<?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-5369187868309647006</id><updated>2012-03-18T17:33:47.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the mrs. writes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3829070262696824113</id><published>2012-03-18T16:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-03-18T16:01:28.829-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerd Alert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I think it is official. I am a running nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find good quotes about running on Pinterest.&lt;br /&gt;All I want to spend my money on is a new pair of running shoes.&lt;br /&gt;All I can think about is a sports bra that would improve my running "look."&lt;br /&gt;All I want to talk about are splits and turnovers and fueling.&lt;br /&gt;All I think about is my next training run.&lt;br /&gt;All my Instagrams are about my training or my training food. &lt;br /&gt;I have as many pictures of my treadmill on my iPhone as I do of my kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;The only reason I want to eat clean is to get faster.&lt;br /&gt;I want more gym equipment so I can cross train and ... get faster.&lt;br /&gt;And when my husband runs his first treadmill mile in years, I get so excited I can't stop talking about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Amt_I2JCQwM/T2ZaUXK53zI/AAAAAAAACzk/DxOj4lNK924/s1600/IMG_0321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Amt_I2JCQwM/T2ZaUXK53zI/AAAAAAAACzk/DxOj4lNK924/s640/IMG_0321.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPod touch for timing intervals, iPad for Biggest Loser, iPod for tunes, and iPhone for taking pictures. Thank YOU, Steve Jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3l7W7mmFi84/T2ZaUEGv6vI/AAAAAAAACzY/_0pqDVxssXk/s1600/IMG_0306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3l7W7mmFi84/T2ZaUEGv6vI/AAAAAAAACzY/_0pqDVxssXk/s400/IMG_0306.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week ago, I ran 15 miles and split the distance: 8M on the TM and 7 on the road. I ran the 7 miles up the highway through the canyon on very soft shoulders. And then that became my longest run. EVER. The best part? I felt so great! And I got a really awesome souvenir for my efforts: check out that sunburn line in the middle of my forehead. Thank you, Bondi Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am proud of all that, I am officially a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;To my running friends: the time has come to retire the Apple earbuds. What headphones do you use? I need some that stay in place. Keep in mind I have tiny ears!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3829070262696824113?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3829070262696824113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3829070262696824113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3829070262696824113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3829070262696824113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/03/nerd-alert.html' title='Nerd Alert!'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Amt_I2JCQwM/T2ZaUXK53zI/AAAAAAAACzk/DxOj4lNK924/s72-c/IMG_0321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3423266459411750765</id><published>2012-03-18T13:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-03-18T13:36:35.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingered Carrot-Sweet Potato Soup</title><content type='html'>If you love pureed vegetable soups, this is for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gingered Carrot-Sweet Potato Soup&lt;br /&gt;*From &lt;i&gt;Better Homes and Gardens&lt;/i&gt; April 2012*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. carrots, peeled and sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 large sweet potato, peeled and cut in 1/2-inch cubes&lt;br /&gt;3 cans low-sodium chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;1 t. ground ginger&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. sour cream or creme fraiche&lt;br /&gt;2 T. finely minced scallions or chives&lt;br /&gt;1 19 oz. can no-salt-added cannellini beans, rinsed and drained&lt;br /&gt;salt and pepper, to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Dutch oven, combine carrots, potato, broth, and ginger. Bring to boiling. Reduce heat. Simmer, uncovered, 10-12 minutes, until vegetables are tender. Meanwhile, in a small bowl, combine sour cream and green onions. Set aside. Using an immersion blender, puree vegetables with beans. Season with salt and pepper to taste. Top servings with sour cream and onions. Serves 4, 318 calories per serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k5p2KQ1m8sE/T2Y5Acawl8I/AAAAAAAACuw/OfvOCZMtbb0/s1600/IMG_0327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k5p2KQ1m8sE/T2Y5Acawl8I/AAAAAAAACuw/OfvOCZMtbb0/s400/IMG_0327.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine was a little thick because I didn't follow the recipe exactly. Don't be like me! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3423266459411750765?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3423266459411750765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3423266459411750765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3423266459411750765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3423266459411750765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/03/gingered-carrot-sweet-potato-soup.html' title='Gingered Carrot-Sweet Potato Soup'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k5p2KQ1m8sE/T2Y5Acawl8I/AAAAAAAACuw/OfvOCZMtbb0/s72-c/IMG_0327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-7375905600452097432</id><published>2012-03-18T10:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-03-18T16:01:45.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;.} Click to read {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/03/favorite-things.html"&gt;My Favorite Things&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/03/i-love-cousins.html"&gt;I Love Cousins&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/03/little-hollywood.html"&gt;Little Hollywood Museum&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/03/red-cave-canyoneering.html"&gt;Red Cave Canyoneering&lt;/a&gt;}&amp;nbsp; {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/02/presidents-day-weekend.html"&gt;President's Day Weekend&lt;/a&gt;} and {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/02/outdoors-in-february.html"&gt;Playing Outside in February&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-7375905600452097432?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/7375905600452097432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=7375905600452097432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7375905600452097432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7375905600452097432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/03/updates-to-family-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-5469088300896694956</id><published>2012-03-18T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-03-18T13:39:41.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;March 10-17, 2012 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday &lt;/b&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.stacymakescents.com/fix-and-forget-friday-crock-pot-chicken-fajitas"&gt;Slow Cooker Fajitas&lt;/a&gt; a la Kathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday &lt;/b&gt;- Grilled &lt;a href="http://www.howsweeteats.com/2012/03/garlic-bread-pizza-crust/"&gt;Garlic Bread Pizza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday &lt;/b&gt;- Tinfoil Dinners on the Grill a la Kathy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday &lt;/b&gt;- Breakfast Casserole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday &lt;/b&gt;- Chicken Pot Pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday &lt;/b&gt;- Dine Out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday &lt;/b&gt;- Grilled Cheese + &lt;a href="http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/03/gingered-carrot-sweet-potato-soup.html"&gt;Gingered Carrot-Sweet Potato Soup&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/2012/02/creme-fraiche-how-to-and-caprese-focaccia.html"&gt;Creme Fraiche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Sweet Treats + Snacks the Mrs. Enjoyed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.simplyscratch.com/2012/02/chocolate-cake-doughnuts-with.html"&gt;Chocolate Donuts with Buttermilk Glaze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lunchclub4ladies.blogspot.com/2012/03/homemade-pop-tarts.html"&gt;Homemade Pop Tarts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://acozykitchen.com/ham-and-cheddar-biscuits/"&gt;Ham and Cheddar Biscuits&lt;/a&gt; a la Kathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poutypinkprincess.blogspot.com/2011/06/cherry-limeade-love.html"&gt;Cherry Limeade&lt;/a&gt; a la Lori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seriouseats.com/recipes/2010/10/pulut-hitam-black-rice-pudding-with-coconut-m.html"&gt;Pulut Hitam&lt;/a&gt; (Purple Rice Pudding with Salted Coconut Cream) a la Mindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lunchclub4ladies.blogspot.com/2012/03/strawberry-limeade.html"&gt;Strawberry Limeade&lt;/a&gt; a la Melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday &lt;/b&gt;- Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday &lt;/b&gt;- Pilates (20 min.) + Stretching (20 min.) + Canyoneering (90 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday &lt;/b&gt;- 4M (9:47 pace) + 30 Day Jump Start (50 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday &lt;/b&gt;- 30 Day Shred (30 min.) + 3M on TM (2M at 8:39/Tempo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday &lt;/b&gt;- The Situation Abs (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday &lt;/b&gt;- 1M WU + 16x400M (7:54 pace) = My Last Set of Intervals!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday &lt;/b&gt;- 13M (10:13 pace)**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Slightly discouraged I had to walk to recovery in between, but I did not get off the TM until I was done. I think it has more to do with nutrition than with strength. :(&lt;br /&gt;**Taper. Felt strong despite the warm weather (65 degrees at 6:00 AM!? What planet am I on?) and the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been fretting over the next eight weeks of speed training--TEMPO RUNS. Speed is not my strength. But to my absolute THRILL, I ran two miles at tempo pace on Wednesday night and felt--well--like a rock star! It was a great mental boost. Other things I loved ... the husband running his first mile on the treadmill (I still can't contain my excitement!), ending a perfect Kanab trip, a BIG unexpected blessing you'll hear about on the Mr.'s birthday, the cutest faker laughs ever from my little boy, garden prep, some colorful adirondack chairs on my to-buy list, two unexpected paychecks, finally figuring out Pinterest, Red Robin with the folks, where our little guy drank fry sauce like a soda, and my first long run with people in a month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many dishes, so little time. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-5469088300896694956?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5469088300896694956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=5469088300896694956&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5469088300896694956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5469088300896694956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/03/week-in-review_18.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-7526794592935666063</id><published>2012-03-11T19:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-03-11T19:00:38.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>March 3-10, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - &lt;a href="http://http://sowethinkwecancook.blogspot.com/2012/02/alfredo-sauce.html"&gt;Alfredo Sauce&lt;/a&gt; + Whole Wheat Spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Stuffed Peppers + Apple Biscuits&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - &lt;a href="http://http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Asian-Noodles-with-Pan-Seared-Flank-Steak-104062"&gt;Asian Flank Steak&lt;/a&gt; + Rice&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Open Faced Breakfast Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Ham + Au Gratin Potatoes a la Kathy&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Dine Out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Rest&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Pure Barre: Flatirons 1 (35 min.) + 4M (9:45 pace)&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - The Situation Workout (65 min.)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Pure Barre: Flatirons 1 (35 min.) + 1M WU + 16x400M @ 7:54 pace + 1/2M CD + Ice Bath (10 min.)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - 3M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:39 pace) + Ripped in 30 (30 min.) + Foam Rolling (20 min.)&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Pure Barre: Flatirons 2 (35 min.)&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - 15M (8TM, 2MRP, + 7M Road) + 4M Hike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful week of workouts! So sore from Pure Barre, laughed my head off with Kevin as we "got our own situation" on Tuesday night, and a 15 miler--a new distance PR. We also enjoyed an absolutely blissful (!) 5 hour drive with an 18-month old. Gorgeous Kanab views on my run up the highway, three nights in a row of not making dinner, seeing my best Arizona friends at the Gateway, a new watch, and ginger-lemon crisp cookies. O, yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;br /&gt;My left knee is still so tight. It doesn't hurt, but it is stiff. I think I may be paying a visit to the PT. And I watched Toy Story about 8 times and I am So. Done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-7526794592935666063?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/7526794592935666063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=7526794592935666063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7526794592935666063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7526794592935666063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/03/week-in-review_11.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-4457729201624497884</id><published>2012-03-04T10:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T10:36:55.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: medium;"&gt;February 26-March 3, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2009/02/part-ii-peters-lasagna/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Marinated Pork Chops + Baked Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://andreascribbles.blogspot.com/2012/02/more-dinner-ideas-good-ones.html"&gt;Honey Lime Enchiladas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/02/food-feature-pad-thai.html"&gt;Shrimp Pad Thai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pork Fajitas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Turkey Burger Sliders + &lt;a href="http://www.rachaelray.com/recipe.php?recipe_id=4020"&gt;Twice Baked Oven Fries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Jari Love Get Ripped and Chiseled (60 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - .5M WU + 14x400M Intervals + .5M CD (7:54 pace) + Ice Bath + Foam Rolling (20 min.) + Jillian's Shred It with Kettlebells (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Jackie Warner 30 Day Fast Start (50 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - 7M on TM (9:30 pace, 3M at race pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;Biggest Loser Last Chance Workout (55 min.) + Squats + Lunges (15 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - 14M on TM (10:17 pace) + Ice Bath + Foam Rolling (20 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Saturday, our little guy was finally cough free! I also enjoyed a Cafe Rio date with my mom on Friday, taking the youth to the gorgeous Salt Lake Temple, sleeping in on Saturday morning, watching the season finale of Burn Notice Season 2, chowing on cinnamon-sugar popcorn, and purchasing a few new workout DVDs, including Jackie Warner's 30 Day Fast Start (awesome!) and Jillian's Extreme Shed + Shred (let you know when I try it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long week of no outings for a little boy results in one very stir-crazy kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-4457729201624497884?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4457729201624497884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=4457729201624497884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4457729201624497884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4457729201624497884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/03/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3046721217430622333</id><published>2012-03-04T10:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-04T10:14:57.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>77 Days and Counting ...</title><content type='html'>I got an email from the Ogden marathon staff this week. 80 days until race day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAAAAAAAATTT!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe that in 77 days I will be crossing the finish line at Ogden! I have been pretty excited about the training so far. We are nine weeks in with nine to go. I want to check in with a few stats for journalism {future marathoning ... ???) purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Goal: 4:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training Paces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recovery-10:40 to 11:10&lt;br /&gt;Long Run-9:40 to 10:40&lt;br /&gt;Easy-9:40 to 10:10&lt;br /&gt;Steady-8:42 to 8:57&lt;br /&gt;Tempo-8:20 to 8:42 &lt;br /&gt;400M Intervals-2:00 to 2:02 (I've been running 1:58)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training Schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 1- 3M/XT/6x400@2:05/3M/XT/8 &lt;br /&gt;WEEK 2- 4M/XT/6x400@2:05/3M/XT/8 &lt;br /&gt;WEEK 3- 4M/XT/8x400@2:05/3M/XT/10&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 4- 4M/XT/8x400@2:05/3M/XT/10&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 5- 4M/XT/10x400@2:05/3M/XT/12&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 6- 4M/XT/12x400@2:05/4M/XT/13&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 7-4M/XT/6x400@2:00/3M/XT/10&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 8- 4M/XT/14x400@2:00/3M/XT/14&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 9- 4M/XT/16x400@2:00/3M/XT/15&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 10- 4M/XT/16x400@2:00/3M/XT/17&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 11- 4M/XT/4MTempo/3M/XT/13&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 12- 4M/XT/6MTempo/3M/Rest/18&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 13- 4M/XT/3MTempo/3M/XT/15&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 14- 4M/XT/7MTempo/3M/XT/ 20&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 15- 4M/XT/8MTempo/3M/XT/15&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 16- 4M/XT/8MTempo/3M/XT/20&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 17- Rest/XT/3M/XT/3M/15&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 18- 4M/XT/5MMP/3M/XT/10&lt;br /&gt;WEEK 19- 3M/4MMP/Rest/2M/Rest/Marathon &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I decided to try only running three times: Tuesday intervals, Thursday 7 miles, Saturday 14 miles. I felt I had more to give at each workout since I was only running three times. I am going to try our normal M, W, R, S schedule this week and see if I feel any difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been lifting weights three times a week and doing cardio on my XT days. I feel like I have a solid foundation for the next nine weeks which are going to be super duper tough. (8 mile tempo? So scared!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I ran 14 miles on the treadmill. It was my longest run. Ever. I was so tired by the end. The thing about long runs is that they totally mess with your perception of distance. My two mile warm up flew by, and the two miles at the end did, too. It was the 10 miles in between that killed me. :) I think that treadmill running has improved my mental fitness a lot. I tell myself I can't quit, that I have to put in the miles, and somehow I'm able to do it. I have been putting in a lot more TM miles the last two weeks because I'm fighting some aches in my left ankle and calf. Reducing the impact of the road and hopping into a (painful!) ice bath right away has helped me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really, really proud of myself. In 9 weeks, I have not missed a single workout. I've hit all my paces and I'm feeling (relatively) strong. However, I know the next 9 weeks are going to be very tough. Mentally, the game begins now. My focus is going to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hit my paces, especially tempo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work 3-5 race pace miles into each long run. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Research and practice fueling for race day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat clean from now until the marathon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Focus on hydration.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Foam roll, ice, and/or stretch after every run.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My husband joked that when I cross the finish line, he'll be the one getting interviewed for his awesome support. He'll be happier when I'm done with the race than I will. I don't know about that. I think we will both be cheering! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3046721217430622333?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3046721217430622333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3046721217430622333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3046721217430622333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3046721217430622333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/03/77-days-and-counting.html' title='77 Days and Counting ...'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-8239800966435818926</id><published>2012-02-26T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T23:10:53.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to &lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;. Click to read: {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/02/isaac-isms.html"&gt;Isaac-Isms&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/02/discovery-gateway.html"&gt;Discovery Gateway&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/02/food-for-my-valentine.html"&gt;Food for My Valentine&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-for-sweet-hearts.html"&gt;Day for Sweet Hearts&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/02/c-is-for-cupcake.html"&gt;C is for Cupcake&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/02/one-and-one-half.html"&gt;One Year and One Half&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-8239800966435818926?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8239800966435818926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=8239800966435818926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8239800966435818926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8239800966435818926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/02/updates-to-family-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3721532861219709666</id><published>2012-02-26T21:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T21:55:11.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature: Pad Thai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9qiql5Wo8U/T0sKQAJ7kzI/AAAAAAAACnc/zcAdcBAY_Ak/s1600/DSC02058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9qiql5Wo8U/T0sKQAJ7kzI/AAAAAAAACnc/zcAdcBAY_Ak/s640/DSC02058.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1330317886010218"&gt;&lt;b id="yui_3_2_0_1_1330317886010217"&gt;ShrimpPad Thai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1330317886010218"&gt;*From the kitchen of Mindy Gilkey, adapted from Cooking Light*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1330317886010218"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;8 ounces uncooked flat rice noodles (banh pho thuang hang at your Asian market)*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;2 T. dark brown sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;2 T. lower-sodium soy sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;1 ½ T. fish sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;1 ½ T. fresh lime juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1330317886010210"&gt;1 T. Sriracha or chili garlic sauce**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;1-2 T. Canola oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;1 C. (2-inch) green onion pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;4 carrots, peeled and julienned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;2 stalks celery, sliced &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;8 ounces peeled and deveined large shrimp (You can substitute chicken or crab)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;5 garlic cloves, minced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;1 C. fresh bean sprouts (I used alfalfa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;¼ C. chopped unsalted dry-roasted peanuts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;3 T. thinly sliced fresh basil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1330317886010222"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Fill a bowl with hot tap water deep enough to immerse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; noodles. Place noodles in water for 20 minutes;drain. In a small bowl, combine sugar andnext 4 ingredients (through Sriracha) in a small bowl. Heat a large skillet or wok over medium-highheat.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Add oil to pan; swirl tocoat.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Add onion pieces, carrots, celery, andgarlic; stir-fry 5-10 minutes or until vegetables are crisp-tender. Add shrimp and stir-fry 2 minutes or until shrimp is almost done.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Add cooked noodles; toss tocombine.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Stir in sauce; cook 1minute, stirring constantly to combine.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; The noodles will begin to "curl" as they finish cooking in the wok. &lt;/span&gt;Arrange about 1 cup noodle mixture on each of 4 plates; top each servingwith ¼ cup bean sprouts, 1 tablespoon peanuts, and 2 teaspoons basil.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1330317886010222"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1330317886010222"&gt;*Get the noodles. They totally make the dish. Plus, the Asian markets sell giant jars of fish sauce for uber-cheap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1330317886010222"&gt;**If your family is sensitive to heat, you might start out with 1 t. Sriracha and add more to taste. I loved the heat, but my husband was sniffling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1492978936MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3721532861219709666?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3721532861219709666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3721532861219709666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3721532861219709666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3721532861219709666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/02/food-feature-pad-thai.html' title='Food Feature: Pad Thai'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9qiql5Wo8U/T0sKQAJ7kzI/AAAAAAAACnc/zcAdcBAY_Ak/s72-c/DSC02058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3176889452016594819</id><published>2012-02-26T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-18T15:56:33.938-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe It, Be It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm a huge fan of &lt;i&gt;The Biggest Loser&lt;/i&gt;. Ever since I discovered the first 10 seasons available on Netflix, I've powered through them like it's my job. Each season is great in its own way. Of course, I have my favorites.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/recent/AndrewGa1/ali_biggest_loser.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i982.photobucket.com/albums/ae301/AndrewGa1/ali_biggest_loser.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Ali Vincent's mom when I lived in Arizona. I've been a huge fan ever since. Her motto is Believe It, Be It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.blogs.sheknows.com/realitytvmagazine.sheknows.com/2009/12/biggest-loser-danny-cahill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://cdn.blogs.sheknows.com/realitytvmagazine.sheknows.com/2009/12/biggest-loser-danny-cahill.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I saw Danny at the finale, I was blown away. He does not even resemble his former self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love and am completely inspired by all the people on the show. But Ali and Danny's journeys are among my most favorite. Jillian helped me figure out why. She was (of course) yelling in someone's face. She said, "We can tell you exactly what to eat, and when, and how much, and we can tell you exactly how to burn and what number to hit. But until you believe you can do it, you won't be successful."