I HAD to know what was going to happen next for this family. The book had kind of a "Jane Eyre" feel to it, definitely a gothic novel and although it was a sad story the author told it in such a way that it was light and had almost a happy overtone. The end was so surprising and the story so involved that our Chix Books discussion was all about the plot and subplots. The funniest thing was seeing how others imagined how the different characters looked in their minds. One lady totally pictured one character to be black when he most obviously wasn't and I pictured the same character to be in his 30's kind of rugged looking with dark hair, which he wasn't! I would definitely recommend it to anyone who likes to read! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TKoEgzDVVmI/AAAAAAAAAW0/NJS84qppJPg/s1600/scones.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524232854429849186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TKoEgzDVVmI/AAAAAAAAAW0/NJS84qppJPg/s200/scones.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;For this last dicussion we had a themed threat. Since the book took place in England our theme was "Tea &amp;amp; Crumpets" or English treats since who really knows what a crumpet is! We had a table full of things like scones (to take place of crumpets), turkish delight, tea, yorkshire pudding, york mints and little cookies and chocolates. I wish I would have taken a picture and am now resolved to always &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TKoEPezgoGI/AAAAAAAAAWs/YCl2mNRjyJE/s1600/cadbury.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524232556936994914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TKoEPezgoGI/AAAAAAAAAWs/YCl2mNRjyJE/s200/cadbury.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bring my camera. We discussed dressing up...we'll see how far that goes! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;To the left I'm hoping to post whichever book we read for the last month and what I thought of it just incase you're looking for something new to read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;Also, we have an amazing group that's called "Flix Chix" and we get together once a month to watch a flick chick sometimes at the movie theater and sometimes at someone's home. We have so much fun with this and hit up Boston Pizza or Applebee's for dessert afterwards and that's when we usually have the most fun!! If you aren't in a group of some kind you should find one to join or start your own! I schedule it out through facebook and email, pick a date, time and place so everyone can mark their calendars. We usually get around 10-15 people showing up each time. So much fun!! Great friends and a great time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-7009862846908186208?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7009862846908186208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=7009862846908186208&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/7009862846908186208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/7009862846908186208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2010/10/chix-books.html' title='Chix Books'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TKoEgzDVVmI/AAAAAAAAAW0/NJS84qppJPg/s72-c/scones.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-5621694066465568132</id><published>2010-06-13T21:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:21:47.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been so excited about this post since it happened and now I finally can spend the time on it. I was kind of terrified of this part of Young Women's when I got called into it, the big activities and programs like New Beginnings. I am so grateful for the Internet because I was able to find an awesome idea for our New Beginnings when the time came to plan. NB is like a kick-off for the Young Women's program to get the girls excited for the new year and Personal Progress so there was a lot of pressure for it to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fantabulous&lt;/span&gt;! I jumped onto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sugerdoodle&lt;/span&gt;.com and found the best idea, an Olympic new beginnings, which worked out amazingly because the 2010 Winter Olympics were being hosted in Vancouver, Canada this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The lady on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sugardoodle&lt;/span&gt; had templates and everything for invitations and scripts. I just cut and pasted and used and discarded what I wanted! It was awesome. The logo that was given was this amazing young women's torch symbol over 8 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Olympic&lt;/span&gt; rings the colors of the values. I absolutely had to used it. I ended up color printed the logo on this shiny silver paper and then printed the invitation part on translucent vellum paper. They looked amazing especially because he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Olympic&lt;/span&gt; ring logo was on a tan back ground to see the white (faith) ring. On the silvery paper it came out gold!! Here's a pic of it below. They were so cool I couldn't throw out the extra one so it's still in my scripture case!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWYDOgcL5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/pRZ5Cd6boLc/s1600/NB+-+invitation.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482455302594637714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWYDOgcL5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/pRZ5Cd6boLc/s320/NB+-+invitation.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I wanted the whole thing to be kind of like an Olympic medals ceremony so we set up a back drop kind of similar to the real thing. I used the same logo to create a giant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;YW's&lt;/span&gt; Olympic symbol out of cardboard and form paper. I printed the flame head on the same silvery paper and attached a black handle. It turned out sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWX4xPWUbI/AAAAAAAAAWE/gODAFNrE-os/s1600/NB+-+Olympic+Rings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482455122939630002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWX4xPWUbI/AAAAAAAAAWE/gODAFNrE-os/s320/NB+-+Olympic+Rings.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's the whole back drop. I had to have twinkle lights cause they basically rock. I wanted to have them every where but that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; too much work. We had medals put together for all the girls with this years theme on them. The jar next to the podium was for the torch when it came in (not a real one but a seriously cool one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWXqXbg44I/AAAAAAAAAV8/1i7i0amzUAQ/s1600/NB+-+Podium.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482454875493163906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWXqXbg44I/AAAAAAAAAV8/1i7i0amzUAQ/s320/NB+-+Podium.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since flags are a huge part of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt; I thought it would be fun to have a flag ceremony with each of the the value colors as a flag. I found all this really neat fabric at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; already cut into the perfect size with all different kinds of patterns on it. I got two of each color and sewed them into flags. We had the girls come in after all the parents were seated carrying the flags around the tables to the old Calgary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Olympic&lt;/span&gt; theme. The lights were off and the torch was lit. It looked so real! I wish I got pics of it but I was slacking at that moment. The girls eventually ended up at the front where there was a jar on the table for each flag. Below are the girls with their flags. We had them wear a shirt that corresponded with their flag color.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWXYihziHI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xIftyf7d9Nk/s1600/Flag+girls+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482454569234696306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWXYihziHI/AAAAAAAAAV0/xIftyf7d9Nk/s320/Flag+girls+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWXH3RMB0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/2VGdIZn2rZg/s1600/Flag+girls+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482454282744366914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWXH3RMB0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/2VGdIZn2rZg/s320/Flag+girls+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A huge part of our branches Personal Progress program is focused on getting to the temple so we have certain things that the girls earn once they complete a goal that gives them something special related to the temple. Some of the things are a temple recommend holder, temple clothing bag, special temple book and decorative tiles. Things that will remind them what their goal ultimately is. Below is the display table of all the things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482453982738718754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWW2ZqRICI/AAAAAAAAAVk/FM3VC8NsBb8/s320/NB+-+PPP.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sadly I neglected to get a picture of the torch lit up at the actual event so one of the missionaries gladly offered to hold it since he missed when the actual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Olympic&lt;/span&gt; torch went through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Airdrie&lt;/span&gt;. I looks real when the lights are off. SO COOL!!! I got the design from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sugardoodle.com&lt;/span&gt; lady's blog. It worked superbly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWYTksx1HI/AAAAAAAAAWU/08DQq-CHTt0/s1600/Torres+-+NB+Torch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482455583429874802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWYTksx1HI/AAAAAAAAAWU/08DQq-CHTt0/s320/Torres+-+NB+Torch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The rest of the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;photos are just fun ones of the girls holding their medals or their flags. Overall it was an amazing night! We had each girl go up and pass the torch to each other and give an example of a women in the gospel that exhibited their value. A member of the branch presidency talked, as well as the stake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;YW's&lt;/span&gt; president. We also listened to the song called "Believe" which was the the theme song of the Vancouver &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Olympics&lt;/span&gt;. Such an amazing inspired song! Download if you don't have it!!! I get chills &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I hear it. For dessert we had each girl bring their favorite dessert, so easy and we have a few girls that have special diets for nut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;allergies&lt;/span&gt;, etc. and they were able to bring something they could eat. What started out as a scary event turned into a super spiritual fun night for the leaders, parents and the girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWWJU_wkXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/L9fYYZmWbXI/s1600/Mich+%26+Mel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482453208392569202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWWJU_wkXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/L9fYYZmWbXI/s320/Mich+%26+Mel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;YW's&lt;/span&gt; president, Michelle with one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Laurals&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWV1tztVpI/AAAAAAAAAVM/PFXMRJENuOg/s1600/Mel+%26+Ryanne.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482452871455528594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWV1tztVpI/AAAAAAAAAVM/PFXMRJENuOg/s320/Mel+%26+Ryanne.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Laurals&lt;/span&gt; and Beehives showing off their sweet medals. Made out of wood, gold spray paint and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;vinyl&lt;/span&gt; lettering. They say, "Be strong and of good courage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWVLqXL_0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/A7yOpW1cZo0/s1600/NB2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482452148976090946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWVLqXL_0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/A7yOpW1cZo0/s320/NB2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of my most favorite pics of that night! All the girls raising their value color flags to the sky. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt;! I love the one girl that has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;hers&lt;/span&gt; straight up!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; Way to go for the Young Women's program the church has put together! I have such a great love for it and the things it teaches our girls and for the things I learn from it myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-5621694066465568132?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5621694066465568132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=5621694066465568132&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/5621694066465568132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/5621694066465568132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/TBWYDOgcL5I/AAAAAAAAAWM/pRZ5Cd6boLc/s72-c/NB+-+invitation.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-3062969199854891143</id><published>2010-05-07T23:33:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:16:46.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana Cake Loaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/S-T9FyBdkfI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ftku9_s6ZB4/s1600/BananaCake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468774123303703026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/S-T9FyBdkfI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ftku9_s6ZB4/s320/BananaCake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a Martin Family favorite! I have no idea where my mother-in-law got the recipe but the best part is the topping. The girls in the family always end up fighting with the boys because they pick the topping off and the girls like the cake with topping on! You'll have to decide which is your favorite. This is a super easy recipe to make and pretty fast to whip together. Hope you all enjoy it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.kinasrecipes.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.kinasrecipes.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85803/kinamartin/2d42402132a5de141adaa343b201acc9.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-3062969199854891143?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3062969199854891143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=3062969199854891143&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/3062969199854891143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/3062969199854891143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2010/05/banana-cake-loaf.html' title='Banana Cake Loaf'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/S-T9FyBdkfI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ftku9_s6ZB4/s72-c/BananaCake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-657829934239525251</id><published>2010-02-28T09:10:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T10:17:59.137-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Couscous Salad with Sauteed Shrimp Scampi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/S4qV8dGsqFI/AAAAAAAAATc/mbDsnsRxEkQ/s1600-h/Shp+Couscous.