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And it is &lt;i&gt;totally true&lt;/i&gt;. Once Ali and Danny figured out the process and realized they could do it, they were an unstoppable force. I mean, Danny went home for sixty days and lost 59 pounds. Nobody does that. Ali never once fell below the yellow line. Yes, they are awesome. But there is a difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The difference between them and the other people on the show is they chose to leave their fears behind. I've been thinking a lot about this. Anyone, even a healthy, relatively thin person can recognize some of her own eating habits, emotional baggage, and physical reluctance in the contestants. Why is that? Even when we have all of the information (I mean, really. Everyone knows funnel cakes are bad for you. Nobody needs Jillian to tell him that.), we still don't always make good choices. We know what to do to become a powerful, unstoppable force for our own good, and yet we don't. &lt;i&gt;I &lt;/i&gt;don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As I wrestled with this question, I suddenly realized that I understood the quote I had never really understood before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: magenta;"&gt;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;       Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;       We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;       It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;       As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;"&gt;—Marianne Williamson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is &lt;i&gt;exactly &lt;/i&gt;why I am drawn to the show. On &lt;i&gt;The Biggest Loser&lt;/i&gt;, people are admitting their own inner power and liberating others, giving them permission to leave their weakness, their little-ness behind. And although I cannot say I am completely changed from this realization, I think it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; changing me, a little at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had told me a year ago--or even a few weeks ago--that I would hop on the treadmill and run 10 miles and have it not seem like a big deal, I never would have believed it. But that's exactly what I did. And it wasn't a big deal. Not because I am awesome or super fit. Oh, no. Because I realized I didn't need to be intimidated or frightened. And so I wasn't. And I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MGO44xm4Zk/T0rogQxH9dI/AAAAAAAACkE/CUzsjAT0sxI/s1600/10+Miler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MGO44xm4Zk/T0rogQxH9dI/AAAAAAAACkE/CUzsjAT0sxI/s640/10+Miler.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my wish for myself, and for you. Find something that is holding you back. Something you are holding on to, because you are too scared to be different, or better. And then let it go. I am going to try it. You do, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3176889452016594819?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3176889452016594819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3176889452016594819&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3176889452016594819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3176889452016594819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/02/believe-it-be-it.html' title='Believe It, Be It'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MGO44xm4Zk/T0rogQxH9dI/AAAAAAAACkE/CUzsjAT0sxI/s72-c/10+Miler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-2388598306650281364</id><published>2012-02-26T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-26T19:17:53.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>February 19-25, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday &lt;/b&gt;- Meatloaf a la Marciea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday &lt;/b&gt;- &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2011/03/spicy-dr-pepper-shredded-pork/"&gt;Cafe Rio Pork Salads&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2009/03/creamy-lime-cilantro-dressing/"&gt;House Dressing&lt;/a&gt; a la Amylee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday &lt;/b&gt;- Cheesy Vegetable Soup + Bread Bowls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday &lt;/b&gt;- Crab + Vegetable Pad Thai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday &lt;/b&gt;- Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday &lt;/b&gt;- Turkey Chili + &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2010/10/skillet-cornbread/"&gt;Corn Bread&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday &lt;/b&gt;- Grilled Cheese Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday &lt;/b&gt;- Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday &lt;/b&gt;- 4M w/ mi mama (9:42 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday &lt;/b&gt;- Weights (45 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday &lt;/b&gt;- 1M WU + 6 400M Intervals + 1M CD (7:54 pace) + Foam Rolling (20 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday &lt;/b&gt;- 3M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:28 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday &lt;/b&gt;- Shred It with Kettlebells (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday &lt;/b&gt;- 10M on the TM (9:46 pace) + Ice Bath + Foam Rolling (10 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My taper week started with a four-miler I shared with mi mama, our first run together in (sadly) years. Then I ate my heart out at NYPD pizza and at Amylee's, sharing time together with three of the finest ladies I know. The dentist told me Thursday that my teeth looked like they were from Massachusetts: a good thing. Even better, no cavities for me! Best of all, a nail fill from my uber-talented sister at Dazzlin' Digits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFaUQlSDEOo/T0rm2n_yDmI/AAAAAAAACj8/GEV09b3H6hg/s1600/nails.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFaUQlSDEOo/T0rm2n_yDmI/AAAAAAAACj8/GEV09b3H6hg/s640/nails.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are her nails but mine are the same color, just without any 3D art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worst moments this week? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy with croupy cough that resulted in four hours of poking and prodding and super doctor sadness. 18 months old is the worst age for strangers! Whoever thought that was a good age for nursery probably did not have any children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-2388598306650281364?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2388598306650281364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=2388598306650281364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2388598306650281364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2388598306650281364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/02/week-in-review_26.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tFaUQlSDEOo/T0rm2n_yDmI/AAAAAAAACj8/GEV09b3H6hg/s72-c/nails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-7293598526253665129</id><published>2012-02-19T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T09:57:01.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;February 12-18, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2009/02/part-ii-peters-lasagna/"&gt;Lasagna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Scrambled Eggs + Toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/2010/04/california-sushi-rolls-a-how-to.html"&gt;California Sushi Rolls&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://www.myrecipes.com/recipe/shrimp-pad-thai-50400000110432/"&gt;Shrimp Pad Thai&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2009/02/molten-lava-cakes/"&gt;Molten Lava Chocolate Cakes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - French Lentil Soup + Wheat Bread &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Spaghetti + &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/george-stella/mock-garlic-mashed-potatoes-recipe/index.html"&gt;Mashed Cauliflower &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;Shrimp Tacos + &lt;a href="http://www.eatliverun.com/slow-cooker-black-beans/"&gt;Slow Cooker Black Beans &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Grilled Cheese Sandwiches + Strawberries (the Mr. made dinner!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:20 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Jackie Warner Extreme Abs (30 min.) + Jari Love Get Ripped to the Core (65 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 12 400M Intervals + 200M Recovery Jog (2:02, 1:58, 1:55, 2:02, 2:00, 2:01, 2:02, 1:59, 2:01, 2:00, 1:58, 2:00) + 30 Day Shred Level 3 (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - 3M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:23 pace) + Jackie Warner Extreme Abs (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - 13.5M (10:35 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A super-speedy stroller jog on Monday (one of our splits was 8:44!), enjoying fun gifts with my Valentine, Disney Movie Club arrivals, cupcaking it up with the Young Women, making it to the Discovery Gateway three times with my little boy, and my first track workout in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A treadmill in need of more TLC, a floor that won't stay clean no matter how much I vacuum and sweep and mop, and knees that feel arthritic after our 13+ miler on Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-7293598526253665129?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-4661738826776691326</id><published>2012-02-14T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T09:31:23.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3348-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/IMG_3348-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a day filled with romance, hearts, and your favorite treats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-4661738826776691326?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3853669054894711462</id><published>2012-02-12T10:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T10:09:59.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature: Whole Wheat Crackers</title><content type='html'>I am just bursting with tons of delicious new recipes to share. They are long overdue. A few weeks ago, my husband came home and announced he wasn't going to eat chips and cookies and processed foods anymore. Right on! So, since the snack attack still hits, I've been searching for healthy homemade snacks I can whip up and keep around for ravenous, health-conscious boys. Here is one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homemade Wheat Crackers ... that taste suspiciously like Wheat Thins :)&lt;br /&gt;*adapted from &lt;a href="http://www.kitchenstewardship.com/"&gt;Kitchen Stewardship&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 c. white whole wheat pastry flour (I grind my own)&lt;br /&gt;3 T. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. paprika&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. water&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. pure vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;extra salt, for topping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 400. In a standing mixer with paddle attachment, beat the butter until smooth. In a separate bowl, mix flour, salt, sugar, and paprika. Add to butter, beating on low, scraping down the sides of the bowl until the butter is combined and mixture resembles coarse crumbs. Combine water and vanilla and slowly add, beating on low, until cracker dough comes together. Do not overmix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divide the dough into four equal portions. On a baking stone, silicone baking sheet, or parchment paper, roll out cracker dough as thin as possible, to 1/8 inch (the thinner the better). Using a pizza cutter, divide crackers into 1 1/2 inch squares. Pierce them with a fork and sprinkle with salt. Bake for 10 minutes and check. At this point, the edges (which were probably thinner) are golden brown and done. Remove done crackers from the perimeter and return the remaining crackers and cook for an additional 2-4 minutes. I found that when they were just turning golden brown on top they had the best *cracker crisp* to them. (Note: The crackers cooked faster on my silicone baking sheet than they did on my baking stone. Just watch them carefully.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe how much they actually tasted like Wheat Thins! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCpJw_r3EQ0/Tzfw5iQa1sI/AAAAAAAACj0/lFGYA5PlFaA/s1600/crackers.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCpJw_r3EQ0/Tzfw5iQa1sI/AAAAAAAACj0/lFGYA5PlFaA/s640/crackers.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&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/5369187868309647006-3853669054894711462?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3853669054894711462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3853669054894711462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3853669054894711462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3853669054894711462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/02/food-feature-whole-wheat-crackers.html' title='Food Feature: Whole Wheat Crackers'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hCpJw_r3EQ0/Tzfw5iQa1sI/AAAAAAAACj0/lFGYA5PlFaA/s72-c/crackers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-8009416315101382775</id><published>2012-02-12T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T09:55:08.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;February 5-11, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Superbowl Party! Hot Dogs + Hot Spinach Artichoke Dip + &lt;a href="http://www.lunchclub4ladies.blogspot.com/2012/01/miniature-fruit-pizza.html"&gt;Mini Fruit Pizzas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Potato Pie a la Marciea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Oven French Toast + Burst Blueberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken and Rice Casserole + &lt;a href="http://recipes.howstuffworks.com/apple-tarte-tatin.htm"&gt;Apple Tarte Tartin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.papamurphys.com/OurMenu/Overview/Pizzas/Signature/GourmetVegetarian"&gt;Gourmet Vegetarian Delite Pizza&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Quesadillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Jackie Warner Circuit Training (45 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 1M WU (9:13 pace) + 10 400M Intervals (7:54 pace) + 1M CD (10:00) + Foam Roll (20 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4.25M (10:55 pace) + Nike Training Club Arms (15 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - 3M (10:14 pace) + Jari Love Get Ripped Slim 'n Lean (65 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Foam Roll + Stretching (45 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - 12M (9:56 pace, 2 UHM at MRP) + 30 Day Shred Level 2 (25 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been such an awesome week. I got a boost at one of my jobs, ate my mom's amazing dinners TWICE, hit my paces for my intervals and long run without any problems, discovered &lt;em&gt;Take Home Chef&lt;/em&gt; on Netflix, which silly as it is has given me some courage and great new ideas in the kitchen, stretched &lt;em&gt;Downton Abbey&lt;/em&gt; Season 2 Episode 1 out over an entire week (if you are not watching that show, what is wrong with you?!), dipped caramel apples, ate the caramel apples I dipped, and started reading &lt;em&gt;Game of Thrones&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My treadmill is having problems with the belt, but the good news is I've got somebody coming out to take a look at it. So glad it's under warranty. And I can't get my one-year-old to eat much of anything these days. His eating attention span lasts 1.2 seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-8009416315101382775?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8009416315101382775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=8009416315101382775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8009416315101382775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8009416315101382775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/02/week-in-review_12.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-4944734893882648436</id><published>2012-02-05T09:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T09:30:17.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;January 30-February 5, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/blog/2007/05/the_first_time_/"&gt;Linguine with Clam Sauce&lt;/a&gt; (The Pioneer Woman Cooks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2008/03/french-dip-sandwiches/"&gt;Slow Cooker French Dip Sandwiches&lt;/a&gt; (Our Best Bites)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Smothered Bread (Whitney) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rotisserie Chicken (Costco) + Yams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Pesto Panini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Marinated Salmon (Erin)&amp;nbsp;+ Dill Rice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pizza &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4M on TM (10:00pace) + Nike Training Circuit (45 min.) + Nike Abs Circuit (15 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Jackie Warner Xtreme Time Saver Training (40 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 1M WU+ 8 400M repeats at 7:54 pace 1M CD + Stretching + Foam Rolling (20 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - 3M w/ JS (10:40 pace) + &lt;a href="http://seemomrunfar.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-to-get-tough-and-fight-injuries.html"&gt;See Mom Run Far Core Training&lt;/a&gt; (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Inside Out Method Strength Training (50 min.) + Yoga (35 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - 10M&amp;nbsp;(10:08 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mrs.'s best moments this week were ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A membership to Discovery Gateway, learning Dominion with Nick &amp;amp; Krystine, fresh fruit from Costco, a new bread recipe that tasted too good (share soon!), and Downton Abbey, Season 1. Downton Abbey, you deserve a post all your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mrs.'s worst moments this week were ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore hamstrings the whole week! Jackie Warner, I curse you ... and I love you. Our relationship is complicated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-4944734893882648436?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4944734893882648436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=4944734893882648436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4944734893882648436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4944734893882648436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/02/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-7387973460349890761</id><published>2012-01-29T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T22:42:09.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Absentee Blogger</title><content type='html'>January = Decluttering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My closets have never looked so neat. My carpets have never been so consistently vacuumed. My birth certificate has never been so easy to locate. My towels have never had so much attention. My blogging has never been more ... low on my list of priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's a quick catch-up on what I've missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meals&lt;/strong&gt;. Lately I've pulled out all the stops in the kitchen for some home-run hits. I made Pioneer Woman's Linguine with Clam Sauce and sat at the stove sampling the sauce over and over ... just to be sure it really was as delicious as the last time I checked. I've thrown caution to the wind and cooked with tater tots. And I've gotten so inspired watching TV cooking (think &lt;em&gt;Cake Boss&lt;/em&gt;) that I have&amp;nbsp;already begun the hunt for a live lobster to massacre for my love on February 14 and vowed to unravel the mystery of fondant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Reads&lt;/strong&gt;. I finally read &lt;em&gt;Life of Pi&lt;/em&gt; and enjoyed&amp;nbsp;the litany of existential mumbo-jumbo. I read &lt;em&gt;Black Heels to Tractor Wheels&lt;/em&gt; in a day and a half and was surprised at how much I liked it. The best line: "Even though I was new at marriage, I still sensed that somehow--whether because of biology or social conditioning or religious mandate or the position of the moon--it was I who has to be the cushion between Marlboro Man and the cruel, hard world. That it was I who'd needed to dust off his shoulders every day." I love that. Ree gets it.&amp;nbsp;And I'm still slowly making progress through the Bible with a two-chapter + commentary a day regimen that feels as healthy for the spirit as a multivitamin does for the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work&lt;/strong&gt;. After a hugely exhausting month of grading and editing, I finally had a week off to proof articles for the &lt;em&gt;Senior Review&lt;/em&gt; and write a few features, including a book review on &lt;em&gt;Same Kind of Different As Me&lt;/em&gt;. Late nights and early mornings spent writing "RO" (run-on sentence) and "elaborate here" and inserting caret after caret filled with commas made me want to claw my face off. But now it is over and I forget how insanely busy I was and look forward with eager anticipation to the paycheck I can't wait to spend. Should I buy a spin bike? Save for CrossFit? A food processor? Or put it toward a Bosch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marathon Training&lt;/strong&gt;. Mindy and I are gearing up for our training to really ramp up in the next few weeks. We've gotten down a sweet routine with stroller runs Monday (4M) and Thursday (3M). Wednesday we do 400M interval repeats on the TM while we watch &lt;em&gt;The Biggest Loser&lt;/em&gt;. And Saturday is a special day ... long run day. From here on out, our shortest run will be 10 miles. That kind of freaks me out since only&amp;nbsp;a few months ago, that was the farthest I'd run. Ever. So far, I've felt really strong. I rotate between my minimalist Nike Frees and my cushy Asics Gel Excels. I'm also a proud new owner of a foam roller. And even though it hurts enough to make me want to say inappropriate words, foam rolling has helped me bounce back fast from vigorous workouts. I am training for a 4 hour marathon, and with a lot of hard work and a healthy dose of luck, I might just make it to the finish line with the four-hour pacers in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucky Streak&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm having all sorts of lucky things happen to me lately. Let me tell you about them. I dropped my (painstakingly composed) shopping list as I was getting my baby out of the car seat. I awkwardly ran to the other side of the car to discover that-despite the&amp;nbsp;wind-my shopping list was smiling up at me from the ground.&amp;nbsp;Here's another one. I dropped one of my birth-control pills one morning and although I searched the bathroom in vain, I could not find it anywhere. I found it 8 hours later on the kitchen floor (not anywhere NEAR the bathroom) where it remained, intact, despite six very curious hands belonging to my little boy and his two little friends roaming my house that day. (Heaven only knows what a birth control pill would do to a 17-month-old male!) And last? I found $30 extra cash in my wallet at the end of payday--which covered the cost of a new humidifier we needed to the penny. It has been a lucky few weeks for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Gadgets&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp;After four years, we decided it was time to upgrade my phone. I hopped over onto my parents' family plan with AT&amp;amp;T and joined the iPhone drones! I might turn into an Apple from owning so many Apple products, but my new phone makes me so happy I don't even care. All I know is that it has helped me find Normandie Bakery when I was in a serious pinch as well as letting me read late at night under the covers. I love thee, Kindle app!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Men&lt;/strong&gt;. The men in my life make me exasperated and utterly happy. We are up to our same family hijinks: watching &lt;em&gt;Cars&lt;/em&gt; over and over until I can quote the Rust-Eze commercial in my sleep and having chase and tickle fights. The husband is hard at work on dreaded presentations and coursework this semester but has still managed to squeeze in some early morning climbing sessions. The kiddo says a few sentences ("Cars go!" being the most common) which make my former-English teacher heart go pitter-pat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, in a nutshell, has been my January. If you cared enough to read, I love you. I will make you cookies. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-7387973460349890761?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/7387973460349890761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=7387973460349890761&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7387973460349890761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7387973460349890761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/01/absentee-blogger.html' title='Absentee Blogger'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-6718279569852470109</id><published>2012-01-29T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T22:06:22.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Massive updates to &lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;! Read {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/01/silly-folder.html"&gt;Silly Folder&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/01/ready-for-church.html"&gt;Not-So Ready for Church&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/01/read-to-me.html"&gt;Read to Me&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/01/treehouse-museum.html"&gt;Treehouse Museum&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/01/is-this-mommy-blog.html"&gt;Is This ... A Mommy Blog&lt;/a&gt;?} and {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-only-just-begun.html"&gt;It's Only Just Begun&lt;/a&gt; ...}.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-6718279569852470109?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6718279569852470109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=6718279569852470109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6718279569852470109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6718279569852470109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/01/massive-updates-to-family-blog-read.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-6719757316095457540</id><published>2012-01-29T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T20:32:32.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;January 22-28, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pork Tenderloin a la Marciea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Italian Subs a la Whitney (Finer Things Club!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Lasagna (Our Best Bites)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Breakfast Casserole (Amylee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Italian Subs (So yummmmm I had to make them again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pizza (Digiorno ... keepin' it real!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4M on TM (9:13 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Jari Love Get Ripped Slim n' Lean (50 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred Level 2 + 8 400M repeats at 7:54 pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - 3M (9:03 pace) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - 10M (pace unknown-def sub 10:00 and def too fast for a LR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - 480 workout (20 min.) + Nike Training Club Arms (15 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mrs.'s best moments this week were ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The running! A 10-miler that felt comparatively easy and a 3M run at near-race pace the day after intervals. 4-hour marathon, Mindy and I are coming for you! Yummy food and back massages at FTC, visiting Treehouse with my mama and the kiddo, extra time off from work=fun with the hon, and (best of all!!) grocery shopping BY MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mrs.'s worst moments this week were ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When kids get older, they start to have opinions. And move their bodies in really awkward ways that make it super hard to wrangle them and pay for fabric at the fabric store at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-6719757316095457540?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6719757316095457540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=6719757316095457540&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6719757316095457540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6719757316095457540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/01/week-in-review_29.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-4960655675623663448</id><published>2012-01-08T12:10:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T12:10:54.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Update to &lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Read {&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/01/was-it-really-worth-it-mama.html"&gt;Was it really worth it, Mama&lt;/a&gt;?}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-4960655675623663448?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4960655675623663448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=4960655675623663448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4960655675623663448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4960655675623663448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/01/update-to-family-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-53701849087125479</id><published>2012-01-08T12:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T12:09:53.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;January 1-7, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday &lt;/strong&gt;- Pizza + Dip + Stuffed Mushrooms a la Marciea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday &lt;/strong&gt;- Scones + Fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;- Chicken Cordon Bleu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - German Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Ritzy Chicken + That Good Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Noodle Soup + Grilled Cheese Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Salmon + Dill Rice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday &lt;/strong&gt;- 4M (8:39 pace) + 30 Day Shred (25 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;- 4M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:18 pace) + Insane Abs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:06 pace) + Inside Out Strength (20 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday &lt;/strong&gt;- 3M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:17 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - 6M (8:38 pace) + Get Ripped &amp;amp; Chiseled (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five runs, two sans stroller, huge hot chocolates to end the day, new season of &lt;em&gt;The Biggest Loser&lt;/em&gt; on NBC, organizing projects ensuing, a new pair of Mizuno running shoes, the honey helping out with housework, and a long-delayed Forever 21 shopping spree&amp;nbsp;...&amp;nbsp;on a gift card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurb Booksmart software mind-numbingly slow! But I think I found a good alternative at &lt;a href="http://www.mixbooks.com/"&gt;http://www.mixbooks.com/&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-53701849087125479?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/53701849087125479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=53701849087125479&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/53701849087125479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/53701849087125479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/01/week-in-review_08.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3584473432050719681</id><published>2012-01-02T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:47:27.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to &lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;. Read {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/01/yay-for-2012.html"&gt;Yay for 2012&lt;/a&gt;!} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/01/lucky-7.html"&gt;Lucky 7&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/01/happily-ever-after.html"&gt;Happily Ever After&lt;/a&gt;} and {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2012/01/cross-country-ski-at-soldier-hollow.html"&gt;Cross Country Ski at Soldier Hollow&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3584473432050719681?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3584473432050719681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3584473432050719681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3584473432050719681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3584473432050719681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/01/updates-to-family-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-1664241043461428028</id><published>2012-01-02T20:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T20:32:31.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running in 2012!</title><content type='html'>I'vve been battling a little cold the last few days and taken a few days of rest. It's worked out pretty well considering how nutty this week has been. (Think Christmas + Vacay + Girls' Day + Wedding + Anniversary.) I'm still sort of scratchy but the huz had the day off ... so I had to pounce on the chance to run stroller-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so nice having a Garmin so I can look back at my progress.&amp;nbsp;I would have finished a&amp;nbsp;four mile run six months ago in 40 minutes. Today, I ran 4 miles in 34 minutes. I know I'm not speedy compared to some, but going from a 10:00/mile pace to an 8:30/mile pace in six months is pretty exciting for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been running for exercise since 9th grade, but I've only been running seriously for one year. In that year, I have spent hundreds on races and gear, including a Garmin. And although I've not tracked all my mileage, especially the miles I ran on the treadmill this year, I know for a fact I've run over 600 miles this year. I've climbed over 15,000 feet and burned over 50,000 calories&amp;nbsp;in running alone. I've run a Ragnar relay, two half marathons, and a handful of other races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD0GGYLKASk/TwJ1nsqHf3I/AAAAAAAACjo/DKcTCDRWYOk/s1600/IMGP1669.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD0GGYLKASk/TwJ1nsqHf3I/AAAAAAAACjo/DKcTCDRWYOk/s640/IMGP1669.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ran up this mountain!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started running for VANITY reasons ... but running has become my SANITY. I can't believe something I've always thought was so painful is what I choose to do (what I get &lt;em&gt;excited &lt;/em&gt;to do) in my spare time. I can't wait to see what the next year brings. In 2012, I plan to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run the Ogden Marathon. (May)&lt;br /&gt;Run the Bryce Canyon Half Marathon. (July)&lt;br /&gt;Run the Salt Lake Half Marathon Relay with my mom and sees. (September)&lt;br /&gt;... and who knows what else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DDJev67DVVs/TwJ1Oimo5wI/AAAAAAAACjg/dmQ3f-2f5ik/s1600/DSC01573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DDJev67DVVs/TwJ1Oimo5wI/AAAAAAAACjg/dmQ3f-2f5ik/s640/DSC01573.JPG" width="462" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kanab July 4 Fun Run.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Running and fitness have become such a huge part of my life. It is so exciting to be stronger and faster than I have ever been ... post-baby and everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1664241043461428028?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1664241043461428028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1664241043461428028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1664241043461428028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1664241043461428028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/01/running-in-2012.html' title='Running in 2012!'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD0GGYLKASk/TwJ1nsqHf3I/AAAAAAAACjo/DKcTCDRWYOk/s72-c/IMGP1669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-8655974049191872714</id><published>2012-01-02T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T20:02:52.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;December 25, 2011-January 1, 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Christmas Dinner a la Marciea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Cheesy Vegetable Soup + &lt;a href="http://thebodilyrecipebox.blogspot.com/2011/05/stuffed-apple-cinnamon-rolls.html"&gt;Cinnamon Apple Puffs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Mock Souffle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Tacos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Reception :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday -&lt;/strong&gt; Dine Out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - XC Ski (90 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Weights (55 min.) + Abs (15 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:43) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating 7 years with the love.of.my.life, spending the day with my mama and sees and coming home to a warm dinner on the stove, a haircut that makes a world of difference, and sharing a sweet moment with my little brother on the day he married his sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sick baby who gave his nasty cold to his mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2012!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-8655974049191872714?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8655974049191872714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=8655974049191872714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8655974049191872714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8655974049191872714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2012/01/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-7148476936903443424</id><published>2011-12-25T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:33:05.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Racing in Space ... Virtual Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img class="CSS_LIGHTBOX_SCALED_IMAGE_IMG" closure_uid_7mctlc="41" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mb3GWD0XePg/TvYUkSr9hsI/AAAAAAAADz8/A6CWznM9Uxw/s400/Finishers-Medal.png" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, &lt;a href="http://www.runmygutsout.blogspot.com/"&gt;my BFF&lt;/a&gt; started running and so then I copied her because A) I want to be like her in every way and B) I broke the zipper on my skinny jeans when I bent over. She and &lt;a href="http://amyrnelson.blogspot.com/"&gt;another running-blogger-turned-virtual-friend&lt;/a&gt; hosted a Virtual 5K yesterday. I said to myself, "Hm. I can do that." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran two different 5Ks, once pushing a jogging stroller with my favorite running partner in tow and PR'd at 29:00, 9:18 pace. I ran solo Christmas Eve morning in the coldest weather I've ever braved. (It was 15 degrees. I think my lungs froze.) I chose a route with a tough hill at the beginning and no steep downhills for a fair time and came in at 26:30, 8:32 pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, it was just really fun. I miss the adrenaline of the start, the other runners, the finish line. Surprising! I didn't think I actually liked racing at all because of A) the cost and B) other runners passing me every 3 seconds. Oh, and C) really ugly t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it is no surprise that Amy and Amy beat me (along with no doubt a zillion other people) but I am pretty confident that I will be one of the top stroller runners. :) Good thing &lt;a href="http://www.mile-posts.com/"&gt;Dorothy Beal&lt;/a&gt; didn't run. {Or maybe she did!} Next to her &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; kids in the jogging stroller and her six minute miles, I would look pretty stupid. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-7148476936903443424?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/7148476936903443424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=7148476936903443424&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7148476936903443424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7148476936903443424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/racing-in-space-virtual-space.html' title='Racing in Space ... 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It is so funny! Other favorites from this week include singing "Mary's Lullaby" with three other extremely talented vocalists, seeing my baby behave good as gold at the restaurant Saturday night, my first time on skis in beautiful Soldier Hollow tutored by my cutest nephews, Christmas festivities {each and every one}, and the days officially starting to get longer as of December 21. December 21, I love you. A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving the car seat. I know that my car seat is hard to extract and manuever for my child's SAFETY.&amp;nbsp;But every time I have to switch the car seat to a different car, I have to force myself not to cuss AND I'm in a terrible mood for the next 45 minutes. I hate moving the car seat even more than I hate liquid laundry detergent, and I am telling you right now that is a whole heckofalot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for the coming week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health. &lt;/strong&gt;Why I thought a sugar fast was possible the week before Christmas is a hilarious mystery to me. I did limit my sweets except for when Erin gave me cake balls and when my dad bought Cutler's cookies. I will try to be better this week, but no promises. As for my 20 mile week ... my dumb foot hurts. See that Friday rest day up there? There was a bit of bitterness there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness. &lt;/strong&gt;Make a to-do list for January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-8614978714692927409?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8614978714692927409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=8614978714692927409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8614978714692927409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8614978714692927409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/week-in-review_25.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-8334922031173482080</id><published>2011-12-25T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T21:41:21.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A slew of updates to &lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;. You can read them all if you have an hour. They include {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-week-my-parents-were-sunning.html"&gt;Meet Popsy&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/faces-of-isaac.html"&gt;Faces of Isaac&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/strolling-strolling-strolling.html"&gt;Strolling, Strolling, Strolling&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/bitchen-bridal-shower.html"&gt;A "kitchen" bridal shower&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/following-in-his-fathers-footsteps.html"&gt;following in his father's footsteps&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/hatch-hot-chocolate.html"&gt;Hatch Hot Chocolate&lt;/a&gt;} and {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-is-here.html"&gt;Christmas Is Here&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-8334922031173482080?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8334922031173482080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=8334922031173482080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8334922031173482080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8334922031173482080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/slew-of-updates-to-family-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-7964205643752837137</id><published>2011-12-18T12:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T12:36:47.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to&lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt; the family blog&lt;/a&gt;. Read {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-moms-super-talented-friend-amy.html"&gt;Merry Christmas to All&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/hail-conquering-hero.html"&gt;Hail the Conquering Hero&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/isaacs-first-haircut.html"&gt;First Haircut&lt;/a&gt;} {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-to-feed-dog.html"&gt;How to Feed a Dog&lt;/a&gt;} and {&lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/fun-at-grammys.html"&gt;Fun at Grammy's&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-7964205643752837137?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/7964205643752837137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=7964205643752837137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7964205643752837137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7964205643752837137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/updates-to-family-blog_18.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-8336751181989064650</id><published>2011-12-18T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T12:02:43.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature: Not-Doughnuts</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, I held a Wilton doughnut pan in my hands, debating whether I really wanted to shell out $15. I ended up buying a microplane zester and non-stick baking mat instead. But then, I found this recipe at Simply Scratch and I mourned my decision not to buy the doughnut pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, well. We busted out the muffin pans and made not-doughnuts instead. And even if they weren't doughnut shaped, they were just as delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2012%2018%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3120.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2012%2018%202011/IMG_3120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana Walnut Breakfast Doughnuts&lt;br /&gt;*from &lt;a href="http://www.simplyscratch.com/"&gt;Simply Scratch&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;doughnut ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1-1/2 cups All Purpose Flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3/4 cup Light Brown Sugar, packed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;1/2 teaspoon Baking Soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1/2 teaspoon Kosher Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1/4 teaspoon Baking Powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;1/4 teaspoon Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;1/4 teaspoon Nutmeg, freshly grated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;2 ripe Bananas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;1 whole Egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;1/2 cup Unsweetened Applesauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;1/2 tablespoon Real Vanilla Extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;glaze ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3 ounces Cream Cheese, softened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3 tablespoons Powdered Sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2 tablespoons Whole Milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1/4 teaspoon Real Vanilla Extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1/4 cup Walnuts, for garnish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;preparation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Preheat your oven to 325 degrees, and grease your doughnut pan with coconut oil or butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In a large bowl; add the light brown sugar and sift in the flour, baking soda and powder, salt, cinnamon and nutmeg, set aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In a medium bowl, roughly mash up the two bananas leaving them pretty chunky. Add in the applesauce, egg and vanilla. Stir until all the ingredients are incorporated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Add the wet ingredients to the dry and mix until combined. Spoon batter into prepared doughnut pan and fill up 3/4 of the way. Bake in a preheated 325 degree oven for 17-20 minutes or until the edges start to pull away from the pan and the doughnuts bounce back when gently pressed. {If you don't have a doughnut pan and you make these in a muffin tin, fill halfway full and cook for 20-25 minutes.}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;While the doughnuts cool. Chop up the walnuts. Combine the cream cheese, powdered sugar and vanilla, stir. Pour in whole milk while whisking until desired consistency. Dunk doughnuts into glaze and set on a wire rack. Sprinkle with chopped walnuts and serve!&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/5369187868309647006-8336751181989064650?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8336751181989064650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=8336751181989064650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8336751181989064650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8336751181989064650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/food-feature-not-doughnuts.html' title='Food Feature: Not-Doughnuts'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2012%2018%202011/th_IMG_3120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-6949374853628980901</id><published>2011-12-16T13:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T09:44:16.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"&gt;December 11-17, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Turkey Steaks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2008/05/quiche/"&gt;Bacon, Ham, and Swiss Quiche&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://lunchclub4ladies.blogspot.com/2011/12/frozen-hot-chocolate.html"&gt;Frozen Hot Chocolate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/2011/11/spicy-or-not-chicken-and-sweet-potato-soup.html"&gt;Sweet Potato Soup&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2009/10/worlds-best-dinner-rolls/"&gt;Dinner Rolls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="https://www.aidells.com/content/smoked-chicken-and-apple-pizza-caramelized-onions"&gt;Gourmet Grilled Pizzas&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/340391/broiled-sweet-and-spicy-salmon-with-pine"&gt;Sweet and Spicy Salmon&lt;/a&gt; + Pineapple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pizza &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Hash Browns + Sausage + Eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - 5M w/ Jogging Stroller + Abs (20 min.) + Weights (15 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 6 Week 6 Pack (35 min.) + Yoga (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4M (9:01 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Weights (80 min.) + Stretching (10 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4.5M (8:52 pace + mile 4 @ 7:52!) + &lt;a href="http://www.bodyrock.tv/2011/11/07/good-feeling-workout/"&gt;this Bodyrock.tv routine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - 2.5M (8:11 pace) + Circuit Training (25 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking in a functional kitchen with what seemed like miles of counter space, eating ALL (well, not quite) my mom's canned pears and peaches, using a DISHWASHER!, enjoying amaaaaaazing food at Finer Things, running without a jogging stroller THREE times this week, sparkly wintertime nails a la seester, the huz finishing finals, celebrating at YogoTogo, and teaching the little one to laugh like Count von Count (AH AH AH) and lay down and fake-snore. Man, that kid is a crack-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor sees getting strep (AGAIN).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for the coming week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health. &lt;/strong&gt;Sugar fast + 20 mile week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness. &lt;/strong&gt;No over-reacting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2012%2018%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3178.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2012%2018%202011/IMG_3178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-6949374853628980901?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6949374853628980901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=6949374853628980901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6949374853628980901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6949374853628980901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/week-in-review_16.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2012%2018%202011/th_IMG_3178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-6668915601571892905</id><published>2011-12-13T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T13:36:00.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature: I have a good feeling about this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2012%2011%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_3070.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2012%2011%202011/IMG_3070.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your information, these three are a match made in heaven. When I read the words puff pastry and pepper jelly and Brie at www.ourbestbites.com, I knew I was in for something good. I made this delicious appetizer at my future SIL's shower Saturday. At first, everyone was like, "Um, what is that, exactly?" And then they tasted it and the sounds of pleasure that come from women eating expensive cheese began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked Brie with Red Pepper Jelly&lt;br /&gt;*from Our Best Bites*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 sheet frozen puff pastry, thawed&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. pepper jelly&lt;br /&gt;8 oz. Brie&lt;br /&gt;1 egg white with 1-2 T. water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 400. Remove rind from Brie, if desired. Cut Brie in half with a sharp knife and spread with pepper jelly. Replace top half of Brie and carefully wrap cheese in pastry, sealing edges. With remaining pastry dough, cut out decorative shapes and place atop cheese. Place cheese into a greased baking pan and brush with egg wash. Bake 15-20 minutes or until browned. Serve with crackers, bread, apples, pears, and strawberries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-6668915601571892905?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6668915601571892905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=6668915601571892905&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6668915601571892905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6668915601571892905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/food-feature-i-have-really-good-feeling.html' title='Food Feature: I have a good feeling about this.'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2012%2011%202011/th_IMG_3070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-4315680980570158104</id><published>2011-12-12T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T21:02:02.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Here.</title><content type='html'>So last week, I was stopped at a stoplight on State. I looked around. I had never been in this part of town before. And it all of a sudden dawned on me that I could see people. EVERYWHERE. People putting gas in their cars. People picking out hookahs (what else?) at Smoker's Lounge. People buying Big Gulps. People starting (or finishing?) their Christmas shopping. People driving and listening to Car Talk on NPR (what else?). All of a sudden, I felt very dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is full of people. Did you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly felt baffled by the fact that there are so many of us and that my Heavenly Father knows &lt;em&gt;each one of the many of us&lt;/em&gt;. It was sort of too much to take in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, someone leaned over and passed me the roll in Gospel Doctrine class. I looked at the paper, which was not your standard roll. (Nothing is ever run-of-the-mill in our cute little congregation.) Instead, it had the date at the top, and underneath, it read "I Am Here." I was supposed to write my name, but all I could do was stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I have been seeing this message everywhere. I am like a blinding red dot on a mall directory, flashing, "You are here." I know that, and the Lord knows that, but because I mete out a happy yet basically insignificant existence, not too many other people do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, instead of making me feel small, this realization hs had the opposite effect. Because if I AM HERE, so are you. And you. And you, and you, and you, too. We are here, and we are each doing our best to live the life we have. If you are like me, you probably make lots of mistakes. But you also take heart in knowing that a &lt;a href="http://http://lds.org/study/topics/atonement-of-jesus-christ?lang=eng"&gt;Perfect Way&lt;/a&gt; has been provided for each of us if we have the courage to learn to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Dear Reader, I am here. And no matter the size of my sphere of influence, I am humbled to recognize a Savior who knows I am here, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-4315680980570158104?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4315680980570158104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=4315680980570158104&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4315680980570158104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4315680980570158104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-here.html' title='I Am Here.'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-2520351549230790862</id><published>2011-12-11T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T21:22:17.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Updates to &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;. Click &lt;a href="http://http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/he-only-stops-when-he-is-sleeping.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/riding-in-boxes-with-boys.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/grandpapa-grandpapa-i-love-my-grandpapa.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read the individual posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-2520351549230790862?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2520351549230790862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=2520351549230790862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2520351549230790862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2520351549230790862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/updates-to-family-blog_11.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3631815508364915084</id><published>2011-12-11T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T13:19:19.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>December 4-10, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Mandarin Chicken&lt;br /&gt;Monday - German Pancakes + Turkey Bacon&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Bean Burritos&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Bean and Bacon Soup + Grilled Cheese a la Marciea&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Butternut Squash Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Rest&lt;br /&gt;Monday - 5K w/ jogging stroller (10:05 pace) + Weights (20 min.) + Pilates (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 5K w/ jogging stroller (9:58 pace) + Yoga (60 min.)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Turbo Sculpt (40 min.)&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Rest&lt;br /&gt;Friday - 4M w/ jogging stroller (9:50 pace) &lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;br /&gt;GNO at Mindy's complete with spinach artichoke dip, falling in love with Christmas during A Christmas Carol at Hale Theatre compliments of my in-laws, catching up with my beautiful "older sister" Brenda, throwing my first solo bridal shower, discovering Burn Notice with my honey, getting an iPad, and fine dining on quiche and unforgettable frozen hot chocolate with my lunch club ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling overwhelmed and waiting to quit my job ... And then remembering that I really like spend money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for the coming week.&lt;br /&gt;Health. An hour of exercise each day + eat clean. &lt;br /&gt;Happiness. Kind words and patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3631815508364915084?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3631815508364915084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3631815508364915084&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3631815508364915084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3631815508364915084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/week-in-review_11.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-8002663102340478701</id><published>2011-12-08T14:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T14:01:33.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to &lt;a href="http://http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;. Click &lt;a href="http://http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/tricks-and-treats.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/12/owie.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read the individual posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-8002663102340478701?