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443327965468076114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/S4qV8dGsqFI/AAAAAAAAATc/mbDsnsRxEkQ/s320/Shp+Couscous.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of mine and Nate's favorite recipes that's light and fresh. It's perfect for when your feeling a little bogged in from the snow and cold weather. It's also one I make and take to potluck activities or parties because it's different and has great flavor and most people love shrimp. Get the recipe and pictures on my recipe blog which I hope to update with my favorite recipe I make for the week. We'll see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kinasrecipes.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.kinasrecipes.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85803/kinamartin/2d42402132a5de141adaa343b201acc9.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-657829934239525251?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/657829934239525251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=657829934239525251&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/657829934239525251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/657829934239525251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2010/02/couscous-salad-with-sauteed-shrimp.html' title=''/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/S4qV8dGsqFI/AAAAAAAAATc/mbDsnsRxEkQ/s72-c/Shp+Couscous.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-6435419855660687854</id><published>2010-02-24T10:15:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:07:24.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back to blog land...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After a 5+ month hiatus I had a thought that I felt like sharing. So here it is. I was reading my friend Rachel's status today and it said something about posting your fav line from a movie or maybe it was a line from your fav movie in your status, whichever it was I honestly couldn't think of a single line from a movie. That always happens to me!! I'm put on the spot and my mind goes blank!! Or maybe it's that I've watched too many movies and I can't zero in on a fav one...or not. Nate, my hubby, can seriously remember any line from any movie and then quote it perfectly! it's a great party trick because everyone thinks your so cool cause you can quote some random movie and make everyone laugh. not me, I'm left struggling to remember what movie that even came from. At least since we're married I get to ride on the coattails of his coolness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however remember a few lines from my favorite TV series!! I've seen this series like 6 or 7 times since Nate gave it to me for my birthday 3 years ago. I know that's craziness because it's 3 seasons long, but it's oh so good!!!! I've lent it out to many friends who have joined me on what I now call the "V-Mars train." That's right, “V-Mars" stands for Veronica Mars. This show has it all! Super cute, gets-ya-right-in-the-heart main character (Kristen Bell), espionage, witty humor, cute boys, star-crossed lovers and lines I can actually remember and want to remember!! Oh, and it's one my hubby actually watch completely with me. If a boy likes it, it's gotta be worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441877738440711762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/S4Vu-IbdXlI/AAAAAAAAATU/Beb7ZfjA-yY/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So here are two scenes that are some of my most favorite from this show....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Logan: I thought our story was epic you know, you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Veronica: Epic, how?&lt;br /&gt;Logan: Spanning years, continents, lives ruined, bloodshed, epic.&lt;br /&gt;Veronica: Come on! Ruined lives, bloodshed? Do you really think a relationship should be that hard?&lt;br /&gt;Logan: No one writes songs about the ones that come easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not sure if this will actually post a video or just the link but check it out! I mean if you want...or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zrDx-7FHnGE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zrDx-7FHnGE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This next clip is way to long to write out but there are some priceless gems in this one that Nate and I still quote to each other on a regular basis. Here's a little preview.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Veronica: Hey, how's it going?&lt;br /&gt;Logan: oh, this is gonna be good.&lt;br /&gt;Veronica: What?&lt;br /&gt;Logan: You have that "I would rather be making out with a broken bottle" look which if history serves, you're about to say something awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Veronica: This? (points to her face) This is my "I'd rather be spelunking face." It's like you don't know me at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=toX2zaqJSBc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=toX2zaqJSBc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tehehe marshmellows and promises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-6435419855660687854?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6435419855660687854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=6435419855660687854&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6435419855660687854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6435419855660687854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2010/02/welcome-back-to-blog-land.html' title='Welcome back to blog land...'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/S4Vu-IbdXlI/AAAAAAAAATU/Beb7ZfjA-yY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-6927501232169808926</id><published>2009-08-20T09:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:27:48.049-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Little Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;big surprise, I haven't posted in a while, but I have a friend who has declared every thursday "random thought thursday" so I said to myself, what the hey! Warning: these are probs more then thoughts cause I am a women of a lot of words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Since purple is my fav color, random thought uno, I love YW's! I was driving around at the activity tuesday night on a photo scavenger hunt with a car full of 12 yr old girls, a good song came on the radio, we pumped it and sang at the top of our lungs! It's sweet to feel young again and that totally makes one of my top 5 moments in YW's so far!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;I've started this digestive cleanser called Dr-Ho's Ab-Trimmer. you have to take these weird pills in the morning that taste like garlic and then this powder you can mix with water or juice. the first day I decided to try it with water, got all of it down but one last swig. took a deep breath, tipped the glass back, felt the mixture hit my hangy thing in the back on my mouth, gagged and spit it all out of the floor. immediately busted up laughing, oh this was at work too. no one was around but it was still a priceless moment, one moment gross mixture going down my throat, now gross mixture on the floor for me to clean up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc6600;"&gt;I'm so busy I don't have time to clean my house. It's almost to the point of ridiculous. Not only my house but my life. part of me loves it cause I feel like I'm always getting somethang done but somewhere in my subconscious I know it's only a matter of time before I crack. oh, and nate just got called into the elders quorum pres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;do you remember how old you were when you started noticing boys? I guess it was sometime in elementry school when my best friend glenda told this boy clint that i liked him and I was too afraid to talk to him so i avoided the whole situation until he showed up at my house. it was a little "say anything" now that I think about it but sweet. so driving randomly with these yw girls, need to take a pic of someone doing a pop-a-wheely on a bike, see two teenage boys, stop and ask them to do it. one girls out takin the pic the other two are inside talking about the kids muscles and randomly say "I bet he has a six pack." i busted up laughing and asked them how they knew about six packs. One of the girls named Ryanne said, "um, we're getting to the age where we notice those kinds of things." yikes! okay then. but seriously, aren't they too young to be noticing those kinds of things??? I suddenly feel really old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6666cc;"&gt;New fav show, "How I Met your Mother." hi-larious!!!! plus there's a character in the show named Robin who's from Canada (bonus) and she does every stereotypical canadian thing imagined! I find it immensely entertaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the whole "Twilight" craze-fest that seems to have taken over everyone in world is driving me NUTSO!! today on the radio I heard that they're (I don't know who specifically)starting these interactive twilight parties where you can go and dress up and have some kind of "twilight experience." now I love books, ya'll out there know I LOVE books and fiction, but come on! what is the point? so you go this party and meet weird guys dressed as edward and vampires and bring to life this book then after partying it up, you have to return to real life, your own house, your own job. why try to bring something to life that is never gonna be?!?!?! just seems so unhealthy. man, what a downer am I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-6927501232169808926?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6927501232169808926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=6927501232169808926&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6927501232169808926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6927501232169808926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-little-randomness.html' title='Just A Little Randomness'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-5202603455738408985</id><published>2009-06-16T12:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:07:45.974-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Full</title><content type='html'>Life has been so crazy lately! When I think back on the past few months I wonder what in the world I did cause I have a horrible memory but it's slowly coming back. The biggest thing in my life right now is my new callling in church. About two  months ago I got called as a Laurel advisor for the girls in my church from 16-18 years old. It came as a total surprise cause I felt like I'd finally just got a hang of my old calling, teaching the 14-15 sunday school class which just happened to be all boys and I loved it!! I looked forward to sunday school every week and I hoped that I was able to spark the same kind of desire in my class. I had all these ideas ready to go for the next couple of months and then WHAM out of nowhere I got released! On one hand I was super excited to be working in Young Women's but on the other hand I was super freaked out to be working with young women! I just felt like I was so not cool enough to be teaching them or relating to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first month was not so bad cause we had stake conference and general conference so I only really had to teach them twice. Then one day at an activity I get pulled into the bishops office and extended the calling of 1st counselor in the YW's presidency. The funny thing was that I wasn't too surprised about that for some reason so I accepted. I was totally stressed out about it and I happened to be hanging out with our new YW Pres and I asked her why me. She said she knew there was a definite reason I was called into that position, I was the only person and spot she knew right away once being called herself, but that she wasn't going to tell me because she felt like it was something I needed to find out for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then I've had huge growing experiences with the gospel. A few months ago before I was called into YW's I'd been feeling a little low and I was struggling with the "why" of my own life. Although I wasn't unhappy where I was I couldn't help feeling a little unfulfilled with what I was doing. I'm a little ashamed to say I even put off praying for understanding and humility for fear of how the Lord might teach me. I started gradually trying to change my attitude and attend more activities organized to help in spiritual growth (my fav? Ensign night) and listening to more uplifting music. One thing that helped so much was listening to a book on CD called "The Holy Secret." I think the most beneficial thing I got out of that book was how to study the scriptures better. It really renewed my desire to search and ponder. I realized that I didn't know all the lessons and reasons for things in the scriptures and that nothing was put in them by coincidence. The icing on the cake was having to teach the presidency message for all the young women on faith. I really prayed and searched for a better understanding of this principle and was surprised not only by what I learned but also by how much I already knew. The trick was teaching not what I wanted but what the Lord wanted but also at one point acknowledging that what I prepared was fine with what the Lord wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy organizing and trying to be someone who the girls will want to look up to and can. I think I've grown a lot in loving myself and where I'm at because I realized that the girls in YW's won't be comfortable with someone who is not comfortable with herself first. I know I still have a lot to work on but I'm so grateful to be having this experience! Our wards in the little suburb we live in are getting reorganized and branch is being made so I might only be in this calling for another 3 weeks but I'm so grateful for the learning I've been able to do and for the Lord knowing me well enough to know that I would take this experience and try to do the best I can! I'm amazed all the time by how well the Lord knows us and how much trust He has in us. He gives us callings and trials that we don't ever think we ourselves could ever handle, but he knows what we're capable of. Yes my life is full, I might not understand exactly why I am where I am but I can appreciate that I am where I'm supposed to be and that I'm on the Lord's path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-5202603455738408985?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5202603455738408985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=5202603455738408985&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/5202603455738408985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/5202603455738408985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-full.html' title='Life is Full'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-6842797781325624641</id><published>2009-03-27T11:06:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T13:01:00.008-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Complete Fiction...or Not???