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8002663102340478701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=8002663102340478701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8002663102340478701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8002663102340478701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/updates-to-family-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-1312034832658230348</id><published>2011-12-08T09:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T13:23:10.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature: Chick-Chick-Chicken</title><content type='html'>Years ago in college, my friend invited me to participate in a recipe exchange ... via snail mail ... which shows my age. I have had this recipe since then and I just made it on Sunday. Guess what. It is a good thing I hung onto it for 8 years because it is completely delicious! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y &lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2012%204%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01963.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2012%204%202011/DSC01963.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandarin Chicken &lt;br /&gt;*from a recipe exchange*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I halved this recipe to feed my little family.  &lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. flour&lt;br /&gt; 3/4 t. salt&lt;br /&gt; 6 chicken breasts &lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. butter, melted&lt;br /&gt; 1 c. orange juice (I reserved juice from the mandarin oranges and added a little extra lemon juice) &lt;br /&gt;1 T. soy sauce&lt;br /&gt; 1/4 c. brown sugar&lt;br /&gt; 2 T. lemon juice&lt;br /&gt; 1/4 c. honey&lt;br /&gt; 1/8 t. ground ginger (I added more)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. cornstarch &lt;br /&gt;1 can mandarin oranges &lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. slivered almonds, toasted  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350. Grease a 9x13 pan with non-stick cooking spray. Combine flour and salt in a shallow bowl and dredge chicken breasts. Lay each chicken breast in prepared pan. Drizzle with butter. Bake uncovered for one hour. Meanwhile, combine orange juice, soy sauce, brown sugar, lemon juice, honey, ginger, and cornstarch in a mean saucepan. Bring to a boil over medium-high heat. Whisk until smooth and thickened. Remove chicken from oven and pour sauce over top. Gently place oranges on top of each chicken breast. Return pan to oven and cook 15 minutes more. Sprinkle with toasted almonds before serving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1312034832658230348?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1312034832658230348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1312034832658230348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1312034832658230348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1312034832658230348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/food-feature-chick-chick-chicken.html' title='Food Feature: Chick-Chick-Chicken'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2012%204%202011/th_DSC01963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-5659585452247217512</id><published>2011-12-04T20:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T20:47:41.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;November 27-December 3, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bettycrocker.com/recipes/grilled-salmon-with-honey-soy-marinade/001ba701-3077-4d70-815b-942bc0f047f3"&gt;Salmon&lt;/a&gt; + Potato Pesto Rounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday - &lt;/strong&gt;Chicken Stuffing Casserole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday - &lt;/strong&gt;Macaroni + Cheese for the boys ... Lasagna Rolls at FTC for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - &lt;/strong&gt;Chili Dogs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday - &lt;/strong&gt;Cheesey Vegetable Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday -&lt;/strong&gt; Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday - &lt;/strong&gt;Turkey Pillows a la Marciea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday - &lt;/strong&gt;Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday - &lt;/strong&gt;5M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:03 pace) + 40 min. circuit training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday - &lt;/strong&gt;Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - &lt;/strong&gt;2.5M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:00 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday - &lt;/strong&gt;30 min. kettlebell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday - &lt;/strong&gt;4.25M (8:59 pace) + 40 min. weights + 10 min. stretching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Festival of Trees fun with my Lunch Club Ladies, watching my dad play with my little one Friday afternoon, having the best laundry folder helper visit me on Monday, late nights at Finer Things, ushering in Christmas dancing to Sleigh Ride and watching &lt;em&gt;Home Alone&lt;/em&gt;, and finally, loving my herbal chai tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hamstrings have never been so sore as they were this week! Bob Harper, you have killed me dead. As a result, I really didn't hit the workout hours I wanted to. And I love my new compression shorts ... until they fall down during my runs, and I spend all my strength yanking them back up. GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for the coming week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health. &lt;/strong&gt;An hour of exercise each day + eat clean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness. &lt;/strong&gt;Kind words and patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-5659585452247217512?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5659585452247217512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=5659585452247217512&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5659585452247217512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5659585452247217512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/12/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-7632831596111083258</id><published>2011-11-28T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T08:00:05.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carrot Ring</title><content type='html'>What I am about to bestow upon you is a treasured family recipe. It is without a doubt the one dish I look forward to eating all year long on Thanksgiving Day. It is also the only dish I ate seconds of this year.&amp;nbsp;And it is even sort of healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is anything that could make carrot ring any more awesome, it is the most gargantuan batch of carrots in the history of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2011%2025%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01941.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2011%2025%202011/DSC01941.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried using my vegetable peeler as a scaled object, but you still can't tell how really, really, ridiculously huge they are. Therefore ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2011%2025%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01943.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2011%2025%202011/DSC01943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry for that. At least now you know what the hair horns &lt;a href="http://www.hungryrunnergirl.com/"&gt;HRG&lt;/a&gt; is always talking about look like. But enough mascara-less, hair horned, huge mouthed cook photos. Let's get to the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrot Ring&lt;br /&gt;*from the kitchen of Marciea Casselman*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 c. mashed cooked&amp;nbsp;carrots&lt;br /&gt;1 c. milk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. butter&lt;br /&gt;1 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;1 c. cracker crumbs&lt;br /&gt;3/4 c. sharp cheddar cheese&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. grated onion&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1/4 t. pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 16 oz. bag frozen peas, warmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350. Spray a large casserole dish with non-stick cooking spray. In a large bowl, combine carrots, milk, butter, salt, cracker crumbs, cheese, and onion. In a small bowl, beat eggs with a fork until frothy and add pepper. Stir egg mixture into carrot mixture and spread in prepared pan. Bake for 55-65 minutes, or until browned and a knife inserted comes out clean. Spread warmed peas over the top and serve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-7632831596111083258?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/7632831596111083258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=7632831596111083258&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7632831596111083258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7632831596111083258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/carrot-ring.html' title='Carrot Ring'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2011%2025%202011/th_DSC01941.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-4204325622990248892</id><published>2011-11-27T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T19:25:28.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;November 20-26, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday - &lt;/strong&gt;Chilighetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sweettreatsmore.com/2011/08/zucchini-pizza-casserole.html"&gt;Zucchini Pizza Casserole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday - &lt;/strong&gt;Grilled Cheese Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - &lt;/strong&gt;Broccoli Cheese Soup a la &lt;a href="http://www.thecasselcrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marciea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday -&lt;/strong&gt; Turkey Dinner a la &lt;a href="http://www.thecasselcrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marciea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;Roasted Tomato Soup + Basil Pesto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday - &lt;/strong&gt;Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday - &lt;/strong&gt;Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday - &lt;/strong&gt;6 Week 6 Pack (50 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Weights (40 min.) + Abs (10 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - &lt;/strong&gt;3.75 Tempo (8:25 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday - &lt;/strong&gt;7M (10:15 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - No More Trouble Zones (55 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday - &lt;/strong&gt;5.5M (9:09 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving dinner, especially carrot ring, my first sub-8 road mile, a four day weekend with my honeybun, our very first Tree Day, and Costco thin crust pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian killing me off slowly in plank position. And failing twice at my French silk pie filling. GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for the coming week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health. &lt;/strong&gt;Cardio every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness. &lt;/strong&gt;Give a kind word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-4204325622990248892?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4204325622990248892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=4204325622990248892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4204325622990248892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4204325622990248892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/week-in-review_27.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-1668161583527016002</id><published>2011-11-25T21:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T21:20:21.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;. Click &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/10/more-halloween-fun.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/11/provo-halloween-half-marathon.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/11/playing-in-leaves.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/11/mess-maker.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/11/water-boy.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to view the individual posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1668161583527016002?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1668161583527016002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1668161583527016002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1668161583527016002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1668161583527016002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/updates-to-family-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-5478224645886103371</id><published>2011-11-22T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T07:54:43.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Mouths of Teens</title><content type='html'>In a former life, I died laughing at work every day over teenage antics. It is a good thing I have such a weird sense of humor--it kept me really happy in my job. I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; miss the classroom, but I was lucky enough last year to score a gig grading papers for a local junior high school. The papers I read are pretty great, but every once in a while they make me laugh out loud. As promised, here are some recent jewels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prompt: Would you rather have love or money?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your in love something&amp;nbsp;always bad happens. For example when you and your lover get in huge fights then they might get super mad at you and trash all your irriplacable stuff like pictures, et. Now i'm not saying that love is useless because it's not, i'm just saying with money you can get a lot more cool stuff. Now if your talking about getting married and having everlasting love then that's a whole different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prompt: Describe the last Thanksgiving.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my mom if it was the last Thanksgiving. She said, "Of course not!" and slapped me across the face. I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door opens from the space ship and a floating pig flies out. I didn't know what in the heck was going on, so I asked, "Why are you here?" He said, "I have been sent here to tell you something. You need to fix your hair girl. I saw it from outer space, and I was like whhhaaattt???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We turned on the news and Obama was on it and he was saying that this was the last thanksgiving because people were starting to get obese and the people that were already obese were so big and fat that they couldn't move or even be moved by anybody, and so he announced that this was the last thanksgiving because people were becoming obese from it. It was very sad that this was the last thanksgiving, but we all knew it was for the best since Utah had a problem with obesity and eating a ton of food in one sitting wasn't exactly a cure for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's almost my last Thanksgiving and it is going away because the tradition in the U.S. has gone down the toilet. The only reason it is, is because the president has decided to take it away by declaring the holiday a distraction. This is the worst thing that could happen to America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The zombies started dragging us threw the holes they made. I mean, we were slinging bullets and eating country fried chicken at the same time. We were already down to 50 people. They were all around us and eventually we ran out of ammo. Then, the zombies started having &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-5478224645886103371?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5478224645886103371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=5478224645886103371&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5478224645886103371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5478224645886103371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/out-of-mouths-of-teens.html' title='Out of the Mouths of Teens'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-7875447500507637531</id><published>2011-11-21T08:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T08:55:32.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired by Erin</title><content type='html'>I'd like to introduce you to one of the influental women in my life. This is my friend, &lt;a href="http://www.pulleyfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog11%2019%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0639.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog11%2019%202011/IMG_0639.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to summarize Erin into one word, it would be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;willpower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Not only is she stunningly gorgeous, but Erin is one of the most righteous women I've ever met. She knows who she is and what she wants out of life. Her strength is a serious source of inspiration to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin has a saying [&lt;a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2008/10/a-return-to-virtue?lang=eng"&gt;derived from this talk&lt;/a&gt;] that she always says. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"I can do hard things."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret that I'm a thinker. I'm always hammering away at problems, trying to unravel my reasons and understand myself. Lately, I've been trying to figure out why I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to run. Notice: I didn't say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to run. My relationship with the sport is more complicated because I'm not naturally gifted with speed or endurance or longitty leggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered why I call this blog The Mrs. Writes? I have a secret wish to be a writer. I'm scared to admit in public, on this blog, that ever since I was a little girl I've wanted to be a novelist. I knew teaching was my calling, but even in my throes of glee teaching &lt;em&gt;Of Mice and Men&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;A Raisin in the Sun&lt;/em&gt;, I always had the thought in the back of my mind: I wonder if I'll ever write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a writer is not for the faint of heart. You probably face more rejection as a novelist than a singer auditioning on Broadway. Neither is running a marathon. Did you know that only 1% of people will ever run a marathon, and only 2% will ever write a book? Those are pretty slim odds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why do I want to do that? Why do I put myself in situations where failure and pain are not only possible--but probable? Erin gave me the answer. I want to believe that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can do hard things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do hard things. I can set goals and achieve them. I can reach my own finish lines and create my own masterpieces. I can find satisfaction in my own successes, no matter how they compare to others'. Knowing that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can do hard things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gives me a well of strength to draw on in times of need. When tough times come--because they will--I will know I can be okay. Because I can do hard things. I can face my inadequacies and attack them head on. I am building mental strength that will be a source of willpower to me and to my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I want to run ridiculous distances until my heart feels like it will explode. That is why I want to conquer my fear of water and do a triathlon someday. That is why I want to send out query letters. That is why I want to learn another language and travel. That is why I want to go to grad school again. That is why I want to be a SAHM and practice patience and kindness in the fits of bad temper and no naps. That is why I want to care for my husband in the way I think is right. That is why I want to believe I can be better today that I was the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I believe I can do hard things. And believing is the first step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-7875447500507637531?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/7875447500507637531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=7875447500507637531&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7875447500507637531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7875447500507637531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/inspired-by-erin.html' title='Inspired by Erin'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog11%2019%202011/th_IMG_0639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-4522660334272783244</id><published>2011-11-20T10:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T11:09:26.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;November 13-19, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday - &lt;/strong&gt;Chicken Noodle Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday &lt;/strong&gt;- German Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Broccoli Alfredo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Cheese Stuffed Shells a la &lt;a href="http://www.georgeandmindy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mindy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - BBQ Pork Panini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday - &lt;/strong&gt;Dine Out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday &lt;/strong&gt;- 6M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:08 pace) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- 1M WU (9:30 pace) + 1M Speedwork (7:30 pace) + Yoga (40 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday &lt;/strong&gt;- 5K w/ Jogging Stroller (9:55 pace) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday - &lt;/strong&gt;4M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:50 pace) + Turbo Sculpt (40 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday &lt;/strong&gt;- Body Boot Camp (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - 10M (9:43 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating my first&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://georgeandmindy.blogspot.com/2011/09/yumm.html"&gt;Yummm! Bowl&lt;/a&gt;, celebrating my dad's 50th birthday at Benihana, &lt;a href="http://runmygutsout.blogspot.com/2011/11/boston-marathon-qualifier.html"&gt;surprising my BFF&lt;/a&gt;, a So Cupcakes Boston Cream Pie cupcake a la &lt;a href="http://www.andreascribbles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andrea&lt;/a&gt;, accidentally running 10 miles, and getting sucked into &lt;em&gt;Limitless&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A naptime rebellion. Someone come rescue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so very grateful for ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.georgeandmindy.blogspot.com/"&gt;a running partner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a jokey husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://alivincent.com/"&gt;people who inspire me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balloons&lt;br /&gt;garlic butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for the Week.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health. &lt;/strong&gt;2 speed workouts on the treadmill + try hosting my first "Tree Day" on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Wrap all my Christmas gifts (which are all purchased, by the way .... boo ya!) and stuff, label, and stamp all my Christmas cards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-4522660334272783244?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4522660334272783244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=4522660334272783244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4522660334272783244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4522660334272783244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/week-in-review_20.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-2512591421610930670</id><published>2011-11-18T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T10:00:04.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How the worst moment ever became the best day ever.</title><content type='html'>So ... first, I'm not going to hold you in suspense. I got in a fender bender last week. But it was the best thing to happen to me in SO LONG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stopped at a red light when I heard a gagging sound from the backseat. Yes, Mother of the Year right here. I had given my kiddo a snack, and he did indeed decide to choke on it. I reached around &lt;em&gt;in a frenzied panic&lt;/em&gt; to help him. Long story short, I also saw the light turn green out of the corner of my eye and laid my foot on the gas. By the time I whirled around to see the car in front of me still solidly stopped, it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is how it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am cussing and my kid is screaming from fear and I pull over to the side of the road, literally shaking from head to foot and just ready to get my butt kicked for being a distracted driver. A twenty-something kid hops out of his car--the car I &lt;em&gt;just hit&lt;/em&gt;--and walks over to check my bumper. "Your car looks okay," he says happily. "Are you guys okay?" I am babbling something that sounds like "ohmygoodnessIamsosososorryIcan'tbelieveIjustdidthat." He just smiles and says, "Look, your car is okay," walks over and looks at his cracked, paintless bumper, "and my car's not that bad. It's no big deal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am standing there, agape. I manage to ask him if he wants to call the police, and he shrugs it off. "Nah, let's just exchange insurance information." I obligingly copy down my life on paper and beg his forgiveness again. "No worries," he grins, jumping back in his car. "You have a good day, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You have a good day, okay?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been&amp;nbsp;inspired by those words. I am in awe of his kindness. In a totally stressful situation when he had every right to be rude, mean, annoyed, or just frustrated, he was kind. He turned the worst moment of my week into the best moment of my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if it had been me? Would I have had the grace to act that way? Certainly, even if I was polite, I never would have said, "Have a good day!" Probably something more like, "Thanks for smashing my bumper, you intervention-needed mother!" But instead of making me feel worse than I already did, he brightened my little corner of the world, and I was able to go on serving and giving to my family with a lightness in my heart that only comes from forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, I sat Isaac down, who was thankfully&amp;nbsp;none the worse for wear. "Listen," I told him. "When you grow up, that is the kind of person I want &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; to be. It is better to be kind. It is better to forgive. It really does make the world a better place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is how the worst moment ever became the best day ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-2512591421610930670?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2512591421610930670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=2512591421610930670&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2512591421610930670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2512591421610930670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-worst-moment-ever-became-best-day.html' title='How the worst moment ever became the best day ever.'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-6319179710025572821</id><published>2011-11-16T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T13:00:05.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>play "a tempo"</title><content type='html'>Shocking things are happening around here. Like, I ran SIX miles with my little one in 30 degree weather yesterday. And he was shockingly good. And last week, I ran SIX days out of seven. I really think I might be going categorically mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, my sweetie had Friday afternoon off. I had spent all week hammering the keyboard like crazy, trying to get a freelance project back to the author for a deadline, and as soon as I hit the "Send" button, I felt free! And what better way to celebrate than with a tempo run, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I laced up the Asics and hit the pavement, intending to run around 5 miles. After the first mile, I was feeling good--and fast. [Speed is relative, right? Fast for me is anywhere in the 8:00 range.] I powered down for some negative splits with a looming goal: hit the 7s, something I've only done once in &lt;a href="http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-half.html"&gt;a recent downhill race&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My splits? 9:34 (warm up, hilly), 8:53, 8:38, 8:31, and .... 8:01.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUMMER! To miss by 2 seconds just left me with&amp;nbsp;the taste&amp;nbsp;of revenge in my mouth. But it was a flat last mile of five, which is probably the fastest unaided road mile I've done ... ever.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really excited to all of a sudden start seeing unexpected changes in my stride. I can run longer without getting winded. I can run faster just by telling my legs to move quicker. And my Garmin Connect average pace for the last 4 weeks is a shocking 6.3 MPH ... when only a few months ago I was doing my best at 5.7 MPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it all mean? I think it means that the last of my &lt;a href="http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/p/mrs-hopes.html"&gt;2011 Running Resolutions&lt;/a&gt; may be in reach. 7:00 mile ... bring me your worst! And it also means that getting in touch with the fun in running is remembering it's all about play .... speed play, that is! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-6319179710025572821?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6319179710025572821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=6319179710025572821&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6319179710025572821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6319179710025572821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/play-tempo.html' title='play &quot;a tempo&quot;'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-6804281892962675703</id><published>2011-11-15T13:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T14:04:59.