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time for my monthly post...usually I would tell of some super fun experience I had in the past month and there have been a lot of them, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt;? My "Twilight Release Party" that took place this last Saturday! So fun! There's nothing like a bunch of good friends hanging together &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;eatin&lt;/span&gt;' tasty food and discussing one of the best books ever (maybe even in the series). Not to mention waiting in line at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; with all the crazy teenagers shouting stuff at the passing cars and showing off for each other. Alas, that's not what I'm going to write about but it does bring me around to something that has been on my mind for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whenever I read a book and I get super into it, as anyone who's ever lived with me can attest to. I cry, I laugh out loud, and get angry right along with the characters in each book and as I do I always want to talk to someone about what I'm feeling. That person usually ends up being my hubby since he's around all the time. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;supportingly (word??)&lt;/span&gt; waits for me to finish explaining what is so crazy about this particular part in this particular book. Then when I'm finished he gives me that little 'Your crazy' smile and says, "It's not real..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"It's not real..." Three little words that crushed whatever fairyland I'm in that day and bring my literary world to a screaming halt. Sadly those have been the words I usually hear from anyone I've ever dated along with why not read something that's about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;some one's&lt;/span&gt; real life, something that's worth something. That got me thinking about why are books important...and I couldn't really say why they are. I know that reading with kids in one of the most important things ever but as for a 'why', as in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tangible&lt;/span&gt; result, something to show for it, I couldn't put my finger on anything. I just knew in my little heart that all the books I've read since I was in elementary (that's when I remember reading on my own) have somehow shaped my life and made me who I am today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, so this is going to seem really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dorkey&lt;/span&gt;, or maybe it's not and I'm just &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/Sc0a-xrfJ1I/AAAAAAAAATE/VOKS842hzUY/s1600-h/Castle-title[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317936400784369490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/Sc0a-xrfJ1I/AAAAAAAAATE/VOKS842hzUY/s200/Castle-title%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a little insecure, but I was watching my new favorite show (yes not a book, but still falls into the category of fiction so I'm counting it), "Castle." Let me give you a quick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;synopsis&lt;/span&gt;, it's about a fiction novelist (Castle) who gets called into help the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;NYPD&lt;/span&gt; solve a copy-cat murder based on his novels. This puts him in contact with the young attractive detective on the case whom he ends up deciding to make the main &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;character&lt;/span&gt; in his next series. It's funny and full of romantic tension. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;, so the point? Well, in last weeks episode, Castle and the detective are trying to solve a case involving rich HS kids that seem like their on the straight and narrow when all along their doing and dealing drugs and in the end, killing. Castle has this amazing daughter who is ever parents dream kid, early to bed, early to rise, always finishes homework on time, cleans the house, responsible...the list goes on and on. So, during the midst of this investigation Castle begins to wonder if he's daughter is as good as he thinks she is so he asks her straight up if she's ever done drugs. She assures him that she hasn't and that she doesn't have those kinds of friends and he makes sure that she knows she can tell him anything, honesty is the best policy. In the meantime she's been bugging him to let her go on this Washington DC trip and he keeps saying no because he's not going, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;eventually&lt;/span&gt; decided to let her. Then one morning she wakes up her dad crying saying that she has something to tell him (and I'm like 'oh no!! she is doing drugs! no kid is safe it seems!!'). She ends up admitting that she wasn't completely honest with him and tells him about a horrible night when she was rushing to catch the subway and didn't have money to get on the train so she hopped the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;turn mill&lt;/span&gt; and caught her train anyway. The next day she payed for two rides on the train and didn't ride and Castle realizes what a good kid he has. So onto the end, Castle ends up solving the case and going on his kids trip to DC and I had a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;epiphany&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's how you keep them safe. I'm not a parent yet so I'm sure I don't completely understand the fear a parent feels about that kid making the right choices away from home. But with the dream of parenthood in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;future&lt;/span&gt; I worry that maybe I won't teach them the right things and that they'll be just like me having to do everything the hard way. So when watching this show and the interaction between this dad and his daughter I realized that that's how you keep them safe. You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;chaperon&lt;/span&gt; the field trips and dances and whatever else there is. You get to know their friends and make your house the place everyone wants to be and make it possible for your kids to have that open and honest relationship with you no matter what it is. I'm sure it won't be that cut and dry but it's was a huge lesson learned for me and realization smacking me right in the face. I'm so grateful that I work were I do and that Nate is so set on having our own business where we can set our own hours. That we have the control of our time not some boss guy sitting in an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sky-rise&lt;/span&gt; somewhere who has no idea that I even exist only that the job is getting done. And I'm grateful that I belong to a church that teaches the importance of family. The funny thing is that I got all of this from a silly fictional show on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; of all places and I know that I've learned so many other important lessons from reading the books that I have. It's nice to finally have an example of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/Sc0Zc9FHbRI/AAAAAAAAAS8/E8qUDSO-a74/s1600-h/wealth2[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317934720217476370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/Sc0Zc9FHbRI/AAAAAAAAAS8/E8qUDSO-a74/s200/wealth2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now for a real life book that is awesome! Everyone should read if they are at all concerned about their retirement. It's called "Simple Wealth, Inevitable Wealth" by Nick Murray. Nick Murray is known as the financial advisor to financial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;advisors&lt;/span&gt;, so he's been around the block a time or two. He lays out with boldness and wit and humor the only way to have enough money to one day retire with money to live off of and leave to our kids and their kids. We all know that social security (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;CPP&lt;/span&gt; in Canada) won't be around when were old and tired of working (hopefully that will be on our time table and not ages) so really our retirement &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;nest-egg&lt;/span&gt; is up to us to acquire. This book is the perfect tool to get you started on your way! Read it, ponder it and then do it and if you have any questions, please just ask, I mean, can you really afford to not ask? Happy reading!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-6842797781325624641?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6842797781325624641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=6842797781325624641&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6842797781325624641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6842797781325624641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2009/03/complete-fictionor-not.html' title='Complete Fiction...or Not???'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/Sc0a-xrfJ1I/AAAAAAAAATE/VOKS842hzUY/s72-c/Castle-title%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-6962768445317185120</id><published>2009-02-18T09:47:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:22:01.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;For most, Valentine's Day or for all terms and purposes "V-Day" seems to be expensive dinners and expensive gifts. Nate and I are totally not that kind of couple, not that they're bad, but we would really just rather save our money or put it towards our house or retirement. Sometimes though we get so caught up in the "saving money factor" that we end up doing nothing for specials days and it can be kind of a let down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;So this year for Valentine's Day I decided to try to do something nice. My first thing was remembering that it was coming, which I did, yay for me. I got together with some ladies in my ward and put together what they called "The 14 Days of Love." Each lady brought something that their hubby liked and then we combined them all and each lady went home with a special daily gift to give there hubby's up to V-Day. It was a fun idea and there was tons of cool stuff like heart shaped hand cuffs, and chocolate body paint, massage rocks, candy and cookies (I wish I would have taken a pic, it was a pretty sweet idea!). In the end though, it was a lot more work then I thought it would be. When V-day finally came, the bag was still full of the inedible stuff.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One would probably think that we spent V-day vigorously working our way through all the fun "toys" but I don't want to scare anyone away from my blog by going X-rated so instead we did this...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SZxGNTtD-DI/AAAAAAAAAR0/wMaq_UlUedw/s1600-h/images[5].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304191655577122866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SZxGNTtD-DI/AAAAAAAAAR0/wMaq_UlUedw/s320/images%5B5%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Slept in until 11 which is huge for us! We never get to sleep in even on weekends. It was wonderful to stay up late and wake up late for once! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;2. Caught a flight to Berlin, New York, LA...we had a couple of &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SZxH4RHE5kI/AAAAAAAAASE/UxEk4v1ij1s/s1600-h/images[9].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304193493126932034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 105px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SZxH4RHE5kI/AAAAAAAAASE/UxEk4v1ij1s/s320/images%5B9%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;gigs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;we had to rock out on Guitar Hero World Tour. We played &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;some serious face-melting solos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SZxJgVwlfAI/AAAAAAAAASM/qCV7Nu9sJQQ/s1600-h/images[15].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304195281081170946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SZxJgVwlfAI/AAAAAAAAASM/qCV7Nu9sJQQ/s320/images%5B15%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Four hours later grabbed some lunch at one of our favorite places to eat...Edo Japan. We can eat there and have left overs for 20 bucks! "Two Bento Boxes please!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Off to a total chic movie, "He's Just Not That Into You" (we had free passes). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I know, &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SZxM_1yIriI/AAAAAAAAASk/NNpRV8csPH4/s1600-h/images[13].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304199120788434466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SZxM_1yIriI/AAAAAAAAASk/NNpRV8csPH4/s320/images%5B13%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;totally cliche V-day activity, dragging the hubby or boy friend to a torturous girlie movie. I'm my defense, it kinda looked like a couple movie, funny for the guys and romantic for the girls...no such luck. Way too much dialogue and character development to be a guys movie. Nate was a good sport though and struggled...ahem, slept...through it. I did promise him a dose of guy stuff after the movie though--and no, it's not what you're thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SZxMP72rMEI/AAAAAAAAASc/jNn7TDW6ZAY/s1600-h/images[4].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304198297784365122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SZxMP72rMEI/AAAAAAAAASc/jNn7TDW6ZAY/s320/images%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. NBA Skill's Competition - This is where I yawn...excuse me. Hours of testosterone charged giant men slamming balls through hoops while doing crazy tricks! Dream come true...well, not completely but I do like sports and it was nice that Nate got to do something he really liked on our special day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it seems like things were all planned out, nothing was. We flew by the seat of our pants embracing adventure when it came. haha It was so nice to have one day to not do anything productive but build our relationship. It felt like we were dating again. So fun!! Best Valentine's Day ever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-6962768445317185120?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6962768445317185120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=6962768445317185120&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6962768445317185120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6962768445317185120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2009/02/perfect-valentines-day.html' title='The Perfect Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SZxGNTtD-DI/AAAAAAAAAR0/wMaq_UlUedw/s72-c/images%5B5%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-8592024127321464461</id><published>2009-02-05T20:35:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:08:12.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Random Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I thought this was kind of a fun idea. There's a tag going around facebook called "25 Random Things about me..." I decided to do and it was fun. I learned a lot about some of my good friends and I think they learned some interesting things about me. So, for all of you that aren't on facebook (shame, shame, seriously though, you should check it out) I brought it to my blog. So, without much ado, here is 25 random things about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Growing up I always wanted to live in another country someday...never thought it would be Canada, I'm not even sure I knew it existed.&lt;br /&gt;2. I was adopted three days after I was born.&lt;br /&gt;3. I've been tagged multiple times in "25 random things..." for the past week but until today I couldn't figure out how to make a note.&lt;br /&gt;4. I've cruised through the Caribbean three times and LOVED it!&lt;br /&gt;5. I have two bad habits that I can't seem to permanently break, biting my nails and picking my lips when they're chapped (gross, I know).&lt;br /&gt;6. I love animals but never want to have one.&lt;br /&gt;7. If I believed in reincarnation, I would come back as a professional athlete.