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature: Because I am in love with all things cinnamon</title><content type='html'>I really can't control myself when it comes to cinnamon. I. LOVE. IT. SO. MUCH. I think it might be creeping up on my chocolate chip craving. Look out, chocolate! Here cinnamon comes! There are about 100 trillion desserts/dishes I could wax poetic about, but today I just choose one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon Roll Popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJCrinV2Pts/TsLOx7J7XuI/AAAAAAAACiE/ushLqfNAux8/s1600/DSC01938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" nda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJCrinV2Pts/TsLOx7J7XuI/AAAAAAAACiE/ushLqfNAux8/s640/DSC01938.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon Roll Popcorn&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/"&gt;Our Best Bites&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;via &lt;a href="http://thesteinyfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Michelle S. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 c. popped popcorn* (1/2 c. unpopped kernels)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;1 c. brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;3/4 t. cinnamon**&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. honey&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. soda&lt;br /&gt;1 t. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;3 squares vanilla almond bark, melted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 250. Line a jelly roll pan with foil. Mix popcorn and pecans in a huge bowl. (I used a 4 qt. bowl and it was big enough.) Combine brown sugar, cinnamon, butter, and honey in a 1 qt.&amp;nbsp;microwave safe measuring cup. Cook 2 1/2 minutes and stir. Cook an additional 2 minutes, or&amp;nbsp;until bubbly. Stir in vanilla and baking soda. Stir to combine. Pour cinnamon caramel over popcorn mixture and stir until well-coated. Spread on prepared baking sheet. Bake 30 minutes, stirring every 10 minutes. Continue baking in 5 minute segments until crunchy. (You have to let a sample piece cool in order to determine if it is properly crunchy.) Spread on parchment paper and drinzzle with almond bark. Let cool and break into chunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I increased this by 3-4 cups.&lt;br /&gt;**Chances are I dumped in another 1/2 t. But I have a cinnamon problem. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-6804281892962675703?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6804281892962675703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=6804281892962675703&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6804281892962675703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6804281892962675703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/food-feature-because-i-am-in-love-with.html' title='Food Feature: Because I am in love with all things cinnamon'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJCrinV2Pts/TsLOx7J7XuI/AAAAAAAACiE/ushLqfNAux8/s72-c/DSC01938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-5210169786078386501</id><published>2011-11-14T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T11:00:23.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossing the Finish Line</title><content type='html'>Every Sunday, I look forward to hearing from two amazing Sunday School teachers. They both have such a gift for bringing the scriptures to life, making them relevant to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, we were studying the books of Titus and Timothy. Our teacher pointed out that in his interpretation, Paul must have enjoyed athletics since his works are replete with athletic metaphors. Perhaps he knew that his listeners could relate to athletics since he proselyted in Greece; or, perhaps he was an athlete himself. But having recently crossed a finish line myself, the verses took on new exigency to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&amp;nbsp;Timothy 4:7-8. "I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith: Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, shall give me at that day: and not to me only, but unto all them also that love his appearing."&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 9:24-27. "Know ye not that they which run in a race run all, but one receiveth the prize? So run, that ye may obtain. And every man that striveth for the mastery is temperate in all things. Now they do it obtain a corruptible crown; but we an incorruptible. I therefore so run, not as uncertainly, so fight I, not as one that beateth the air: But I keep under my body, and bring it unto subjection." &lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 12:1-2. "Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us, Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that! The Lord, who is perfect in all things, is a "finisher," too. He has taught us how to run the race set before us and showed us that the prize is much more everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, our teacher showed this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OrTtDxd-4iY" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, this is what &lt;em&gt;life &lt;/em&gt;is all about. It doesn't matter how we cross the finish line. What matters is that we finish--and who we cross the finish line with. When my friends and I waited for &lt;a href="http://www.runmygutsout.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amylee&lt;/a&gt; to cross the finish line at the Top of Utah marathon this year, we saw several runners who grabbed their children from the sidelines and jogged with them to the finish. It was so touching. At first, I was surprised, because they slowed their pace dramatically to match the footsteps of their little ones. But of course, what was important wasn't when or how fast they crossed the finish line, but that they crossed it with the people they loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to figure out the many reasons I want to run, and I think this is part of it. If I can conquer my weakness and learn to do hard things, I can find the confidence to make it to the finish line in every aspect of my life. I don't have to be first--heck, I'll probably be crawling. But I know now that I &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; finish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-5210169786078386501?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5210169786078386501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=5210169786078386501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5210169786078386501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5210169786078386501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/crossing-finish-line.html' title='Crossing the Finish Line'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OrTtDxd-4iY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-5268423313682733661</id><published>2011-11-13T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T11:01:48.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: medium;"&gt;November 6-12, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Pork Roast + Potatoes + Carrots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Scrambled Eggs + Hash Browns + Sausage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2008/12/cheesy-roasted-red-pepper-dip/"&gt;Roasted Red Pepper Dip&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-feature-manna-heaven.html"&gt;French Peasant Bread&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Grilled Cheese Sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;a href="http://amyrnelson.blogspot.com/2011/11/salmon-caprese.html"&gt;Salmon Caprese&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;- Dine Out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:48 pace) + Upper Body Weights (15 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 5K w/ Jogging Stroller (9:48 pace) + Circuit Training (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - &lt;/strong&gt;4.5M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:27 pace) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt; 5K w/ Jogging Stroller (10:05 pace) + Upper Body Weights + Abs (20 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;5M Tempo&amp;nbsp;(8:43 pace) + Strength Training (20 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;5M + 2M walk&amp;nbsp;breaks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments in the past week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tempo run that really boosted my confidence, lettuce wraps at Pei Wei with my mama, splurging on new winter running clothes, spending an afternoon sewing with Mindy, teaching a writing workshop at the U, and taking a steaming hot bath to beat the chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments in the past week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning work in the race against a looming deadline. *YAWN.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so very grateful for ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;space heaters&lt;br /&gt;time for naps&lt;br /&gt;comfy leggings&lt;br /&gt;water&lt;br /&gt;white cake mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for the Week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEALTH&lt;/strong&gt;: Green smoothies every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/strong&gt;: Laugh more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-5268423313682733661?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5268423313682733661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=5268423313682733661&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5268423313682733661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5268423313682733661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/week-in-review_13.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3183567469757238074</id><published>2011-11-08T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:00:07.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude Prayers</title><content type='html'>This month, in honor of Thanksgiving (my &lt;em&gt;second&lt;/em&gt; favorite holiday), I am focusing on gratitude. I've been inspired by so many people who have been journaling their gratitude and giving shout-outs on Facebook. This year, I decided to do focus my November gratitude by giving only prayers of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means &lt;em&gt;no asking for stuff&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great project. So far, in six days, I've really realized how often I end my day counseling with the Lord ... by asking for him for all the things I think I need. I rattle off my list and dive into bed, content in my thoughts that if the Lord is worrying about it, I don't need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong! I know that making humble requests is part of what giving prayers is about. And relying on Him is good. But I think, too often, I don't put in enough on my end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe now is a good time to talk about my conscience. Aah! My conscience. I have been so blessed in my life. My greatest worry is that I don't do enough. I live in constant fear that I won't live up to my full potential, that I'll reach the end of my life and find that I haven't done what I was sent here to do. Every night for so many months, I have pleaded, "Please help me know what I am supposed to do with my life. Please help me know the kind of person I am supposed to become."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a crutch. Totally. In the seven days that I haven't been able to fall back on these phrases, these comforting pleas, I felt &lt;em&gt;responsibility&lt;/em&gt; settle on my shoulders. It means I have to spend time &lt;em&gt;listening&lt;/em&gt; to the quiet messages I know He has been sending but that I haven't been tuning into. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny. I keep asking to know what I am supposed to do. But I am forgetting that I know myself and I know what is right for myself. I just need to tune in, to listen. And when I do that, I can protect myself from worry. I can protect my family from any preventable danger. I can help myself because I &lt;em&gt;can channel into the help from above.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am happy I get the chance to be so grateful. It is teaching me how to find the help I've been asking for all this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3183567469757238074?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3183567469757238074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3183567469757238074&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3183567469757238074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3183567469757238074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/gratitude-prayers.html' title='Gratitude Prayers'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-2976672448743076030</id><published>2011-11-07T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T14:13:00.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature: You MUST Make This!</title><content type='html'>This recipe is one of my all-time favorite fall dishes.&amp;nbsp;The colors and textures are just delicious, and I've updated it using one of my new favorite must-have ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%20%2028%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2943.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%20%2028%202011/IMG_2943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waldorf Salad&lt;br /&gt;*from the kitchen of Rosemarie Rindlisbacher*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-5 crisp red apples, cored and diced&lt;br /&gt;3 stalks celery, diced&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. raisins&lt;br /&gt;1 can crushed pineapple, juice drained and reserved&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. chopped walnuts&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. Greek Yogurt (I love Greek Gods Original)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chop apples and toss with 1-2 T. of pineapple juice to keep their color. Discard remaining juice. Place apples in a clear serving bowl. Prepare and add the remaining salad ingredients. Add yogurt and stir to combine. Refrigerate until time to serve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-2976672448743076030?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2976672448743076030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=2976672448743076030&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2976672448743076030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2976672448743076030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/food-feature-you-must-make-this.html' title='Food Feature: You MUST Make This!'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%20%2028%202011/th_IMG_2943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-6955162954166387675</id><published>2011-11-06T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T10:00:06.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;October 30-November 5, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Snake Pizza + Endless Halloween Goodies a la Marciea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Mummy Dogs + Skeleton Veggie Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;a href="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/butternut_squash_apple_soup/"&gt;Butternut Squash Apple Soup&lt;/a&gt; + Yogurt Cherry Muffins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2011/11/broccoli-cheese-soup/"&gt;Broccoli Cheese Soup&lt;/a&gt; + Sweet Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;a href="http://lunchclub4ladies.blogspot.com/2011/10/balsamic-spinach-chicken.html"&gt;Basalmic Glazed Chicken&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://butteryum.blogspot.com/2010/01/oven-roasted-cauliflower-onions-and.html"&gt;Oven Roasted Cauliflower&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;- Lentil Soup + Banana Bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - 2M Walk w/ Jogging Stroller + Upper Body Weight Training (15 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Turbo Sculpt (45 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - &lt;/strong&gt;Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;5K w/ Jogging Stroller&amp;nbsp;(10:30 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;5K (9:12 pace) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments in the past week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading a truly wonderful book, a new month I'm choosing to fill with gratitude, my first snowy run of many this winter, eating soup four of the seven days last week, BL on Netflix, and &lt;em&gt;Click Clack Moo&lt;/em&gt; board book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments in the past week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A forced rest after a tough race ... but I am starting to feel stronger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so very grateful for ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new insulated drink cup&lt;br /&gt;the weather shield on my jogging stroller&lt;br /&gt;$1 gloves and ear warmers&lt;br /&gt;goals for the future&lt;br /&gt;soup season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for the Week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEALTH&lt;/strong&gt;: Sugar fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/strong&gt;: Speak only positive, productive words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-6955162954166387675?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6955162954166387675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=6955162954166387675&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6955162954166387675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6955162954166387675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-5664825616957722021</id><published>2011-11-05T16:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T16:06:14.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>But I am not a REAL runner ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just about ﻿every week, I have this conversation. I'll be chatting with friends, and inevitably I will say, "But I'm not a REAL runner." People act friendly and sort of argue and then the conversation moves on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I don't think I AM a real runner. Why? I wish I knew! I think because, in my mind, real runners get "runner's highs" everytime their feet hit the pavement. Real runners medal in races. Real runners are speedy fast. Real runners enjoy shelling out an enormous amount of cash for sneakers that make their feet look huge. Real runners get excited about staying up for 48 hours to RUN in a van full of stinky, ornery people. Real runners will run no matter the weather, the time of day, the amount of sleep, alone or with a group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Those people are running ROCK STARS. They are the running elite. They are so inspiring and talented and COOL and I wish WISH &lt;strong&gt;WISH &lt;em&gt;WISH &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was a real runner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But I have to face the facts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, my huz is super supportive, but he does think I'm crazy when it comes to running.&amp;nbsp; "There are easier ways to kill yourself, you know," he always says, half joking ... half not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"But I'm going to die anyway," I shoot back, "so I may as well do it in my skinny jeans."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, um, yes. I run so I can eat chocolate chip cookies and so I can complain to my friend and tell her long-winded annoying stories about waiting in line for fabric at Joann and so I can have something to talk to my best friend about and so I can feel that I accomplished one thing in my day besides changing diapers. And if those are my reasons, I can't be a real runner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a WANNA-BE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Still. Even as I type this, a tiny hopeful voice pipes up somewhere inside. "Ok-aaaay," it squeaks. "You may not be&amp;nbsp;a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; runner ... but you did run in snow in the early dark&amp;nbsp;this morning ... and you were happy about it!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDIx5KoRw9Q/TrWwd40RYRI/AAAAAAAACg0/fxETFFzhqNA/s1600/DSC01931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDIx5KoRw9Q/TrWwd40RYRI/AAAAAAAACg0/fxETFFzhqNA/s640/DSC01931.JPG" width="438" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds crazy ... but when we ran this morning and my eyes got totally frosted over by snowflakes the size of Tootsie Rolls ... I got SO EXCITED for winter. Somebody pinch me! I must be dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-5664825616957722021?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5664825616957722021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=5664825616957722021&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5664825616957722021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5664825616957722021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/but-i-am-not-real-runner.html' title='But I am not a REAL runner ...'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDIx5KoRw9Q/TrWwd40RYRI/AAAAAAAACg0/fxETFFzhqNA/s72-c/DSC01931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-1185388088993965147</id><published>2011-11-01T09:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T09:32:49.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I might actually be crazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OsPjwMFfT-g/TrAQvRXyINI/AAAAAAAACgs/xofxNELKNzs/s1600/logo_ogden_marathon.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ida="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OsPjwMFfT-g/TrAQvRXyINI/AAAAAAAACgs/xofxNELKNzs/s1600/logo_ogden_marathon.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just registered for the 2012 Ogden Marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1185388088993965147?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1185388088993965147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1185388088993965147&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1185388088993965147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1185388088993965147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-think-i-might-actually-be-crazy.html' title='I think I might actually be crazy.'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OsPjwMFfT-g/TrAQvRXyINI/AAAAAAAACgs/xofxNELKNzs/s72-c/logo_ogden_marathon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-7729259674912709259</id><published>2011-11-01T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T08:00:02.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature: An Oldie but a Goodie</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when I sit down to post a recipe, I worry that my readers will judge me for using a can of Campbell's Cream of Chicken soup ... especially you gourmet cooks out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I realized that if I like this recipe, chances are that some of you will, too! So if condensed soup in a can makes you get the shivers, just forget about it and come back later. But I really, really love this recipe.&amp;nbsp;I make it for company all the time. In fact, it is one of my go-to all-time favorite dinners. Thanks to my dear friend Nonie who gave it to me years ago in our days at SUU. Love you, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%20%2028%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2963.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%20%2028%202011/IMG_2963.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Enchiladas&lt;br /&gt;*from the kitchen of Nonie Gay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 c. cooked, shredded chicken breast&lt;br /&gt;1 can black beans, rinsed and drained&lt;br /&gt;2 cans Rotel, juice drained and reserved&lt;br /&gt;1 can cream of chicken soup&lt;br /&gt;1 c. sour cream&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 c. cheddar cheese&lt;br /&gt;tortillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350. Grease a 9x13 baking pan with non-stick cooking spray. In a large bowl, combine chicken, beans, and 1 can Rotel. In another large bowl, combine remaining 1 can Rotel, reserved Rotel juice, soup, sour cream, and 1 c. cheese to make sauce. Add 1 c. of sauce to the chicken mixture and stir to combine. Pour 1 c. sauce over the bottom of the pan and spread to coat. Reserve remaining sauce and cheese.&amp;nbsp; Working one at a time, spoon 1/2 c. filling onto each tortilla and roll, enchilada style, placing seam side down in prepared pan. Continue until filling is gone. When finished, spread remaining sauce over the top of the enchiladas and sprinkle with remaining 1/2 c. cheese. Spray a sheet of aluminum foil with non-stick cooking spray and cover pan. Cook 30 minutes. Remove foil and cook an additional 15 minutes or until bubbly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-7729259674912709259?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/7729259674912709259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=7729259674912709259&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7729259674912709259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7729259674912709259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/11/food-feature-oldie-but-goodie.html' title='Food Feature: An Oldie but a Goodie'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%20%2028%202011/th_IMG_2963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-4734737080544875147</id><published>2011-10-30T14:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T14:22:00.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>October 23-29, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Spaghetti a la Krystine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - German Pancakes + Apple Gingerbread Muffins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;- Hot Peanut Chicken + Rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Sushi for me ... Quesadillas for the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday &lt;/strong&gt;- Tomato Tortellini Soup a la Amylee &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Enchiladas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;- Trunk or Treat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - 5K w/ Jogging Stroller (9:47 pace) + Kickboxing (45 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:51 pace) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - &lt;/strong&gt;Kettlebell (45 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;2.5M&amp;nbsp;Walk w/ Jogging Stroller (35 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;1/2 Marathon Race :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments in the past week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning my first ever costume contest, an unexpected paycheck, my baby eating broccoli like it's going out of style, watching Season 2 of the Biggest Loser on Netflix, playing sick for Whitney, and running in costume, the perfect way to end my month of Halloween celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments in the past week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has taken a turn for the COLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so very grateful for ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a WAH job&lt;br /&gt;my cell phone&lt;br /&gt;coupons&lt;br /&gt;laughing until I cried&lt;br /&gt;dads who tend the kiddos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for the Week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEALTH&lt;/strong&gt;: Sugar one day a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/strong&gt;: Speak only positive, productive words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-4734737080544875147?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4734737080544875147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=4734737080544875147&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4734737080544875147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4734737080544875147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/week-in-review_30.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-4476756994843553752</id><published>2011-10-29T20:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T20:52:23.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Half</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Normally I don't post pictures of the kiddo on my public blog, but ... you're welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As I write this post, I am eating Halloween candy I stole from his Trunk or Treat bucket. The fun of having a kid at Halloween time begins. Yeeesssss! Sugar fast OVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_F0oLhX5zk/TqyzrRKfxZI/AAAAAAAACgk/hvzcHOYbKXA/s1600/IMG_2980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_F0oLhX5zk/TqyzrRKfxZI/AAAAAAAACgk/hvzcHOYbKXA/s640/IMG_2980.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have much to say about the Halloween Half and a zillion pictures. But for now, the stats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Costume: Kitty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Temperature at the Start: 23 degrees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Honey Bucket Lines: Looooooong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Garmin Finish Time: 13.2 miles&amp;nbsp;in 1:56:50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pace: 8:51 min/mile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;PR? Oh, yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gMkSVM3q7Ew/Tqyzp15cEfI/AAAAAAAACgc/-N7Gh05-oHM/s1600/IMG_2999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gMkSVM3q7Ew/Tqyzp15cEfI/AAAAAAAACgc/-N7Gh05-oHM/s640/IMG_2999.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A huge thank you to ... Amylee for inspiration, Mindy K. for pacing me the first 10 miles, Mindy G. for hitting the pavement with me the last five months, my family for babysitting during long runs, my brother for training tips, and most of all, my BOYS. The little one gets props for riding no fewer than&amp;nbsp;145 miles in the jogging stroller in the last six months without a single complaint. The huz is my biggest cheerleader, despite the amount of time this hobby requires. How I love him! THANKS ALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW ... I ran a &lt;strong&gt;new 5K PR today: 24:35&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;new 10K PR, too: 52:07!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I love me some downhill but I am pretty sure I'll pay for it tomorrow. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-4476756994843553752?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4476756994843553752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=4476756994843553752&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4476756994843553752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4476756994843553752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-half.html' title='Halloween Half'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v_F0oLhX5zk/TqyzrRKfxZI/AAAAAAAACgk/hvzcHOYbKXA/s72-c/IMG_2980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-8077010669114550300</id><published>2011-10-29T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T08:00:02.625-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Day!</title><content type='html'>As this post uploads, I am at the top of Provo Canyon near the Alpine Loop at Sundance, shivering my socks off and trying to keep my kitty costume together. Oh, and also hoping to PR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with some friends, I am running the Provo Halloween Half Marathon!&amp;nbsp;My mileage in preparing for this race was much lower, but I am hoping that a few key ingredients will help me hit my sub 2:00 time goal today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;strong&gt;Sugar Fast&lt;/strong&gt;. Sugar messes with my stomach. I stayed away from it for 6 STRAIGHT days. A modern miracle.&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Downhill Course&lt;/strong&gt;. Basically I'm running down a mountain instead up one like in &lt;a href="http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/salt-lake-half.html"&gt;my last half&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;Temperature&lt;/strong&gt;. Running in 30 degrees is much easier than 70 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;Friends &amp;amp; Fun&lt;/strong&gt;. Not only do I get to see my &lt;a href="http://www.runmygutsout.blogspot.com/"&gt;BFF&lt;/a&gt; at the starting line, but she's bringing along Mindy and might even introduce me to bloggers I stalk (like &lt;a href="http://www.runningfortrevor.blogspot.com/"&gt;this amazing chica&lt;/a&gt;)! Wouldn't that be fun times?&amp;nbsp;Plus, it's a costume party. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, my goals for this race?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be happy with ... beating my previous time of 2:02&lt;br /&gt;I would be thrilled to ... run sub 2:00&lt;br /&gt;I would be ecstatic to ... finish under 1:55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish my legs speed! Updates tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-8077010669114550300?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8077010669114550300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=8077010669114550300&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8077010669114550300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8077010669114550300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/race-day.html' title='Race Day!'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3212803999520943634</id><published>2011-10-28T15:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T15:12:47.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to the family blog. Click &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/10/sounds-ducky.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/10/baa-baa-black-sheep.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-boys-are-on-run-at-chamberlain.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/10/carve-it-up.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read the individual posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3212803999520943634?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3212803999520943634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3212803999520943634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3212803999520943634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3212803999520943634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/updates-to-family-blog_28.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-1036985281210633642</id><published>2011-10-28T13:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T13:46:23.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Wife</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, I was talking to a friend who told me she made her husband's lunch for him every day.&amp;nbsp; GULP!&amp;nbsp; I guiltily realized that in my quest for sleep I had let my wifely duties slip a bit.&amp;nbsp; So I've been trying to earn back "Good Wife" points a few at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like buying sweet lunch snacks. Or making a sandwich before I crawl into bed and stay dead to the world for 9 hours. And also this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%20%2028%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2956.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%20%2028%202011/IMG_2956.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Important Quirky Fact:&amp;nbsp; The husband likes to have a bowl of oatmeal every night before bed.&amp;nbsp; It's so cute and quirky!&amp;nbsp;And yes, I did fail as wife for the last few months and run out of all the essential oatmeal ingredients&amp;nbsp;at different times. But then I had a wonderful brainchild: MYO Instant Oatmeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I &lt;a href="http://www.thesimpledollar.com/2008/05/09/making-your-own-homemade-oatmeal-packets-a-visual-guide-and-cost-analysis/"&gt;Googled around&lt;/a&gt; (because I knew my idea was original but not THAT original) and found some tips. I opted to keep my oatmeal in large glass containers rather than individual bags since we eat it at home. I flavored it up with coffee creamer, dried fruit, nuts, brown sugar, and a pinch of salt.&amp;nbsp; I didn't use a recipe but just did everything to taste. DELISH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all the huz has to do is heat a little milk and add as much homemade instant oatmeal mix as his heart desires.&amp;nbsp;Score big time for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1036985281210633642?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1036985281210633642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1036985281210633642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1036985281210633642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1036985281210633642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/good-wife.html' title='The Good Wife'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%20%2028%202011/th_IMG_2956.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-456182934400371433</id><published>2011-10-25T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T08:00:09.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If you come to my house ...</title><content type='html'>So, if you come to my house ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and you ask to use the restroom ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... just be warned ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... that you might see something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2020%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01844.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2020%202011/DSC01844.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It turns out that it does not roll up any neater than it rolls out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-456182934400371433?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/456182934400371433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=456182934400371433&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/456182934400371433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/456182934400371433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-you-come-to-my-house.html' title='If you come to my house ...'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2020%202011/th_DSC01844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-4946096553517534961</id><published>2011-10-24T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T08:00:03.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature: Tomay-to, Tomah-to</title><content type='html'>My kiddo &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; tomatoes.&amp;nbsp; They are, like, his number one favorite food.&amp;nbsp; I think he thinks they are candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, my husband does not.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I think he would be happy if tomatoes disappeared from our table indefinitely.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as house chef, I get the final say, and I say ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try this soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creamy Roasted Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 c. tomatoes, sliced&lt;br /&gt;1/2 onion, diced&lt;br /&gt;2 carrots, peeled and diced (optional)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. half and half, whole milk, or 2 oz. cream cheese (use more or less&amp;nbsp;to taste)&lt;br /&gt;1 can tomato sauce or V8 juice (or more, to achieve desired texture)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. salt (or to taste)&lt;br /&gt;pinch red pepper flakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees.&amp;nbsp; Line a baking sheet with foil and coat with non-stick spray.&amp;nbsp; Spread out vegetables in an even layer and season with salt and pepper.&amp;nbsp; Roast for 30-40 minutes until soft and browned.&amp;nbsp; (Mm!&amp;nbsp; Your house is going to smell sooooo good.)&amp;nbsp; Combine roasted vegetables in a blender with tomato sauce.&amp;nbsp; Add sugar, salt, and red pepper flakes to taste.&amp;nbsp; Finally, stir (or blend) in half and half, whole milk, or cream cheese.&amp;nbsp; Pour soup into a large saucepan to warm.&amp;nbsp; Serve with chopped fresh basil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE:&amp;nbsp; I sort of made this recipe up after looking at a few recipes online.&amp;nbsp; Be prepared to add more or less of your ingredients to achieve your desired texture/flavor.&amp;nbsp; Just experiment and taste!&amp;nbsp; It's cooking ... it's supposed to be fun.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2020%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01853.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2020%202011/DSC01853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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I've had so much fun doing actual Halloween activities, like carving pumpkins, roasting seeds, putting together a costume, and &lt;em&gt;of course&lt;/em&gt; making festive treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2020%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01842.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2020%202011/DSC01842.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For four of my favorite October treats, visit the links below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/2010/10/caramel-apple-cheesecake-bars-with-streusel-topping.html"&gt;Caramel Apple Cheesecake&lt;/a&gt; from Mel's Kitchen Cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.101cookbooks.com/archives/001524.html"&gt;Roasted Pumpkin Seeds&lt;/a&gt; from 101 Cookbooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://studio5.ksl.com/?nid=71&amp;amp;sid=17716591"&gt;Mummy Cake Pops&lt;/a&gt; from Studio 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://annies-eats.net/2010/10/26/halloween-sugar-cookies-2/"&gt;Spiderweb Cookies&lt;/a&gt; from Annie's Eats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for me, I am proud to say that&amp;nbsp;I have used royal icing!!&amp;nbsp; It is not nearly as hard as I thought it would be, but I am glad I looked at about 100 tutorials (see &lt;a href="http://bakeat350.blogspot.com/2009/10/spiderwebs-step-by-step.html"&gt;Bake at 350&lt;/a&gt; for help) and also practiced a BUNCH on parchment paper before actually piping and flooding any cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cookies were not perfect but they were still adorable, especially considering I iced half of them with a squirmy one-year-old on my hip.&amp;nbsp; And I would just like to say that this was an uber fun project but it made a royal mess ... so it is a special occasions only kind of activity.&amp;nbsp; But still, so so so so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2020%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01840.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2020%202011/DSC01840.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What would I do without the Internet?&amp;nbsp; I am sad to say I really do not know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1918029671293717803?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1918029671293717803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1918029671293717803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1918029671293717803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1918029671293717803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-inspired.html' title='Get Inspired!'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2020%202011/th_DSC01842.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-5864106001526160138</id><published>2011-10-23T15:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T15:32:30.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: medium;"&gt;October 16-22, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Chicken Salad in Tortilla Bowls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Pesto Panini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;- Walnut Craisin Salad + Fire Roasted Tomato Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - French Toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday &lt;/strong&gt;- Stuffed Peppers + Sweet Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Quesadillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;- Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - 5K w/ Jogging Stroller (10:06 pace) + Body Bootcamp (40 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 5K w/ Jogging Stroller (9:37 pace) + &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - &lt;/strong&gt;Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday - &lt;/strong&gt;4M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:31 pace) + Circuit Training (55 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;Weights (20 min.) + Plyometrics (20 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;7.5M (9:35 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments in the past weeks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy homemade tomato soup, discovering Nikita with my sis, putting together a &lt;em&gt;legit &lt;/em&gt;Halloween costume, and reading books with my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments in the past weeks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; but clean and organize all week ... and I still feel as though I am drowning in dirt and clutter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so very grateful for ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my running partner, Mindy&lt;br /&gt;wristwatches&lt;br /&gt;loving homes for innocent babies&lt;br /&gt;diaper rash ointment&lt;br /&gt;the crunch of leaves underfoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for the Week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEALTH&lt;/strong&gt;: Sugar fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/strong&gt;: Speak only positive, productive words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-5864106001526160138?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5864106001526160138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=5864106001526160138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5864106001526160138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5864106001526160138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/week-in-review_23.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-4518371256929211239</id><published>2011-10-18T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T09:27:10.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>That Just Made Me Happy</title><content type='html'>This is my sister's boyfriend.&amp;nbsp; When he came by last week holding his winning sign so proudly, I grinned, and said, "That just made me happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01757-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/DSC01757-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent all last week soaking (metaphorically, of course) in red dirt.&amp;nbsp; It felt like home!&amp;nbsp; And whenever I told myself to look up on my runs, I thought, "That just made me happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2016%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01798.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2016%202011/DSC01798.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my pantry this morning and was taken aback by the plenty.&amp;nbsp; Seeing how the Lord has blessed us, I thought, "That just made me happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01812.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/DSC01812.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My jogging stroller weather shield arrived in time to welcome me home.&amp;nbsp; I threw it right on the stroller and resisted the urge to take it out sans baby ... the little one was napping, after all.&amp;nbsp; Stepping back and thinking of my morning run with my running buddy, I thought, "That just made me happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01806.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/DSC01806.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found an apple my baby smuggled into his crib during his morning nap.&amp;nbsp; Looking at the tiny bites and imagining his pride as he takes eating matters *literally* into his own hands, I smiled, and thought, "That just made me happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01808.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/DSC01808.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home from a vacation to a door that shuts all the way and a disposal that grinds food like a wonder, I took a look around at my tiny home and thought, "That just made me happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01811.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/DSC01811.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gorgeous tree that hangs over our front yard gave me a thrill.&amp;nbsp; When I stepped outside into the sunny afternoon, a yellow glow hung over all the leaves.&amp;nbsp; Fall is here in the valley in full glory!&amp;nbsp; I took a deep breath and thought, "That just made me happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01809.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/DSC01809.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, laughing over and over again with my husband about this funny monster:&amp;nbsp; "What doing? No can read, Hand?!"&amp;nbsp; And I realized that a little TV is probably not hurting ... since we are watching it and laughing together.&amp;nbsp; And that thought "just made me happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://scientopia.org/blogs/childsplay/files/2010/08/cookie-monster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://scientopia.org/blogs/childsplay/files/2010/08/cookie-monster.jpg" /&gt;&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/5369187868309647006-4518371256929211239?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4518371256929211239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=4518371256929211239&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4518371256929211239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4518371256929211239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/that-just-made-me-happy.html' title='That Just Made Me Happy'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2018%202011/th_DSC01757-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3088582669372610797</id><published>2011-10-16T15:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T15:56:25.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to &lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Click &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/10/red-rock-boys.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/10/independent-streak.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/10/our-walk-with-melanie-pegasus.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/10/school-of-sweet-preserves.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/10/date-with-rhino.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read the individual posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3088582669372610797?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3088582669372610797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3088582669372610797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3088582669372610797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3088582669372610797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/updates-to-family-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-2116764876596547819</id><published>2011-10-16T15:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T15:08:07.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature:  Apple Crisp</title><content type='html'>For what you are about to receive, may you be truly grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2016%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01769.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2016%202011/DSC01769.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been over to &lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;, you know I spent about 72 uninterrupted hours (okay, interrupted for sleep) canning apples.&amp;nbsp; You probably think I was kind of tired of apples after three days of face time.&amp;nbsp; But then, my MIL said, "I have this recipe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever she starts a conversation that way, I stop what I'm doing and pay really, really close attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's about to&amp;nbsp;get gooooooooooooooooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that quite a few years ago, her sister Chris fanangled this recipe from the secret&amp;nbsp;lunch lady archives.&amp;nbsp; Back in the days when school lunch was homecooked and not just warmed up, the lunch ladies would bestow this treasure on the students ... and you knew about it the moment you stepped foot in the cafeteria, because of the angelic chorus rising from the tables of the kids already eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may doubt that apple crisp made with applesauce really could be that good.&amp;nbsp; But I'm telling you right now:&amp;nbsp; DON'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Crisp&lt;br /&gt;*from the kitchen of Kathy Chamberlain via Lunch Lady Land*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pints applesauce&lt;br /&gt;1 c. butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 c. powdered milk&lt;br /&gt;1 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 c. flour&lt;br /&gt;2 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350.&amp;nbsp; Pour applesauce into a 9x13 pan.&amp;nbsp; Mix butter, milk, sugar, flour, and salt.&amp;nbsp; Crumble over the applesauce.&amp;nbsp; Bake for 40 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Serve hot with a scoop of vanilla ice cream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-2116764876596547819?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2116764876596547819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=2116764876596547819&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2116764876596547819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2116764876596547819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/food-feature-apple-crisp.html' title='Food Feature:  Apple Crisp'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%2016%202011/th_DSC01769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-5436951336454131127</id><published>2011-10-16T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T10:37:08.617-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;October 2-15, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Grilled Chicken + Salad a la Marciea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Breakfast Burritos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;- Fettucine Alfredo + Grilled Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Enchiladas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday &lt;/strong&gt;- Quesadillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;- Ham + Rolls + Au Gratin Potatoes a la Lori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Thanksgiving Dinner a la Ilene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Dine Out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;- Fajitas + Salsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pork Chops + Rice a la Kathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday &lt;/strong&gt;- Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Minestrone a la Kathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;- Toast ... because that's the way I roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - 5K w/ Jogging Stroller (9:47 pace) + Circuit Training (35 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - &lt;/strong&gt;4.5M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:08 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday - &lt;/strong&gt;Circuit Training (55 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;11M (10:48 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;5K w/ Jogging Stroller (10:15 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;- Circuit Training (55 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 6M (10:21 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday &lt;/strong&gt;- Stretching (20 min.) + Yoga (40 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4.2M (9:24 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;- Rest*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I had &lt;em&gt;every &lt;/em&gt;intention to run 12 miles.&amp;nbsp; But cleaning, packing up, driving, unpacking, shopping, and then chilling meant that I would have to pound those 12 miles out on the treadmill at 9 PM.&amp;nbsp; I asked the husband what I should do, and he said, "Maybe you should just say you ran 12 miles. Nobody will know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments in the past weeks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many to count!&amp;nbsp; Breathtaking Kanab red rocks, becoming a student of the school of preserves, little boy walking, raindrop runs, Tony's grocery bagging win, picking out Halloween window decals, and perhaps very best of all ... realizing that I &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;to run because it &lt;em&gt;clears my head&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments in the past weeks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double ear aches and making fortune cookies that turned out pretty much hideous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so very grateful for ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vacation days&lt;br /&gt;baby-sized Crocs&lt;br /&gt;babysitters for a date night&lt;br /&gt;people who don't pick fights&lt;br /&gt;the chance to try again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review goals for the past week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEALTH&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Keep a food journal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;EPIC FAIL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;The short story is this.&amp;nbsp; About one day after I set this goal, I wondered why I did.&amp;nbsp; Since I'm not worried about weight loss, I realized that writing down food would only be a guilt-inducing practice.&amp;nbsp; So I bagged it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/strong&gt;: Listen more attentively to my husband and little one. &lt;strong&gt;UNDECIDED?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Depending on the day, I actually was quite awesome at this goal ... or quite terrible.&amp;nbsp; It is hard to know whether I've&amp;nbsp;achieved&amp;nbsp;an actual&amp;nbsp;behavior shift. But I will say this: it is remarkable &lt;em&gt;how much&lt;/em&gt; a one-year-old actually has to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROJECT&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Contact ADE &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;and find out 1) when my teaching&amp;nbsp;license expires and 2) how to&amp;nbsp;keep it&amp;nbsp;current and 3) whether or not I should keep my license current.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;ROLLOVER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Getting ready for the trip and being on vacation meant I was overwhelmed.&amp;nbsp; But I should be able to get it it this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for the next week ...&lt;br /&gt;HEALTH&lt;/strong&gt;: Sugar fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/strong&gt;: Speak only positive, productive words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROJECT&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Contact ADE&amp;nbsp;and find out 1) when my teaching&amp;nbsp;license expires and 2) how to&amp;nbsp;keep it&amp;nbsp;current and 3) whether or not I should keep my license current.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-5436951336454131127?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5436951336454131127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=5436951336454131127&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5436951336454131127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5436951336454131127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/two-weeks-in-review.html' title='Two Weeks in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-1185111795429778167</id><published>2011-10-10T20:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T21:36:27.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Look forward to ...</title><content type='html'>I'm spending the week in Kanab with my in-laws.&amp;nbsp; Look forward to my weeks in review and some serious apple canning advice when I return home in a few days.&amp;nbsp; In the meantime, I'm running like crazy and eating truffles.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE FALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1185111795429778167?