&lt;br /&gt;8. When I read a book it plays out in my head like a movie.&lt;br /&gt;9. I have a hard time distinguishing between fact and fiction mostly because I read too many fiction books and watch too many movies.&lt;br /&gt;10. I want to write and publish a novel of my very own and I actually have a few I'm working on right now.&lt;br /&gt;11. I didn't vote for Obama but am happy he won.&lt;br /&gt;12. I hardly ever play video games despite that my brother makes them for a living.&lt;br /&gt;13. The biggest regret I have in my life is not going on a mission.&lt;br /&gt;14. I hate tap water, I only drink bottled water which makes for sacks and sacks of empty bottles which totally makes my hubby crazy!&lt;br /&gt;15. I could sit and just watch people for hours and hours. My fav memory of this is leaning on the back of the couch with my old roomies at BYU-Idaho and watching all the people go by.&lt;br /&gt;16. I am super-duper afraid of sharks. I tried to conquer my fear once by researching all the different things I needed to know about sharks and I think I actually made it worse. It hasn't made me stop going in the ocean but I'm very cautious about when I do and what the conditions are.&lt;br /&gt;17. I guess that brings me to another fear, deep open water and scary weird sea creatures. People keep urging me to get my scuba certification but I'm not sure if I would have enough courage to use it.&lt;br /&gt;18. I absolutely love LOVE food but I can be a little picky about it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;19. When I was kid I thought I was giving a roly poly or potato bug a home when I stuck it up my nose. I ended having to go to the emergency and get it flushed out because I'd pushed it up so far.&lt;br /&gt;20. My dream car is a Volkswagen Touareg.&lt;br /&gt;21. I love names, like people's names. I think it really says a lot about who that person is or will be.&lt;br /&gt;22. I love going to the dentist or doctors. I just don't find it super scary like most people seem to do. I would rather just figure out what's wrong so I can fix it.&lt;br /&gt;23. I love eyes. I always notice whenever I meet someone new what color their eyes are.&lt;br /&gt;24. I desperately want to have a kid with red hair. I love red hair esp my husband's color. I think subconsciously I knew I was supposed to marry someone with red hair because the only serious relationships I ever had have been with guys who had red hair.&lt;br /&gt;25. I'm kinda an all or nothing type of person. I jump into things with both feet and hang on for the ride. Unfortunately that means I learn most of life's lessons the hard way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extra after thoughts:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I totally stole this idea from my friend Jaime.&lt;br /&gt;27. Chuck Taylor's are my ultimate favorite shoe and my goal is to one day have them in all colors!&lt;br /&gt;28. I heart short hair and want to cut mine off again.&lt;br /&gt;29. I forget EVERYTHING! esp if it's something important that I need to use that day. There is a direct correlation between an objects importance and the likelihood of my forgetting it i.e. the more important it is the higher the chance I have for forgetting it at home. Tested and tried!&lt;br /&gt;30. I have so many thoughts running through my head all the time that I often think I've said something out loud and didn't actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus 31. I love my husband. He puts up with all my long-winded narratives and my crazy whimsical notions I get from reading too many fiction books. He is my bestest friend! Luv you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 amendment: maybe a horse, like if I ever lived on a ranch or something...&lt;br /&gt;#12 amendment: ahh, okay so I love guitar hero and rock band! best games ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;#22 amendment: so I sound like I have Munchausen Syndrome which I don't. I never go to the doctor and hardly ever feel sick. Just wanted to clarify that point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-8592024127321464461?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/8592024127321464461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=8592024127321464461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/8592024127321464461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/8592024127321464461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things.html' title='25 Random Things...'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-1134483945076632691</id><published>2009-01-14T20:54:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T10:58:50.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since This is The Only Thing in Our Life Right Now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;More pictures of our ever progressing basement. We offically moved in January 5th and boy that was a very long day. We spent the whole day moving stuff into the basement and cleaning the upstairs to get it ready for the new renters. Okay, so it wasn't completely finished when we moved in...we still had the baseboards, the doors and trim, and finally the countertop in the kitchen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One week, three days in basement: All doors almost completely hung, only the closet door left. No baseboards yet or a kitchen countertop. Might I mention that without a countertop it's really really hard to cook. We've been eating frozen pizzas and scamming off the parental units (thank you so much). We have someone coming over tomorrow to measure for a top from the Home Depot and apparently it takes &lt;em&gt;four weeks&lt;/em&gt; to order the countertop in, so if anyone has any good ideas on easy, dishless dinners let me know! Oh, btw, did I mention that Nate washed our dishes in bathtub...totally gross and seemingly unsanitary! I couldn't even go in the bathroom while he was doing it, but no countertop means no kitchen sink...ick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, here are some pictures of our kitchen so far. I think it looks nice and it will look even better with a top on it!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291375718672795490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SW6-LmSeh2I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Q5_shFG5YVM/s320/PICT0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291376213486184322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SW6-oZnLp4I/AAAAAAAAARE/8kUHgWtWOmY/s320/PICT0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291376642344824098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SW6_BXPDLSI/AAAAAAAAARM/nVuis2OW8sg/s320/PICT0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Our niece Rylee. She is such a good little helper! She was right there with me while I put together the cabinets and once we finished a few she said, "It's fits Rylee!" She got in and then told me to get the camera! I guess she knew it would be a cute picture!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291377005957538130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SW6_WhzE4VI/AAAAAAAAARU/G5pA512szvg/s320/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291377338550397490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SW6_p4zZKjI/AAAAAAAAARc/P9lovMYB9lA/s320/PICT0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Going back to the college days. We haven't bought a couch yet so for the first week all we had to sit on was our camping chairs. Nate's dad told us we had to take a picture of it to show our kids one day otherwise they wouldn't believe it! Now we have a futon in there until we find a couch we like and want to buy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291377814043676098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SW7AFkJ0zcI/AAAAAAAAARk/QTNd12O9qYg/s320/PICT0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-1134483945076632691?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1134483945076632691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=1134483945076632691&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/1134483945076632691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/1134483945076632691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2009/01/since-this-is-our-life-right-now.html' title='Since This is The Only Thing in Our Life Right Now...'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SW6-LmSeh2I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Q5_shFG5YVM/s72-c/PICT0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-4780205581337584520</id><published>2009-01-13T13:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T13:36:57.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Word</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:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Word is "Fearless"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourwordquiz/fearless.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see life as your one chance to experience everything, and you just go for it!&lt;br /&gt;You believe the biggest risk is being afraid and missing out on something amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your fearlessness means you're daring. You enjoy risky activities.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes your fearlessness means you're courageous. You're brave enough to do the right thing, even when it's scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourwordquiz/"&gt;What's Your Word?&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/963755793324866179-4780205581337584520?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4780205581337584520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=4780205581337584520&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/4780205581337584520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/4780205581337584520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-word.html' title='My Word'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-1461170420991965714</id><published>2008-12-12T21:10:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T21:40:16.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End is Near!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, the road to a finished basement has been a long one, but I'm proud to announce that the end is in sight! In fact, the finished date has to be by the end of the month because the top has been rented out for January to a seemingly nice family from the UK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We just finished grouting the tile in the kitchen and the bathroom yesterday. The paint has gone onto the walls and carpet is being laid Monday. I can hardly believe that it's almost the end! What the heck am I gonna do with all the free time I will have next year?!?! Get ready for a lot of new book reviews and an updated recipe blog! Here are a few pics of our progress thus far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279123871746654658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SUM3MPy-gcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/iWMT9E4G2RA/s320/DSCF0042%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Framing done by Nate and our good buddy Trevor! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279125369518884626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SUM4jbbtBxI/AAAAAAAAAQc/-Zn5mqpEqs4/s320/PICT0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Drywall stage...so hard and heavy! The only part we didn't do was the mudding and taping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279124184259429282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SUM3eb_1A6I/AAAAAAAAAP0/vPwSkNFdHHY/s320/PICT0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;To be the kitchen area...all tiled up. Time for cabinets!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279124333552373634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SUM3nIKCj4I/AAAAAAAAAP8/FOYkB5WjYDE/s320/DSCF0035%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The front door during the framing stage...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279124547399075874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SUM3zkzESCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/QXwzB-QmUF8/s320/PICT0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;...the front door with drywall, paint, and a tile floor!! Yeah baby! We did that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279129403158365362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SUM8ON6TBLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/pHPTzy_WD7s/s320/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bathroom before tile and drywall...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279125166588759218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SUM4XndZDLI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kbIaFBFcNfc/s320/PICT0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...the bathroom after tile and drywall! It's all coming together!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The coolest thing about this whole project is that Nate and I did like 95% of the work. Some of the tougher stuff we hired out but as for the rest...somehow we figured it out!! Carpet Monday!! Yipee!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-1461170420991965714?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1461170420991965714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=1461170420991965714&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/1461170420991965714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/1461170420991965714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-is-near.html' title='The End is Near!!'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SUM3MPy-gcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/iWMT9E4G2RA/s72-c/DSCF0042%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-6317502646038672183</id><published>2008-11-06T14:43:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:33:19.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does It Mean?</title><content type='html'>The past two weeks, Nate has been singing the same lines of this crazy song and for the life of me, I could not figure out what it was. Finally he sat down for a few minutes at the computer and found the 30 sec snippet on itunes...it was "Human" by The Killers. I'm not quite sure what the song is about but I love the killers so &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SRNpYpxmcKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/FTh7nCe1nKs/s1600-h/51KLDWbSZmL[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265668261577912482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SRNpYpxmcKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/FTh7nCe1nKs/s200/51KLDWbSZmL%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;automatically I loved this song. But my question is what the heck is this song about? Well, I think I could make up what I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; it's about but listening to the lyrics...it's confusing. Here's the chorus: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Are we human or are we dancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And I'm on my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum....? Personally I think we are all "dancer." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's another song I love but not quite sure about the lyrics. I always picture some kind of midevil scene, although from the album cover it looks like some kind of civil war.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I used to rule the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Seas would rise when I gave the word &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SRNtMVr9TJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/tdVQ7b1vZOI/s1600-h/08428_142250_vivalavida[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265672448073616530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SRNtMVr9TJI/AAAAAAAAAPk/tdVQ7b1vZOI/s320/08428_142250_vivalavida%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Now in the morning I sleep alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sweep the streets I used to own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to roll the dice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Listen as the crowd would sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;One minute I held the key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Next the walls were closed on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And I discovered that my castles stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Roman Catholic choirs are singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Be my mirror, my sword and shield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My missionaries in a foreign field&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be Coldplay's "Viva la Vida," which translates into "long live life." To me the title and the lyrics of the song could mean live a good life, you don't want to look back in years to come and find you just left distruction and unhappiness. The chorus could be the person in the song waking up and hearing the blossoming of a new day...maybe. Is it wrong to inspired by a song you don't completely understand? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-6317502646038672183?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6317502646038672183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=6317502646038672183&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6317502646038672183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6317502646038672183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-does-it-mean.html' title='What Does It Mean?'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SRNpYpxmcKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/FTh7nCe1nKs/s72-c/51KLDWbSZmL%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-2034227945243252659</id><published>2008-10-30T08:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:15:16.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Guilty Pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQnAqtQWEwI/AAAAAAAAAO0/1gr-3IvfNes/s1600-h/lauren_conrad[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262949479494324994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQnAqtQWEwI/AAAAAAAAAO0/1gr-3IvfNes/s320/lauren_conrad%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;One of my favorite fashion trends that's popped up in the past year is the dark, black/red, "goth" colored nails. It's so awesome because it adds a little bit of edge to your personality and it looks really good with any outfit. The picture is of Lauren Conrad from "The Hills" which I'm a little embarassed to admit I'm addicted to! haha But she always looks great! Plus I love all the different ways she does her hair with braids. It's a nice way to play up long hair with a little something extra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-2034227945243252659?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2034227945243252659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=2034227945243252659&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/2034227945243252659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/2034227945243252659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2008/10/guilty-pleasure.html' title='A Guilty Pleasure'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQnAqtQWEwI/AAAAAAAAAO0/1gr-3IvfNes/s72-c/lauren_conrad%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-6156866502617727571</id><published>2008-10-28T14:28:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:16:37.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delizioso!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQd_fQZKaiI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xI8hZ1wj73U/s1600-h/EI1115_Fuzilli-with-Tomato-Sauce_med[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262314864558893602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQd_fQZKaiI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xI8hZ1wj73U/s400/EI1115_Fuzilli-with-Tomato-Sauce_med%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have a new hobby. Most of you are gonna be super shocked! I love to cook! It's been a dormant talent I didn't even know I had mostly because I used to burn so many things! It didn't matter if it was cooking rice or baking a cake. It burnt and usually burnt badly! The occasional mess still happens but I'm doing so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did it all come about you ask??? Well, I've been doing a little dabbling in cooking ever since I got married, you know trying to domesticate myself a little bit (is that a word?). It hit full force when Nate and I moved in with his parents and to pull my share around the house I started cooking dinner 2 times a week plus every other Sunday. At that time two of Nates brother's were still living at home so I had to learn to cook for 6+ people. They were all so kind to me cause sometimes I cooked some gross stuff! Anyways, so I developed this fondness for cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get recipes from everywhere! My family, friends, and yes, cooking shows! I love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rachel Ray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; although her recipes are hit and miss, but when I get a hit, it's huge! Also, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Everyday Italian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with "the boobie chief," Giada (if you've seen her show you'll understand the nickname). So this is the deal, I've decided to start a recipe blog where I will share some of the recipes I'm giving a whirl. It will have everything on it from dinner to breakfast to dessert and maybe a few things about the kitchen. Feel free to visit, try, and share!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQhwd1s1qNI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FAf8dpZY69A/s1600-h/noodles+and+company.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262579822516086994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQhwd1s1qNI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FAf8dpZY69A/s200/noodles+and+company.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;To get it all started, you might not know this about me, but I HEART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQd_FpFVY-I/AAAAAAAAANs/f1ITqw6jWNw/s1600-h/sm_heartbig[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; pesto! Especially the Pesto Cavatappi from Noodles and Company!! I've looked all over the place for the recipe so I could make it at home. Alas, I have found none...it's a well guarded secret. So I've used some recipes I've found online to piece together my own: Chx &amp;amp; Mushroom Pesto over Wheat Linguine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; It's a little timely at first but worth it! Check it out at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.kinasrecipes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;http://www.kinasrecipes.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-6156866502617727571?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6156866502617727571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=6156866502617727571&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6156866502617727571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6156866502617727571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2008/10/delizioso.html' title='Delizioso!!!'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQd_fQZKaiI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xI8hZ1wj73U/s72-c/EI1115_Fuzilli-with-Tomato-Sauce_med%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-1480377755060685492</id><published>2008-10-21T11:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T11:49:45.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Nate and I have been working non-stop on our basement hoping to get it finished by the end of October. We're in the drywall stage and it's been lots of long days with lots of dust and installation floating in the air. Last night we had fun putting up a 14 ft. piece of drywall on the ceiling with Nate's dad...yikes! sooo heavy! anyway, so I haven't had a lot of time to do anything else much less my blog, but I changed the background for Autumn and Halloween cause I LOVE it! The colder weather, peacoats, hoodies, scarves, and tooks! Anyway, happy autumn to all and hopefully if the stress of home renovation doesn't kill me, I'll post some pics of the place! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-1480377755060685492?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1480377755060685492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=1480377755060685492&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/1480377755060685492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/1480377755060685492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-220167147065912553</id><published>2008-08-14T17:33:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:19:01.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Canada to New Mexico, and a little in between</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We spent two busy but super fun weeks down in the states. It all started kinda bitter-sweet at the MTC....we dropped Nate's little bro off to serve his mission in Mendoza, Argentina. It was such a wonderful experience and we are so pumped for him!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234523248296954642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKTDKR9DixI/AAAAAAAAAIg/wscXKOL16-8/s320/PICT0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;While we in UT we spent a night hangin out with my great college buddy, Terra! We haven't seen each other in a few years but we were able to pick up right where left off, like we never lost a beat. It was great to see her new little family! I should have taken a picutre!! Dang! I'm always forgetting that thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It was A few days later we caught a plane to ABQ, New Mexico to visit the fam and check out my 10 year HS reunion...YIKES!! Suprisingly it was a lot of fun! I got to visit with a lot of great people I haven't talked to in 10 yrs. The food kinda sucked but the company was good enough to make up for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234526848750063794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKTGb2r-ELI/AAAAAAAAAIo/h6jXRs1GDHg/s320/PICT0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Two of my very best friends from high school, Michelle and Lynn. Good times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;We also spent some quality time with my awesome family! Nate and I logged many hours on the wii playing wii sports, in fact, I think I might have gotten wii tennis elbow, haha, it was all worth it though. Since we were having sooo much fun we decided to break it up with an eduacational experience at the Museum of Natural History.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234528584406987202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKTIA4g08cI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1WGHKz3j2TI/s320/PICT0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;For all that are wondering, that's the brantesaurous, well it has a "technical" name but I can't remember what it was. This one's easier! It looks like it's a little scary too...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234529711587221778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKTJCfliYRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/EfvQFXRoFL8/s320/PICT0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My little bro, phil. He's a cutie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;It was a short trip in NM, but way fun! We spent a couple days back in UT before heading back. Thanks to all our great friends in UT for meeting up with us last minute to hang out! It really meant a lot! You are all the best!! We are so blessed to have so many great friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;We had a beautiful trip home to Canada. We drove up through Logan Pass in Montana, near Kalispell and it was amazing. We hit the pass around sunset and it was a great time to drive through because the sun cast a beautiful misty light through the trees. I took a lot of pictures of the scenery just because it was so breathtaking. It really struck a spiritual note in me, just the majesty of the earth. I wonder sometimes how people can think the creation of the earth was an accident or that God doesn't exist when they look at something so beautiful. It seems like you would just know that there is a purpose or someone behind it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235893183618549218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKmhHAt5BeI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hsKRJGA0XiE/s320/PICT0072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235891854933835346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKmf5q-xPlI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RHWv8UHJ5Eg/s320/PICT0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235892090771052642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKmgHZivmGI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GrNrFpUeBYY/s320/PICT0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235892314200095682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKmgUZ4YO8I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Dfk6WIl2gTo/s320/PICT0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235892735126361122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKmgs59BVCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/nYyYG50ipLM/s320/PICT0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235892939775980002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKmg40VSseI/AAAAAAAAAJo/dqNwWPIA1uQ/s320/PICT0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235893497870336098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKmhZTZWwGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/6hYa8NEjBzw/s320/PICT0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235893345868916162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKmhQdJZJcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lzPqSYLAKaE/s320/PICT0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-220167147065912553?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/220167147065912553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=220167147065912553&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/220167147065912553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/220167147065912553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2008/08/from-canada-to-new-mexico-and-little-in.html' title='From Canada to New Mexico, and a little in between'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SKTDKR9DixI/AAAAAAAAAIg/wscXKOL16-8/s72-c/PICT0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-177697186397031464</id><published>2008-06-18T14:43:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:20:29.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And...they're off!