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1185111795429778167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1185111795429778167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1185111795429778167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1185111795429778167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/look-forward-to.html' title='Look forward to ...'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3127048473152236675</id><published>2011-10-02T10:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T10:05:25.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 25-October 1, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Lasagna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - BBQ Chicken + Roasted Red Pepper Dip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;- Bacon Turkey Burgers + Carrot Fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chips Three Ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday &lt;/strong&gt;- Chicken + Mashed Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Brie Panini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;- Crepes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - 5K w/ Jogging Stroller (9:25 pace) *a new PR!* + Upper Body Weights (15 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - &lt;/strong&gt;4M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:30 pace) + Circuit Training (40 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday - &lt;/strong&gt;4.5M (9:18 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;5K w/ Jogging Stroller (10:14 pace) + Ab RipperX (16 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Stretching (15 min.) + Yoga (40 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FTC Zupas Anniversary, a new 5K PR with the stroller, and making my little boy laugh until he couldn't breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moment this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLU SHOT! I am so very&amp;nbsp;achy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so very grateful for ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fresh fruit&lt;br /&gt;careful budgeting&lt;br /&gt;sheldon the monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/?lang=eng"&gt;general conference&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nike frees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review goals for the past week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEALTH&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Drink 8-10 glasses of a water a day. &lt;strong&gt;CHECK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;I did pretty great on this goal. However, &lt;em&gt;el doctor&lt;/em&gt; told me 8 glasses of water is just an arbitrary amount and that I should go by color instead. There were two downsides: 1) I spent so much time in the bathroom! and 2) I noticed I wasn't as "in tune" with my stomach's "I'm full" message bc it was already full ... of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/strong&gt;: Practice better listening: let people talk, don't interrupt, and be attentive. &lt;strong&gt;REVAMP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;did better talking on the phone and with friends, but it was harder to do with the husband ... we have such a communication "routine" and it's hard to break out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROJECT&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Make Halloween "sparkly skull" decor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;CHECK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;And ... DONE!&amp;nbsp; The results are awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for the next week ...&lt;br /&gt;HEALTH&lt;/strong&gt;: Keep a food journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/strong&gt;: Listen more attentively to my husband and little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROJECT&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Contact ADE and find out 1) when my teaching&amp;nbsp;license expires and 2) how to&amp;nbsp;keep it&amp;nbsp;current and 3) whether or not I should keep my license current.&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3127048473152236675?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3127048473152236675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3127048473152236675&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3127048473152236675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3127048473152236675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-8786216106088214864</id><published>2011-10-01T19:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T19:40:31.011-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I needed this.</title><content type='html'>A heartfelt thanks to Elder Neal L. Anderson today. This quote he shared from &lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/blog/posts/motherhood-is-a-calling-and-where-your-children-rank"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; gave me perspective and filled my well with new strength. I can't wait to reread his talk (and then write it in permanent marker on my office wall!) and feel that peace again. Today, it was wonderful to stand still for&amp;nbsp;a moment, remembering that I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; already doing what I am supposed to be doing with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From blogger &lt;a href="http://www.feminagirls.com/"&gt;Rachel Jankovic&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is that years ago, before this generation of mothers was even born, our society decided where children rank in the list of important things. When abortion was legalized, we wrote it into law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children rank way below college. Below world travel for sure. Below the ability to go out at night at your leisure. Below honing your body at the gym. Below any job you may have or hope to get. In fact, children rate below your desire to sit around and pick your toes, if that is what you want to do. Below everything. Children are the last thing you should ever spend your time doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you grew up in this culture, it is very hard to get a biblical perspective on motherhood, to think like a free Christian woman about your life, your children. How much have we listened to partial truths and half lies? Do we believe that we want children because there is some biological urge, or the phantom “baby itch”? Are we really in this because of cute little clothes and photo opportunities? Is motherhood a rock-bottom job for those who can’t do more, or those who are satisfied with drudgery? If so, what were we thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;It's Not a Hobby&lt;/h4&gt;Motherhood is not a hobby, it is a calling. You do not collect children because you find them cuter than stamps. It is not something to do if you can squeeze the time in. &lt;strong&gt;It is what God gave you time for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian mothers carry their children in hostile territory. When you are in public with them, you are standing with, and defending, the objects of cultural dislike. You are publicly testifying that you value what God values, and that you refuse to value what the world values. You stand with the defenseless and in front of the needy. You represent everything that our culture hates, because you represent laying down your life for another—and laying down your life for another represents the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our culture is simply afraid of death. Laying down your own life, in any way, is terrifying. Strangely, it is that fear that drives the abortion industry: fear that your dreams will die, that your future will die, that your freedom will die—and trying to escape that death by running into the arms of death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-8786216106088214864?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8786216106088214864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=8786216106088214864&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8786216106088214864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8786216106088214864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-needed-this.html' title='I needed this.'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-1668960865935656167</id><published>2011-10-01T19:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T19:29:28.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>girl gone ghoulish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%201%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2832.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%201%202011/IMG_2832.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let it be known that I am a bit of a Grinch. The Mr. calls me a holiday "Scrooge."&amp;nbsp;He loves all things holidays and has tried for years to get me to join in the fun.&amp;nbsp;One year, he gave me some extra cash and said, "Go buy some Halloween decorations for the apartment."&amp;nbsp;Much to his chagrin,&amp;nbsp;I came back with a ceramic pumpkin and a glamorous "BOO" sign.&amp;nbsp;"Where is the skeleton? The spiderweb? The bloody dismembered limbs?" he asked in disapproval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, we are not on the same page from a Halloween standpoint. He likes to get spooked by scary shows and fake blood is a must, while I'd much rather eat caramel apple fruit leather or dress up like a good fairy.&amp;nbsp; That is, if I deign to celebrate at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO LONGER.&amp;nbsp;I determined to turn over a new leaf, inspired by my friends' enthusiasm for costumes, decor, and all things candy corn ... and, okay, the&amp;nbsp;guilt-inducing pleas from the boys at my house.&amp;nbsp;The decor at Gardner Village last week was just the inspiration I needed, and I am &lt;em&gt;thrilled&lt;/em&gt; to say that if you come to my house, you will find &lt;em&gt;not only&lt;/em&gt; a Halloween sign on the door, but some ghoulish greeters in the front flowerbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%201%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2829.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%201%202011/IMG_2829.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Haunting This Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%201%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2831.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%201%202011/IMG_2831.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Inspiration for the glitter skulls from the Bead Farm at Gardner Village. I spray-painted stakes and&amp;nbsp;plastic skulls silver&amp;nbsp;(think Dollar Store) ﻿and then my mom helped me glitter-fy the faces.&amp;nbsp; A bit of spooky black ribbon, and you have decor that is trendy + ghoulish to please the mr. and the mrs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1668960865935656167?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1668960865935656167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1668960865935656167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1668960865935656167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1668960865935656167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/10/girl-gone-ghoulish.html' title='girl gone ghoulish'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%2010%201%202011/th_IMG_2832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-8831960852039894779</id><published>2011-09-30T23:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T23:06:09.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to &lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Click &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/09/wonderful-teeth.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/09/tradition-tradition.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read the individual posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-8831960852039894779?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8831960852039894779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=8831960852039894779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8831960852039894779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8831960852039894779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/updates-to-family-blog-click-here-or.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-5495451354846214</id><published>2011-09-30T22:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:14:38.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds of a Feather</title><content type='html'>Introducing ... my PEEPS! These birds of a feather flock together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2030%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0639.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2030%202011/IMG_0639.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the mrs., &lt;a href="http://www.pulleyfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;erin&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.runmygutsout.blogspot.com/"&gt;amylee&lt;/a&gt;, &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://twbass.blogspot.com/"&gt;whitney&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, we celebrated the one-year anniversary of the Finer Things Club. It is the brainchild of Amylee, created to bring the four of us back together once a month and resurrect our high school drama adventures (drama here to be taken at its literal meaning: we are theatre geeks at heart) and our college escapades (details not revealed: suffice it to say, some of us got into more trouble than others). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think every girl needs a Finer Things Club.&amp;nbsp;After a year of much success, tear-inducing laughter, thought-provoking conversation, and waist-widening desserts, here are our essential ingredients, what you'll need to start a Finer Things Club of your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Food.&lt;/strong&gt; You &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; have food.&amp;nbsp;The hostess for the month plans an entree + theme and assigns sides and desserts. Then we eat until our pants feel really, really tight. Fortunately, we are all pretty great cooks. But if you're not, spring for dinner out instead.&amp;nbsp;You won't have to do dishes afterward, anyway!&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;A Blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;You need a way to keep in touch, and forgetting to hit "Reply All" will have you tearing your hair out in no time. Start a blog! We post recipes for the dishes we bring to each meeting, questions about the read of the month (see #3), or any old thing we feel like (read: Handsome Men's Club). A Google group would also work.&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;An Excuse.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Technically, our club is a book club, but really the book is just an excuse to get together.&amp;nbsp; We have read some really amazing books ... and also some terrible ones.&amp;nbsp; But if you're not into it, call it GNO or Playgroup or Canasta.&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Women.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Our latest read affirmed what we already knew: being around women boosts happiness!&amp;nbsp; So corral some of your favorite people and invite them.&amp;nbsp; We decided to limit our club to the four of us, not to be exclusive (okay, maybe) but because we were a group of friends who shared a very specific backgound. Four was the right number for us.&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Babysitters.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; It just doesn't work with kids.&amp;nbsp; We tried.&amp;nbsp; And failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most important advice?&amp;nbsp; If you are thinking, "I wish someone would invite me to a group like this," I am telling you right now:&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;everyone is waiting for someone to invite them to join a group like this&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Be the fire starter and put it together.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't take a lot of work because everyone will pitch in.&amp;nbsp; And you will be so happy that you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-5495451354846214?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5495451354846214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=5495451354846214&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5495451354846214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5495451354846214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/birds-of-feather.html' title='Birds of a Feather'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2030%202011/th_IMG_0639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-5153997099918883331</id><published>2011-09-30T21:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T21:53:56.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature: You Will Swoon</title><content type='html'>So, having copious amounts of &lt;a href="http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-feature-manna-heaven.html"&gt;pesto&lt;/a&gt; + basil (i.love.you.summer.) means that you might find yourself committing acts of theft.&amp;nbsp; I actually &lt;em&gt;stole&lt;/em&gt; recipes from a magazine in a doctor's waiting room today--tore them out and stole them.&amp;nbsp; I'm not proud of it.&amp;nbsp; But slow cooker chickpea curry? I couldn't pass it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the way home, I resisted the temptation to pay for someone else to make my dinner tonight.&amp;nbsp; And I am &lt;em&gt;so glad&lt;/em&gt; I did! I threw this dinner together, and when I put this sandwich in my mouth, I almost fainted dead away with delight.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;It was so yummy&lt;/em&gt;! I was so surprised by its goodness, the only thing I could do was snap a picture with my point and shoot before cramming the rest of it in my mouth ... there was no way I was taking the extra time to bust out the big guns with a warm, gooey panini on my plate just &lt;em&gt;begging&lt;/em&gt; to be inhaled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, this *gorgeous* shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2030%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01753.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2030%202011/DSC01753.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken Brie Panini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. chicken breast, thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;Brie (or your favorite melty cheese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-feature-manna-heaven.html"&gt;fresh pesto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 slices cooked bacon (I used turkey bacon)&lt;br /&gt;8 slices of your favorite sandwich bread&lt;br /&gt;butter (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To assemble, spread butter on all slices of bread. On a preheated panini grill, arrange 4 slices of bread. Spread pesto on each slice and top with chicken.&amp;nbsp; Spread remaining slices with Brie and top with bacon.&amp;nbsp; Cook until warm and melty. Do not share. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-5153997099918883331?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5153997099918883331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=5153997099918883331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5153997099918883331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5153997099918883331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-feature-you-will-swoon.html' title='Food Feature: You Will Swoon'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2030%202011/th_DSC01753.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-999669945366583566</id><published>2011-09-25T11:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:58:13.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature:  Manna + Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;My dearest mother.&amp;nbsp; I left her house last week with *literally* an armful of fresh basil.&amp;nbsp; Armed with its savory, pepper goodness, I choked down the cost of some *quality* olive oil and made pesto.&amp;nbsp; Stored for now in several jars in my freezer, it is sure to perk me up when winter gets me down.&amp;nbsp; I served the pesto with a delicious artisan bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesto&lt;br /&gt;*from Ina Garten*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. walnuts&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. pine nuts&lt;br /&gt;9 cloves garlic&lt;br /&gt;5 c. basil&lt;br /&gt;1 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;1 t. pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 c. olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1 c. Parmesan cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine all ingredients in a food processor or blender except oil.&amp;nbsp; Add oil in a steady stream as you process everything to bring together.&amp;nbsp; According to the Barefoot Contessa, "air is the enemy of pesto," so the best way to preserve it is to add a layer of olive oil on top and freeze it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2025%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2827.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2025%202011/IMG_2827.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French Peasant Bread&lt;br /&gt;*from the kitchen of &lt;a href="http://www.georgeandmindy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #888888;"&gt;Mindy Gilkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 c. warm water&lt;br /&gt;1 T. yeast&lt;br /&gt;1 T. sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;4 c. flour (I used high-gluten bread flour)&lt;br /&gt;oil&lt;br /&gt;cornmeal&lt;br /&gt;butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place water, yeast, sugar, and salt in a warm bowl and stir to dissolve.&amp;nbsp; Add 4 c. flour and stir until blended. (I suppose you could use your Bosch or KitchenAid, but I stirred the flour in by hand and it wasn't difficult.)&amp;nbsp; Do not knead.&amp;nbsp; Cover and let rise 45 minutes or until doubled.&amp;nbsp; Flour hands, remove dough, and place in two rounds on a baking sheet dusted with cornmeal and flour.&amp;nbsp; Cover and let rise an additional 45 minutes, or until doubled.&amp;nbsp; Bake at 435 for 10 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Reduce temperature to 375 and cook an additional 20 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Brush with butter and serve warm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2025%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2824.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2025%202011/IMG_2824.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:&amp;nbsp; I made this recipe again, substituting 2 1/2 c. flour with 2 c. wheat flour and 1/2 c. vital wheat gluten.&amp;nbsp; The results were delicious and the texture still perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-999669945366583566?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/999669945366583566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=999669945366583566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/999669945366583566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/999669945366583566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-feature-manna-heaven.html' title='Food Feature:  Manna + Heaven'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2025%202011/th_IMG_2827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-2974563931910829523</id><published>2011-09-25T11:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T08:56:55.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;September 18-24, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Pork Chile Verde + Homemade Flour Tortillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Garden Pasta + French Peasant-Style Bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;- Peanut Butter &amp;amp; Jelly Sandwiches + Watermelon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Spaghetti in Pesto Sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday &lt;/strong&gt;- Hash Browns + Sausage + Eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &lt;/strong&gt;- Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:54 pace) + Weights (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 5K w/ Jogging Stroller (9:56 pace) + Body Bootcamp (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - &lt;/strong&gt;Weights (40 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday - &lt;/strong&gt;6M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:14 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday - &lt;/strong&gt;Stretching &amp;amp; Icing (90 min.) + Kettlebell (55 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday - &lt;/strong&gt;5M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:13 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosting LC4L, eating at Bruges Waffles &amp;amp; Frites with &lt;a href="http://nickipreece.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nicki&lt;/a&gt;, one of my oldest and dearest friends,&amp;nbsp;celebrating Women's conference at Gardner Village, and a &lt;em&gt;Thor&lt;/em&gt; date night with my Dragon Slayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing I am a grouch on Sunday mornings.&amp;nbsp; I need to start planning ahead before my family dies a grisly death at the hand of my wrathfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so very grateful for ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food blogs&lt;br /&gt;salsa&lt;br /&gt;a positive nature&lt;br /&gt;spend money&lt;br /&gt;business cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goals for the coming week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEALTH&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Drink 8-10 glasses of a water a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPINESS&lt;/strong&gt;: Practice better listening: let people talk, don't interrupt, and be attentive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PROJECT&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Make Halloween "sparkly skull" decor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-2974563931910829523?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2974563931910829523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=2974563931910829523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2974563931910829523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2974563931910829523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/week-in-review_25.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3457128550115052007</id><published>2011-09-22T10:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:05:40.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dishes Are the New Commute</title><content type='html'>When I was working, I &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; commuting.&amp;nbsp; It was so nice to have 40 minutes of total alone time each day, to listen to NPR, cry at my book on CD, get into Zen mode, make silent lists of Bellwork questions, or think about &lt;em&gt;everything &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, it's tough to find that quiet, alone time.&amp;nbsp; But I'm not complaining.&amp;nbsp; It's great to have company and, in so many ways, less on my mind.&amp;nbsp; But I fill my brain too often--I watch TV while I iron or fold clothes, work during Isaac's naps, read during lunch ... and I don't often take the time to just &lt;em&gt;be still&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, as I emptied a sink full of dirty dishes for the third time that day, I realized that dishes are the new commute.&amp;nbsp; When I'm stuck in front of the sink, my hands busy and my brain quiet, I have time to &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I'm so grateful I get to do the dishes!&amp;nbsp; Not only are the results immediate and satisfying, and not only do I feel I'm doing "my job," but I get &lt;em&gt;think time. &lt;/em&gt;What a revelation.&amp;nbsp;My greatest moments of clarity happen when I choose to be grateful for something that on the surface appears tedious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why nobody ever told me how &lt;em&gt;wonderful&lt;/em&gt; it is to stay home.&amp;nbsp; People told me it was boring and monotonous, but I actually think it is&amp;nbsp;absolutely satisfying.&amp;nbsp; That isn't to say I don't experience momentary clutches of anxiety when I wonder whether I'm squandering my brains and talent.&amp;nbsp; I do think sometimes, in a panic, "What am I supposed to &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; with my life?!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I remember that I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing:&amp;nbsp; watching my boy try to eat dirt, remembering birthdays, tucking in corners of sheets, arranging books by height, vacuuming, dusting for cobwebs, listening to my slow cooker simmer, managing the budget, and wiping fingerprints off walls.&amp;nbsp; I know I could do all of these things and still work full-time: but I am so glad I don't have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, maybe I'm breaking an unwritten housewife rule by spilling the beans.&amp;nbsp; Being a home manager/homemaker/SAHM/1950s-style housewife&amp;nbsp;is wonderful.&amp;nbsp; I feel just as challenged and just as fulfilled as I did in the years when I was molding young minds with iambic pentameter.&amp;nbsp; And I get to shower at 10 in the morning and spend all afternoon making cupcakes if I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life just doesn't get any better than this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3457128550115052007?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3457128550115052007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3457128550115052007&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3457128550115052007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3457128550115052007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/dishes-are-new-commute.html' title='Dishes Are the New Commute'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-4757473224271455476</id><published>2011-09-21T08:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T08:53:00.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Fiction Recommendations</title><content type='html'>I write book reviews for a local magazine, and I suddenly find myself with a very depleted list of fiction in my "To Read" stack.&amp;nbsp; (That's what I get for only reading memoirs, I suppose!)&amp;nbsp; Please, please, please help me by recommending a few of your favorite reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only requirements?