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFl1gfuqiMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5q2-8UfZWF0/s1600-h/CIMG0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213327244791548098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFl1gfuqiMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5q2-8UfZWF0/s320/CIMG0283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's an exciting time here in Calgary. A huge international event will be taking place downtown Calgary in July called The Calgary Stampede. Of course, you've prpbably never heard of it unless you have some experience with rodeos, which I don't, but I'm looking forward to it because it's supposed to be HUGE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFl3w3f8caI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FwwMHp3TPrA/s1600-h/CIMG0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213329725073420706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFl3w3f8caI/AAAAAAAAAHY/FwwMHp3TPrA/s320/CIMG0272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;My first exposure so far was having the opportunity to attend some hourse races with a good friend of mine Andrea. Her work actually buys a couple of seats for the preliminary horse races that are run to qualify for the Stampede. It was so crazy! I've never been to any kind of horse race, and really the only exposure I have to it is from "My Fair Lady" when Eliza Doolittle yells out, "Move yer blummin' arces!!" Much to her disgrace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;We had awesome box seats and a buffet dinner, which was pretty good until it caught up with me around 3am...:) Her work also had some cool contest for whoever wore the cheesiest cowboy/girl shirt (no, it's not customary to wear plaid shirts at the races, in fact, I felt a little out of place). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;There were to 8 races that night and they all started with the jockeys parading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFl7EBdSHpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/cOYsZiE-FLs/s1600-h/CIMG0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;the horse they would be riding in the upcoming race, apparently you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFl7ztsQGsI/AAAAAAAAAHw/R3Z0khQxyE8/s1600-h/CIMG0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213334172026804930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFl7ztsQGsI/AAAAAAAAAHw/R3Z0khQxyE8/s320/CIMG0273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;might be able to win some money by just looking at the horse. (Just a side note, there are SOOOOO many factors that go into deciding what horse to bet on. I've determined through my brief experience that it's next to impossible to come up with some kind of theory on who will win. So, my conclusion? You might as well kiss that money good-bye on the way to the bet placing windows cause it's most likely the last time you'll see it.) Anywho, so the pic to the right is of the jockeys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;being led out for their little parade. Crazy thing, average weight of a jockey? 112 lbs. yikes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213654189907575554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFqe3NMrAwI/AAAAAAAAAII/TMMD7qpCwdE/s320/CIMG0275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Racing to the finish line! The horses had great names like "Shooting Star" or "Tippinthescales" (okay I made that one up), um..."Mullumbimby" was one (not making that one up), "Bear Gentle Giant," "Driftin Cowboy" and "Celtic Warrior" just to name a few. Try saying that M one 10 times fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213654045038724914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFqeuxhPxzI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yXrNmwl_LpE/s320/CIMG0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;The next one, I'm holding the program they hand out that gives all the stats for the different horses. The two pages I'm holding up is 1 race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;. I'm pointing out the winning horse...okay, so not really. I lost all $6 I bet with.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213656012700158754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFqghToSiyI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/SQOoZSo_CQw/s320/CIMG0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Andrea lives on the wild side with all her numerous bets...not really. I think she didn't even spend 20 bucks! All bets are $2 bets, but where you spend all the money is betting on three horses at once or four, and then you can cover all those combinations for 1st, 2nd, or 3rd. It gets a little complicated. Those kind of bets can cost a lot of money...and the winnings, well, not really worth what you spend unless you bet on horses that don't have very good odds at winning. If they do and you bet the right ones, well, big money, but the reason the odds are low is because they're not expected to win, and most of the time they don't. It was a learning experience if anything and a lot of fun!! I really wanted to meet the jockeys and talk to them just to see what they were like. No such luck though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213656165633403618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFqgqNWaquI/AAAAAAAAAIY/nyEUwmfH8g4/s320/CIMG0284.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-177697186397031464?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/177697186397031464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=177697186397031464&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/177697186397031464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/177697186397031464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/andtheyre-off.html' title='And...they&apos;re off!!!!'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFl1gfuqiMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/5q2-8UfZWF0/s72-c/CIMG0283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-5043360181635748530</id><published>2008-06-17T09:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T14:42:42.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFfVqzyT0lI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9_jQGXE4o5g/s1600-h/thehostcover[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212870025137082962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFfVqzyT0lI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9_jQGXE4o5g/s320/thehostcover%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, because I'm a stubborn person and I get really attached to a series, I have a hard time reading something else by the same author. The thing is, I don't want the new book to ruin the author for me. I'm a huge, HUGE Stephenie Meyer fan so I was pretty determined not to read her new book, "The Host." Of course, after a while , I caved. Some have discribed it as slow but I was hooked from the first chapter! I don't know how Stephenie Meyer comes up with such original ideas for her stories (although I did see a Star Trek episode with a similar idea). Please don't get deterred from this book by the science fiction label! It's totally a science fiction for those who don't like science fiction. Once again Stephenie Meyer has writen a wonderful story of love with a very unlikely hero and heroine. I fell in love with one character and by the end was cheering for a completely different one. Great book, I highly recommend it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-5043360181635748530?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5043360181635748530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=5043360181635748530&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/5043360181635748530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/5043360181635748530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-because-i-am-stubborn-person-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SFfVqzyT0lI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9_jQGXE4o5g/s72-c/thehostcover%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-5013277546362152534</id><published>2008-03-15T17:52:00.019-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:21:30.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the sun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So, I'm finally posting pictures of our awesome trip to the Grand Cayman, Jamacia, and Florida! In February we spent two weeks tanning, well, more like burning (LOL) and seeing tons of new and amazing things! We spent five days on a huge cruise ship that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R9xkQoQBOhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Cu-xpNpjxXY/s1600-h/CIMG0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178123908414519826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R9xkQoQBOhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Cu-xpNpjxXY/s320/CIMG0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;was the nicest one I've ever been on. Inside it looked like a five star hotel, with three different pools, a rock climbing wall, and one of those trampoline things that you get harnessed to. It was pretty sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We had two stops, one in the Grand Cayman and one in Jamacia. In the Grand Cayman we got to swing with sting rays!! I was soooooo freaked out the whole time, but in the end I ended up giving one a big kiss!! Unfortuneately I have no documentation of my kiss because those things are slippery buggers! We got a good one of Nate though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178135255718116002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R9xulIQBOqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/YIbJJf47sV4/s320/00740012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178125914164247090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R9xmFYQBOjI/AAAAAAAAAF8/O_QRKYTKmZY/s320/00740011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We also got to go snorkeling and then we spent some time on a beautiful beach call Seven Mile Beach. Picture, white sands, crystal blue water, hot sun! It's was amazing! This is where got burnt to a crisp! Apparently, the sun is hotter in the Cayman's because it's closer to the earth when it's directly on top or something. I'm not really sure but even I got burnt which doesn't usually happen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178128259216390722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R9xoN4QBOkI/AAAAAAAAAGE/6Uv31m0WIEA/s320/CIMG0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Obviously Nathan got it the worst! OUCH!!! Sleeping was a beast!! And there was one night that Nathan couldn't stop scratching his back on anything with a rough edge! It was the most insane thing!! LOL O'well, maybe you had to be there! It still cracks me up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In Jamacia we went tubing and cliff jumping! It was so much fun because in this river there were little patches of rapids! The cliff was about 8 or 10 feet and we had to jump right in one spot otherwise, SPLAT all over the rocks! Luckily, no one did that! We had two river guides, one was 18 years old and he kept asking me and the girl with me if we were dating the guys we were with. He took special care of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178131012290427474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R9xquIQBOlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/AzINxGK4nso/s320/CIMG0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My most favorite thing we did was in Jamacia called Dunn River Falls. It's a cascading water fall that runs for about a mile down in the ocean. The reason it was so cool was because you are able to climb up it. This is totally something you could only do in another country, or maybe a third world country...I'm not sure, somewhere like the US and Canada, North America. Whatever, anyway, there were spots of the river that went up over my head and then there were some that were maybe a foot deep. The rocks though, were soooo slippery! One wrong step and you could have seriously hurt yourself. The tour guides were having people link arms and manuver the falls. We found one that would follow up the side with our cameras and just take pictures. He did an amazing job! Lots of good ones!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178133619335576162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R9xtF4QBOmI/AAAAAAAAAGU/km5dAUvO0lI/s320/CIMG0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178133971522894450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R9xtaYQBOnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/7aEhXYdHFpY/s320/CIMG0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178134345185049218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R9xtwIQBOoI/AAAAAAAAAGk/EtxKwY9BlgA/s320/CIMG0082.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178134701667334802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R9xuE4QBOpI/AAAAAAAAAGs/X-uVOTykM0U/s320/CIMG0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Anyway, we had an awesome time on our trip! It really was amazing and I would recommend the Grand Cayman and Jamacia to anyone especially Dunn River Falls! We spent a week in FL as well but those pics aren't half as cool as the ones of our cruise! There are just too many of them for me to post them separately so, enjoy the slide show! By the way, if you didn't already know, the profile pic is us at Universal Studios! Good times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~Kina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-0a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752331690506&amp;amp;site=widget-0a.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752331690506&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0a.slide.com/p1/576460752331690506/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752331690506&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-0a.slide.com/p2/576460752331690506/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-5013277546362152534?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5013277546362152534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=5013277546362152534&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/5013277546362152534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/5013277546362152534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the sun!!!'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R9xkQoQBOhI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Cu-xpNpjxXY/s72-c/CIMG0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-5980046411739572</id><published>2008-03-12T15:27:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T15:42:33.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Three years...I can't believe it! Before I met you I never knew how full my life could be and when we got married I was awed by the happiness I felt. Now, I'm still in awe because that happiness and love has grown to more than I ever thought possible and everyday is just another dream come true! :) I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are ten reason why I love you! You probably already know most of these but sometimes it's good to have a reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You listen to all my long-winded narratives when I tell a story.&lt;br /&gt;2. You let me have my crazy whimsical notions I get from reading so many fiction books.&lt;br /&gt;3. You love for the Gospel and you have an amazing way of touching the spirit of others when you teach about it or bear your testimony.&lt;br /&gt;4. You're willing to work a totally crappy job in the summer to support our family.&lt;br /&gt;5. You spoil me! cloths, shoes, books, whatever!&lt;br /&gt;6. You never let me win at games -- instead you push me to work as hard as I can in whatever I do&lt;br /&gt;7. You know just when I need someone to &lt;em&gt;listen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. You have big dreams and you work so hard to achieve those dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;9. You watch the t.v. shows I like and even get into them...sometimes :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;10. You let me kiss you as much as I want! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;11. Bonus: You always let me know how much you love me and respect me despite my super strong-will and stubborness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU!! Thank you for three wonderful years with many more to come!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-5980046411739572?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/5980046411739572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=5980046411739572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/5980046411739572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/5980046411739572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-anniversary-love.html' title='Happy Anniversary Love!'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-2306714715789316670</id><published>2008-03-10T14:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:54:49.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>****HOUSE UPDATE****</title><content type='html'>Here's a quick update on the house, the City of Airdrie acutally put a stop work order on it because they were worried we ruined the structure of our house when we cut the doors. So, we had to have a structural engineer come and look at everything and okay it, which he did. Right now we are working on getting on the permits for the hole that we have in back were the doors are and the permits for the deck that's going over the hole. As of right now, we probably won't get the basement done until the fall because Nathan is doing one more year of summer sales (hopefully) down in Atlanta, GA again. It's not what we planned originally but it's what we have to do to keep his green card status current. I, however, will be staying in Canada working away doing whatever I can to finish our little basement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, we took a sweet vacation in February to FL and on a cruise where we visited The Grand Cayman Island and Jamacia. When I get a spare minute I will post those pics for you on the blog! We got a lot of good ones. As for now, take care.&lt;br /&gt;~Kina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-2306714715789316670?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2306714715789316670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=2306714715789316670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/2306714715789316670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/2306714715789316670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2008/03/house-update.html' title='****HOUSE UPDATE****'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-6162038561395553193</id><published>2008-01-17T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T09:49:24.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House Update</title><content type='html'>Our little house is coming along slowly. The good news is that we are starting to see it take shape. And WE built it...it's such a cool feeling, to feel like you are actually accomplishing something this big, at this level. Plus, we've designed the whole thing so to see it all work out and that it's actually working is amazing!!! Anyway, so once again, I forgot the camera for all the crucial moments so Nate and I went back to take "action" shots. Hopefully they aren't too cheesy. :) The first couple of pics are of the backyard where we had to dig to the footing of the house so we could cut the door out of the cement. By the way, we dug out the part right around the door with shovels!! It was quite the task! &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5Az-HA-CeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/hemY3TbJewk/s1600-h/DSCF0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156678715467237858 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5Az-HA-CeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/hemY3TbJewk/s400/DSCF0031.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A0RHA-CfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/TQpXzESveQY/s1600-h/DSCF0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156679041884752370 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A0RHA-CfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/TQpXzESveQY/s400/DSCF0032.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A0k3A-CgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/W1XTFFsQXd0/s1600-h/DSCF0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156679381187168770 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A0k3A-CgI/AAAAAAAAAEs/W1XTFFsQXd0/s400/DSCF0033.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The rest are pictures of the inside. It's not too big but we've tried to design it so it's really open with not a lot of walls. It's kind of messy right now with lots sawdust and installation everywhere. More "action" shots, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A4gnA-ChI/AAAAAAAAAE0/o3070rYZI7Y/s1600-h/DSCF0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A4gnA-ChI/AAAAAAAAAE0/o3070rYZI7Y/s400/DSCF0035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156683706219235858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A47XA-CiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/NniDr6gAg-U/s1600-h/DSCF0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A47XA-CiI/AAAAAAAAAE8/NniDr6gAg-U/s400/DSCF0036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156684165780736546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A5JXA-CjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/StB9xez49as/s1600-h/DSCF0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A5JXA-CjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/StB9xez49as/s400/DSCF0038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156684406298905138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A5XXA-CkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NQQCgB7IFnU/s1600-h/DSCF0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A5XXA-CkI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NQQCgB7IFnU/s400/DSCF0040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156684646817073730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan being the perfectionist that he is, drove me nuts with the level and measuring tape. We have a lot of duct work running acoss the ceiling so we have to frame them in and they can be a little tricky. The little bubble in the level had to be perfectly in the center or we were pulling it down and trying again. A little annoying but I'm glad he's that way cause I'm definitely not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A7NHA-ClI/AAAAAAAAAFU/icu1tiRHpLQ/s1600-h/DSCF0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5A7NHA-ClI/AAAAAAAAAFU/icu1tiRHpLQ/s400/DSCF0042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156686669746670162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a view from one end, right inside the door to the other end. Not super big but it's actually bigger than the "bomb shelter" we used to live in at the University of Utah. Plus it's going to be so much nicer when it's all finished!!!! The little room to the right is the bathroom and the room in the back is the bedroom which will be separted from the hallway with french door so we can leave them open if we want to really open up the apartment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-6162038561395553193?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6162038561395553193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=6162038561395553193&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6162038561395553193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6162038561395553193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2008/01/house-update.html' title='House Update'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R5Az-HA-CeI/AAAAAAAAAEc/hemY3TbJewk/s72-c/DSCF0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-6796465653853340996</id><published>2007-12-04T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:56:55.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Step...well, it feels more like a leap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V3_KncdBI/AAAAAAAAADM/6xKYmCfmgeg/s1600-h/front+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V3_KncdBI/AAAAAAAAADM/6xKYmCfmgeg/s400/front+house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140146476778550290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's time to update this blog because we have some news. We've gone and done it! We've joined the ranks of home owners and honestly it's still hard for me to grasp. About a week or two before we found this house/duplex I had a conversation with my father-in-law about how old he was when he bought his first house and he said he they didn't purchase his first home until he was well into his 30's. When I heard that I was immediately releaved, thinking "thank goodness! I still have some time!!" Not much, but enough ;) Then we had a amazing opportunity open up to purchase half a duplex that was a model home, meaning fully furnished and fully upgraded. With only about a day or two to think about it we decided to jump on the opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now we have a beautiful new house that we aren't moving into. I know you're probably saying "what?" right now, but let me explain. Out plans for this place is to rent out the top two floors and suite out the basement. We will live in the basement and rent the top out for a little bit more then our mortgage payment. I seriously can't believe how much people will pay for rent up here. Noy only that, but houses are soooo expensive up here! If it weren't for our little plan to rent our the top I doubt that I would be writing about buying a house right now. But we are so excited and we have renters moving in on Wednesday. We just got possession on Friday and now it's time to start construction on the basement! We're really just discovering what a task we've taken upon us with building walls, and picking our cabinets, and blinds, etc! YIKES!!! And I'm sorry to say that I really don't have a knack for it. Nathan is way better at design. Maybe it's the impatience in me but I really have to stop myself from just wanting to buy the first thing I see. It's definitely an adventure though!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He are some pictures of our new place! Although we don't have an pics of the basement because right now it's just cement, wires, and pink ichy installation. So these pics are of the place for rent.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1Vzpqncc2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/3WWLT6FvIeg/s1600-h/living+rm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1Vzpqncc2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/3WWLT6FvIeg/s400/living+rm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140141709364851554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1Vz-6ncc3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/dolQGow60_A/s1600-h/living+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1Vz-6ncc3I/AAAAAAAAAB8/dolQGow60_A/s400/living+room.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140142074437071730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V0yKncc-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/cQQopWoxJXg/s1600-h/workout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V0yKncc-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/cQQopWoxJXg/s400/workout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140142954905367522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V0pKncc8I/AAAAAAAAACk/_qDH4hhD56c/s1600-h/master+bedrm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V0pKncc8I/AAAAAAAAACk/_qDH4hhD56c/s400/master+bedrm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140142800286544834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V0hKncc7I/AAAAAAAAACc/4p1oyWqejno/s1600-h/full+kitchen+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V0hKncc7I/AAAAAAAAACc/4p1oyWqejno/s400/full+kitchen+view.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140142662847591346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V0c6ncc6I/AAAAAAAAACU/dKiNHZCKOtA/s1600-h/o+-+kitchen+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V0c6ncc6I/AAAAAAAAACU/dKiNHZCKOtA/s400/o+-+kitchen+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140142589833147298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V1y6ncdAI/AAAAAAAAADE/MKuH0KmTolc/s1600-h/Bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V1y6ncdAI/AAAAAAAAADE/MKuH0KmTolc/s400/Bedroom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140144067301897218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-6796465653853340996?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/6796465653853340996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=6796465653853340996&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6796465653853340996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/6796465653853340996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-first-stepwell-it-feels-more-like.html' title='Our First Step...well, it feels more like a leap'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/R1V3_KncdBI/AAAAAAAAADM/6xKYmCfmgeg/s72-c/front+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-2244011394206450429</id><published>2007-11-02T15:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T15:18:52.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>William Tell Overture Mom</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/IGoelj7l668' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/IGoelj7l668'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is so funny!!! &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/963755793324866179-2244011394206450429?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2244011394206450429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=2244011394206450429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/2244011394206450429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/2244011394206450429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2007/11/william-tell-overture-mom.html' title='William Tell Overture Mom'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-2442223855278115941</id><published>2007-11-01T13:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:20:03.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oct 2007 NM &amp; UT Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-da.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752327890650&amp;amp;site=widget-da.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=576460752327890650&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-da.slide.com/p1/576460752327890650/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=576460752327890650&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-da.slide.com/p2/576460752327890650/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time on our trip to see my family. However, just a warning about the photos: they are only from the end of our trip because I always forget that I have the camera in the first place. Both my little brothers, Jacob and Phillip, had soccer games that we went to but I only have pics of Phillips cause that's when I remembered the camera. My brother's are getting so big! One is a freshman in HS and the other in 6th grade and they are totally in the gameboy playing phase (or for guys is that really a phase?)because every picture I tried to take they were playing with their gameboy systems (I don't think that's what they're called, it's something like DSD or DS???). And if anyone needs some cabinets hung, just let me and nate know cause we are Pros now (for a price of course :) ). Just in case you're thinking that they look at little weird that's because they don't have the doors on yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also stopped off in American Fork, UT at my oldest brother's house where we woke up to a chilly surprise...snow!! It wasn't there for long but there was enough of it that we got to make a snowman with my little nephew Jarrin. He loved it but he was consistently running over to his mom to blow on his hands cause he refused to wear gloves! It was so funny! Jarrin is like a little replica of my brother Jacob. Sometimes watching Jarrin reminds me of when Jacob was little. Oh, and how about those giant pumpkins on their porch! Crazy huge!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we had a wonderful trip and it was so good to see my family! Thanks to all of you that let us stay with you esp. my aunt Kalee who is always a wonderful host!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-2442223855278115941?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/2442223855278115941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=2442223855278115941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/2442223855278115941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/2442223855278115941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2007/11/oct-2007-nm-ut-trip.html' title='Oct 2007 NM &amp; UT Trip'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-4239098879171496637</id><published>2007-10-30T13:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T14:23:15.124-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged. The rules are that you list 6 facts/habits about yourself then at the end of the post name 6 people that you are going to tag. Then you go into their comments and tell them that they have been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The one thing that I absolutely love is a good book. It's probably one of my most favorite things to do and when I find a good one I get a little obsessed about it. I have a really hard time putting down a book I love and most books I can finish within a day or two. I'm trying to remind myself to take my time with new books so I can enjoy them for a lot longer. Once I've finished a book I feel very connected to it and I think about it constantly and usually carry it around with me for a day or two in case I want to read a little exerb at some random time. I'm definitely one of those people that cries and laughs outloud while reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To go along with my first fact/habit, I want to write a book someday. It will probably be fiction and along the lines of fantasy. I started two books this past summer and every now and then write a little more but I put a lot of pressure on myself to think up an orginal idea and when things start to sound to cliche I stop, hoping that with time my mind will clear and I will be able to once again write something uniquely me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Working hard. I thrive on challenging myself to work hard in everything I start or do. My job, school, and just life in general. Sometimes it could be learning something new (which I love) or just putting myself in a situation that's unfamilar or uncomfortable, but something that I want to do, and then just doing it. When I was younger I missed out on some opportunities because I didn't work hard enough or was too scared and I am determined to not let that happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A lot of people don't know that I grew up helping my dad with a lot of different rental properties he owned. Since I was the only girl in the family I got to help right along with my brothers while we reshingled roofs, built fences, fixed toilets, painted, landscaped, etc. Pretty much anything you can think of that has to do with home repair I did. Plus, my dad designed and built (acutally built) our house so I helped with a lot of that too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love being outside. When I was single and lived in Salt Lake City, I used to take a blanket, a book or my journal, and sit on the grass at Liberty Park next to the pond a couple of times a week during the summer. Nature in general is just great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Maybe someday in the distant future I would like to go back to school and go further into psychology, more specifically the homopathic side. Instead on prescribing things like ritalin for ADD, I would like to try more natural remedies. A lot of evidence is showing that in cancer, natual remedies are a lot better healthwise and show a lot better results then chemo. I think the same things can be applied to psychological illnesses. But this is all in the very distant future...maybe someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged; Terra, Lupita, Brianne, Stacey, Brooke, Christi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-4239098879171496637?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/4239098879171496637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=4239098879171496637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/4239098879171496637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/4239098879171496637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2007/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-7835572836701396172</id><published>2007-10-09T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T12:18:28.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference October 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/RwvE0hJ1IBI/AAAAAAAAABc/Ww3BEfyiUSs/s1600-h/feature_conference.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119401807968542738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="111" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/RwvE0hJ1IBI/AAAAAAAAABc/Ww3BEfyiUSs/s320/feature_conference.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever since I moved to Utah back in 2001, Conference has always held a special place in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;heart. It always signalled the coming of Winter or the beginning of Spring to me, both favorite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;seasons. It's also a time when I can sit and re-evaluated where I am at in my life as I listen to new guidance and firm reminders from the prophet, apostles, and other leaders of the church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nate and I have been blessed almost ever conference to be able to attend at least one session, and this year it was hard not to be around as Utah seemed to tingle with the anticipation on new direction; however, as I listened from Canada I still felt the message of each speaker as if I was sitting right there in the Conference Center. It was a good reminder to me that the gospel and the spirit is the same no matter where you are.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was particular touched by the talk given by Elder Bednar in the Sunday morning session. I'm not sure what it's titled because I wasn't actually writing notes but his talked struck me and I've been thinking about it ever sense. He talked about having 1. clean hands and 2. a pure heart. It's a topic we learn a lot about but what hit me was that he said it is possible to have clean hands and and &lt;em&gt;impure&lt;/em&gt; heart. It automatically reminded me of Mosiah 4:30 when King Benjamin warns about watching our thoughts. It scared me to think that I could have clean hands and not a pure heart b/c those seem to go together. Elder Bednar also talked about how important the atonement is in have both clean hands and a pure heart. I made a resolution to make sure that my thoughts are as clean as I think my hands are and if I stray to use the atonement daily to repent of those things. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-7835572836701396172?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7835572836701396172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=7835572836701396172&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/7835572836701396172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/7835572836701396172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2007/10/conference-october-2007.html' title='Conference October 2007'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/RwvE0hJ1IBI/AAAAAAAAABc/Ww3BEfyiUSs/s72-c/feature_conference.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-1770828115900667708</id><published>2007-10-04T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T21:05:28.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>VW Fire</title><content type='html'>At the end of June, our new Passat (well new for us, 2003 VW Passat) that Nate and I had bought about six months before, spontaneously caught on fire in the engine area. I drove from our apt. in Miamisburg, Ohio about 30 miles south into Cincinatti to shop at Costco. Before I actually started shopping I sat down to eat one of those delicious costco hot dogs when I noticed a couple of people run by with fire extingishers. Not thinking too much of it (obviously it couldn't be my car, it was still new) I finished my lunch. Then for some reason I just felt like it would be the "responsible" thing to do just to make sure it wasn't my car, so I walked out and, wow, yeah there is was, my car, flames shooting out from under the hood (well, not really shooting) but definitely visable. Then the fire dept. drove up, jumped out, and preceeded to pry open the hood of my car with a crowbar. Yeah...not too fun to watch. The end of the story? Well, VW flew out a specalist to check out our car. They ended up paying it off and giving us a $3000 credit to use at VW or Audi, which we used to buy a new VW Passat, which we love! No fires so far. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I recieved a message from a friend (thanks Brandon) with a link to a news article talking about how the government is upgrading an investigation into VW after recieving dozens of reports of engine fires in Passats. Below are a couple of links to the article written regarding these fires. Same article just two different sources.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21102249/"&gt;http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21102249/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.detnews.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20071002/UPDATE/710020444/1148/rss25"&gt;http://www.detnews.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20071002/UPDATE/710020444/1148/rss25&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics of our poor car! The engine area was totally melted but the body and inside the car was perfect! When I went to pick up my stuff from the car the rest of the car looked so perfect that it was like I could drive it out of the lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117681347984998738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/RwWoEkRJwVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IzN0cHMf09k/s320/Photo_052907_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117681738827022690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/RwWobURJwWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8hW0QFDjtqU/s320/Photo_052907_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117682039474733426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/RwWos0RJwXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/1ddF50rbIII/s320/Photo_052907_005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117682374482182530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/RwWpAURJwYI/AAAAAAAAAA8/43ds49DxgcQ/s320/Photo_052907_007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117682666539958674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/RwWpRURJwZI/AAAAAAAAABE/JzQu8nrVhnc/s320/Photo_052907_008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-1770828115900667708?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/1770828115900667708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=1770828115900667708&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/1770828115900667708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/1770828115900667708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2007/10/vw-fire.html' title='VW Fire'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/RwWoEkRJwVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IzN0cHMf09k/s72-c/Photo_052907_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-938049556048995374</id><published>2007-10-04T14:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T14:59:51.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephenie Meyer</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I put Stephenie Meyer was an artist and she is in the sense that she &lt;em&gt;writes&lt;/em&gt; books...but that can be art too, right?? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-938049556048995374?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/938049556048995374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=938049556048995374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/938049556048995374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/938049556048995374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2007/10/stephenie-meyer.html' title='Stephenie Meyer'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-7587245531173044208</id><published>2007-10-04T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T10:43:41.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Links</title><content type='html'>I finally got the whole link think figured out so check out some of my links and favorite websites! The husband of one of my good friends is an amazing artist! Check out Justin's Paintings and Beach paintings to look at some of his work. Also, Stephenie Meyer has become a favorite artist of mine and I'm always checking out her site for new info. on her books and the Twilight movie. If you haven't read that book yet, READ IT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-7587245531173044208?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/7587245531173044208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=7587245531173044208&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/7587245531173044208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/7587245531173044208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2007/10/links.html' title='Links'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-963755793324866179.post-3036943052508697309</id><published>2007-10-01T21:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T21:30:20.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Blog, Welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, blogging just seemed liked a good idea. Hopefully you all can find some kind of enjoyment in this new page that is dedicated to me and Nate and our family of two. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/963755793324866179-3036943052508697309?l=kinamartin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/feeds/3036943052508697309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=963755793324866179&amp;postID=3036943052508697309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/3036943052508697309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/963755793324866179/posts/default/3036943052508697309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kinamartin.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-new-blog-welcome.html' title='Our New Blog, Welcome!'/><author><name>Kina and Nathan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16314437924062744141</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dto8GLhtXnc/SQiHbznFIMI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/hoZnRqyAIDA/S220/me+and+the+cake.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