&amp;nbsp; Nothing too dense or philosophical or ponderous.&amp;nbsp; Our readers are looking for light, uplifting, clean reads.&amp;nbsp; Think &lt;em&gt;The Help&lt;/em&gt; or Tarquin Hall's Vish Puri: Most Private Investigator.&amp;nbsp; TIA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-4757473224271455476?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/4757473224271455476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=4757473224271455476&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4757473224271455476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/4757473224271455476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/your-fiction-recommendations.html' title='Your Fiction Recommendations'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-7491781820173730362</id><published>2011-09-21T08:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T08:48:57.179-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Project: Happiness</title><content type='html'>I just finished &lt;em&gt;The Happiness Project&lt;/em&gt; by Gretchen Rubin.&amp;nbsp; Despite it being a NY Times Bestseller (I am notoriously snobby about "pop" literature), I loved it.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few (okay, maybe more than a few!) of my favorite lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is easy to be heavy; hard to be light." - G.K. Chesterton &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to change the lens through which I viewed everything familiar. p. 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to change my life without changing my life, by finding more happiness in my own kitchen. p. 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere of my marriage set the weather for my whole life. p. 39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone, he's a combination of good and not-so-good qualities, and the worst of my bad habits was to focus on his faults while taking his virtues for granted. p. 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only love. p. 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiasm is more important to mastery than innate ability, it turns out, because the single most important element in developing an expertise is your willingness to practice. p. 71&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't get out of it, get into it. p. 162&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The years as they pass plunder us of one thing after another." - Horace p. 198&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days are long,&amp;nbsp; but the years are short. p. 199&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This showed me, once again, that I was happier when I accepted my own real likes and dislikes, instead of trying to decide what I &lt;em&gt;ought&lt;/em&gt; to like; I was happier when I stopped squelching the inclinations toward note taking and bookmaking that I'd had since childhood and instead embraced them. As Michel de Montaigne observed, "The least strained and most natural ways of the soul are the most beautiful; the best occupations are the least forced." I needed to accept my own nature--yet I needed to push myself as well.&amp;nbsp; This seemed contradictory, but in my heart, I knew the difference between lack of interest and fear of failure. p. 233&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Abstinence is as easy to me as temperance would be difficult." - Samuel Johnson p. 254&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was confronted with what I was doing, I wanted to stop.&amp;nbsp; And it was only after I'd kicked my fake-food habit that I realized what a drain it had been on my happiness.&amp;nbsp; Every day I'd felt uncomfortable twinges of self-repreach, because I knew that kind of food wasn't healthy.&amp;nbsp; Once I stopped that habit, that relentless source of bad feeling vanished. p. 254-255&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to laugh more. p. 259&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it turned out, the most significant prong was the &lt;em&gt;feeling bad&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; My biggest happiness boosts had come from eliminating the bad feelings generated by my snapping, nagging, gossiping, being surrounded by clutter, eating fake food, drinking, and all the rest. In particular, it made me happier to be in better control of my sharp tongue. p. 282&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin&lt;/em&gt;. Benjamin Franklin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Story of a Soul.&lt;/em&gt; Therese of Lisieux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to Talk So Kids Will Listen and Listen So Kids Will Talk.&lt;/em&gt; Adele Faber and Elaine Mazlish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Seven Principles for Making Marriage Work&lt;/em&gt;. John Gottman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why We Love: The Nature and Chemistry of Romantic Love.&lt;/em&gt; Helen Fisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saturday&lt;/em&gt;. Ian McEwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to Be Good. &lt;/em&gt;Nick Hornby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gilead&lt;/em&gt;. Marilynne Robinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Operating Instructions.&lt;/em&gt; Anne Lamott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Art of Happiness.&lt;/em&gt; Dalai Lama and Howard C. Cutler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-7491781820173730362?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/7491781820173730362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=7491781820173730362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7491781820173730362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7491781820173730362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/project-happiness.html' title='Project: Happiness'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-1870831947185913900</id><published>2011-09-18T09:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T09:20:18.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspire, Aspire</title><content type='html'>The Mrs. is lucky to be surrounded by inspiration everywhere she looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, &lt;a href="http://www.pulleyfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twbass.blogspot.com/"&gt;Whitney&lt;/a&gt;, and I spent the morning cheering on the FINE &lt;a href="http://www.runmygutsout.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amylee&lt;/a&gt; to a Boston Qualifying finish at the TOU Marathon.&amp;nbsp; We cheered until we were hoarse, shared sweat, and shed tears.&amp;nbsp; It was AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01734.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/DSC01734.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amylee can take 80% of the credit for my treadmill, my successful Ragnar experience, and my races.&amp;nbsp; She is so passionate ... it's addicting and makes me excited for the marathon finish sometime in my future, bloody ankles and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%206%2029%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01520.jpg" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%206%2029%202011/DSC01520.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other 20% goes to my brother Brock, who won his age division at TOU a few years ago.&amp;nbsp; His &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; marathon.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;I know&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; He is an amazing runner and athlete who lives his passion.&amp;nbsp; He is so talented and &lt;em&gt;such&lt;/em&gt; an overachiever.&amp;nbsp; Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the docket is the Provo Halloween Half Marathon, costume and all ... and hopefully a sub 2:00 finish.&amp;nbsp; :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1870831947185913900?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1870831947185913900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1870831947185913900&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1870831947185913900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1870831947185913900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/inspire-aspire.html' title='Inspire, Aspire'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%206%2029%202011/th_DSC01520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-1342522099296818460</id><published>2011-09-18T09:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T09:09:55.688-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;September 11-17, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Oat Wheat Waffles + Sweet Sausage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Hot Wheat Berry Cereal + Fried Eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Tomato Panini + Green Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Parmesan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Quesadillas + Fresh Salsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Kettlebell (50 min.) + Ab Jam (10 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:00/pace) + Circuit Training (35 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 5M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:00/pace)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - 3.1M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:40/pace) + P90X (35 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheering at the TOU marathon until my throat burned, seeing my dear friend Matt for the first time in ten years, and a charming date night with the boys at Temple Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toothache + hours of editing work = tired mama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1342522099296818460?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1342522099296818460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1342522099296818460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1342522099296818460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1342522099296818460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/week-in-review_18.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-2467213970403650459</id><published>2011-09-16T10:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T10:14:50.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature: Lazy Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2016%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2816.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2016%202011/IMG_2816.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&amp;nbsp; You are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a one-ingredient recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All credit for this warm and wholesome dish goes to my sister-in-law Lori.&amp;nbsp; Thanks, Lori!&amp;nbsp; My life is changed forever.&amp;nbsp; The husband loves to have a bowl of oatmeal before bed, but after tasting this, he has asked me to keep a ready stock of this cereal in the refrigerator instead.&amp;nbsp; (And I can sneak some for myself for breakfast, too!)&amp;nbsp; Everyone wins with wheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm Wheat Berry Cereal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 c. white wheat&lt;br /&gt;4 c. water&lt;br /&gt;1/4 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine all ingredients in a slow cooker.&amp;nbsp; Cook on low for 4-6 hours.&amp;nbsp; Serve with honey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-2467213970403650459?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2467213970403650459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=2467213970403650459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2467213970403650459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2467213970403650459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-feature-lazy-love.html' title='Food Feature: Lazy Love'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2016%202011/th_IMG_2816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-6483742079581092665</id><published>2011-09-16T10:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T10:09:43.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to &lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;. Click &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/09/isaacs-story.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read the individual post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-6483742079581092665?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/6483742079581092665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=6483742079581092665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6483742079581092665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/6483742079581092665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/updates-to-family-blog_16.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-8092872275957629578</id><published>2011-09-13T14:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T14:29:06.379-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to &lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Click &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-i-love-you.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/09/cuddles-with-g.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/09/one-is-fun.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read the individual posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-8092872275957629578?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8092872275957629578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=8092872275957629578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8092872275957629578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8092872275957629578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/updates-to-family-blog_13.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-556082792370757504</id><published>2011-09-11T16:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T16:24:43.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love That Overcomes</title><content type='html'>Ten years ago, I was at an early morning rehearsal for &lt;em&gt;West Side Story&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I'll never forget that day.&amp;nbsp; Our vocal director came into the auditorium to tell us that the United States had suffered a terrorist attack in New York City.&amp;nbsp; My best friend put her arms around me, and&amp;nbsp;we silently comforted each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many ways, I feel my innocence ended that day.&amp;nbsp; There we were, a bunch of entitled teenagers grappling with a challenging script and vocal score, trying to understand the hate that makes people kill.&amp;nbsp; And suddenly, that HATE wasn't abstract anymore.&amp;nbsp; It was tangible, real, omnipresent.&amp;nbsp; It touched each one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we weren't direct victims, we each felt like a victim that day, just as every American did.&amp;nbsp; For those hours, days, and weeks following 9/11, the future seemed uncertain; the flag took on new meaning; prayers became more fervent.&amp;nbsp; My view of the world was somehow bigger, and the tiny planet of Me began revolving in a more aware universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also never forget the powerful warm-up exercise the night of our final dress rehearsal.&amp;nbsp; Our director took the cast out to a run-down, vacant lot, divided us into "sides" - I, in character, a Shark - others, my friends, the Jets - separated by an invisible line and the strikingly palpable anger we all&amp;nbsp;felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look around," Andra said.&amp;nbsp; "This is poverty.&amp;nbsp; This is the neighborhood you see every day.&amp;nbsp; Is it any wonder that you turn to violent ends? What you see around you is the lack.&amp;nbsp; What you feel is injustice.&amp;nbsp; In your misunderstanding, you choose to direct your anger toward something you don't understand - another culture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go ahead," she continued.&amp;nbsp; "What is it you want to say to one another?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah stepped forward, in full character, brandishing her finger in my face.&amp;nbsp; "This is all your fault!" she shouted.&amp;nbsp; "How could you be so selfish?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my initial shock - and the innocence that Maria was to me - I couldn't say much to respond, because in a way, I knew she was &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Tony and Maria made choices that affected the larger world around them, whether they meant to or not.&amp;nbsp; Those choices pulled the people in their lives out of a shaky orbit, ending&amp;nbsp;in a cataclysm where everyone suffered and nobody won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so defensive, because I knew that Maria was only following her heart, that she couldn't choose loving Tony.&amp;nbsp; "Right or wrong," she sang, "what else can I do?"&amp;nbsp; And even though I knew Tony and Maria wanted to go somewhere different, to a new place with "peace and quiet and open air," the cold hard truth is that they had to play out their scene in their present.&amp;nbsp; One doesn't ever truly run away from the choices one makes.&amp;nbsp; And that final scene is a difficult one, but even as it ends, it represents a new beginning - for those who choose to to make it&amp;nbsp;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have an answer for what happened the day the Twin Towers fell.&amp;nbsp; But I can tell you that while love cannot always save, love does endure.&amp;nbsp; Hearts are broken so they can be healed.&amp;nbsp; Misunderstanding and a flawed perspective can lead to pain, but pain leads to perspective.&amp;nbsp; That day, and in the weeks that followed, I began to look outside myself into a world that was flawed and disappointing,&amp;nbsp;but I saw a world that still needed love:&amp;nbsp; love between friends, love between partners, love between families, and love between we children and He who made us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still learning to love.&amp;nbsp; I am learning the courage to forgive. I am learning to take responsibility for my choices.&amp;nbsp; And I am learning the wisdom to see things as they truly are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-556082792370757504?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/556082792370757504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=556082792370757504&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/556082792370757504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/556082792370757504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-that-overcomes.html' title='The Love That Overcomes'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-2426276751801744034</id><published>2011-09-11T15:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T15:44:45.395-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature: The Last Supper</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, I forgot how to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I thought I did.&amp;nbsp; Everything was coming out ... strange.&amp;nbsp; Cupcakes that should have baked in 15 minutes took 45 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Cookies turned ... maliciously flat.&amp;nbsp; And don't even get me started on that loaf of homemade bread.&amp;nbsp; Let's just say this:&amp;nbsp; KA-FLUNK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the Encyclopedia Brown inside me decided to solve the Case of the Fritzy Oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaand it turns out ... my bottom element in the stove was completely dead.&amp;nbsp; Like, cool to the touch at 400 degrees.&amp;nbsp; Which explains a lot.&amp;nbsp; And also teaches me what happens when you accidentally&amp;nbsp;*broil* chocolate chip cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when nobody (not EVEN HUNGRY TEENAGED BOYS) would eat those ugly cookies, I said, "That's it!" and called my landlords,&amp;nbsp;the sweetest people on the planet.&amp;nbsp; It turned out to be a quick fix, but it was a week before we were back in business.&amp;nbsp; And so this meal is tenderly called "The Last Supper," or "The Last Supper We Cooked in the Oven and the Meal That Finally Convinced Us Something Was Seriously Wrong When We Didn't Rise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2011%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2780.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2011%202011/IMG_2780.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Forgive us, for we are flat."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza Rolls&lt;br /&gt;*from the kitchen of Marciea Casselman*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lb. whole wheat pizza dough (or your favorite recipe)&lt;br /&gt;grated cheese&lt;br /&gt;pizza toppings (such as turkey pepperoni, green pepper, onion, ham, or pineapple)&lt;br /&gt;1 jar pizza sauce (or your favorite pizza sauce)&lt;br /&gt;floss&lt;br /&gt;parchment paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 400 degrees.&amp;nbsp; Line a baking sheet with parchment paper.&amp;nbsp; Roll out dough on counter until it forms a large rectangle.&amp;nbsp; Sprinkle pizza toppings generously over pizza.&amp;nbsp; Add cheese.&amp;nbsp; Starting at the bottom, roll the dough into a log, taking care to tuck ingredients in as you roll.&amp;nbsp; Pinch the seam to seal.&amp;nbsp; Using floss, cut log into pizza rolls by gently sliding floss beneath the roll and then crossing the ends to neatly slice into 1-inch rolls.&amp;nbsp; Place rolls on prepared tray and top with additional cheese.&amp;nbsp;Bake 15-20 minutes or until lightly browned.&amp;nbsp; Serve with pizza sauce for dipping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-2426276751801744034?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/2426276751801744034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=2426276751801744034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2426276751801744034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/2426276751801744034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/food-feature-last-supper.html' title='Food Feature: The Last Supper'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%2011%202011/th_IMG_2780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-5945253358225607157</id><published>2011-09-11T14:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T14:52:13.104-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-size: large;"&gt;September 4-10, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Hot Dogs + Potato Salad + Cupcakes a la &lt;a href="http://www.thecasselcrew.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marciea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pizza Rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Stir Fry + Cream Cheese Wontons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Stuffed Hot Dish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Omelettes + Pear Bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Yellow Chicken Curry + Cream Cheese Wontons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Body Makeover Mix (45 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 3.25M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:50 pace) + Pilates (30 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 5M w/ Jogging Stroller (11:00 pace) + Boot Camp (20 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Ripped in 30 (30 min.) + 1/2M WU @ 9:30 + 1M Speed @ 7:45 + 1/2 CD @ 10:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - 3.1M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:30 pace) + YogaX (90 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4.75M (9:30 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosting my in-laws this weekend ... they are the best company; Isaac taking *for-real* steps; spending a blissful Memorial Day with both boys; and my new ELF eyeshadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experiencing the *pinch* of rising food prices and making some seriously *ugly* cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-5945253358225607157?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5945253358225607157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=5945253358225607157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5945253358225607157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5945253358225607157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/week-in-review_11.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-918075656699165732</id><published>2011-09-06T15:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T15:49:47.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A with the Mrs.</title><content type='html'>I've had a few questions here and there ... and now the answers to your most burning questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&amp;nbsp; You cook.&amp;nbsp; A lot.&amp;nbsp; What do you do with all of the leftovers?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:&amp;nbsp; One of three things.&amp;nbsp; 1) Before cooking the meal, I put half of it in a disposable aluminum pan and freeze it for a later use.&amp;nbsp; 2) I divide the leftovers into lunch-sized portions to share with my little one.&amp;nbsp; 3) I cooked the perfect amount and there weren't any!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&amp;nbsp; Where do you find the motivation to work out an hour+ each day?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:&amp;nbsp; The short answer is that exercise makes me feel good.&amp;nbsp; The much longer answer is that everything seems to go better for me if I work out.&amp;nbsp; If I've exercised, I can have a cookie (or three!) and not feel guilty.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy watching my progression.&amp;nbsp; And I love the endorphins that come from vigorous exercise.&amp;nbsp; Even though I don't find time for other pre-mommyhood hobbies (reading, knitting, journaling, sewing) like I used to, I don't think exercise defines me.&amp;nbsp; I think it just make me able to &lt;em&gt;be me&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I like being able to take the time to do something "selfish" by exercising--because it has great ripple effects on how I treat my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&amp;nbsp; You are really upbeat.&amp;nbsp; How do you stay so positive?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:&amp;nbsp; I'm lucky because I'm just sorta perky and optimistic by nature.&amp;nbsp; However, I also make a conscious choice to look at things in a positive light.&amp;nbsp; I know some people have *beef* with *my-life-is-so-gosh-darn-perfect* blogs, but if you're here reading, you know this isn't one of those.&amp;nbsp; I choose to write what I think will be uplifting ... and more importantly, what I want to remember about this time in my life.&amp;nbsp; I have a poor memory, and so years down the road, I will likely only remember what I wrote about.&amp;nbsp; I have chosen to make it the *good stuff.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&amp;nbsp; What race are you running next?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm&amp;nbsp;considering running the Ogden Marathon with my friend &lt;a href="http://www.georgeandmindy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mindy&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I also have a spot reserved on a Wasatch Back Ragnar 2012 team.&amp;nbsp; In the meantime, I'm hoping to do a few shorter distances and meet some of my New Year's Resolutions!&amp;nbsp; I also think it would be fun to do a half-marathon relay with my mom.&amp;nbsp; If you know of any shorter races coming up, leave me a suggestion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&amp;nbsp; What kind of camera do you use?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:&amp;nbsp; We have a Canon Rebel XSi.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;am slow&amp;nbsp;when it comes to understanding aperture and F-stop, so the husband sets up most shots for me.&amp;nbsp; I like to shoot food with my husband's new baby ... a Canon&amp;nbsp;EF 50mm F1.8 II.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q:&amp;nbsp; Are you going to do any giveaways or special features anytime soon?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:&amp;nbsp; YES!&amp;nbsp; Keep your eyes peeled (as my mom would say) for some fun features in coming months.&amp;nbsp; You may even be asked to be a contributor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-918075656699165732?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/918075656699165732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=918075656699165732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/918075656699165732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/918075656699165732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/q-with-mrs.html' title='Q&amp;A with the Mrs.'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-7990827068854958779</id><published>2011-09-06T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T15:46:12.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Softie</title><content type='html'>I have debated about putting up this post, but it has been on my mind.&amp;nbsp; So I'm diving in for a bit more serious conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several&amp;nbsp;nights ago, we had a thunderstorm of somewhat epic proportions. The lightning alone was so bright that it woke Isaac out of a dead sleep--and his windows are covered! The husband and I had just gone to bed, and so I decided to pull him into bed with us and wait out the storm.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were resting together in the dark, Isaac picked himself up, and rolled over so he was laying across my stomach and chest, head elevated so he could look out the window and see the goings-on.&amp;nbsp; At first I was surprised.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;How can that be comfortable&lt;/em&gt;? I wondered.&amp;nbsp; Then, I remembered that it probably was comfy--I am a softie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a difficult time with my body image for my entire life.&amp;nbsp; I don't think that I'm alone in that.&amp;nbsp; Most teenage girls struggle to accept their changing bodies.&amp;nbsp; But it was a huge struggle for me as a teenager, and I'm lucky to have had a very inspired mom who knew just the right thing to say to pull me back from the brink of some dumb choices.&amp;nbsp; But even though I feel like a pretty well-adjusted and confident adult most of the time, not a day (&lt;em&gt;not a day!&lt;/em&gt;) goes by that I don't wish I looked a little different.&amp;nbsp; I wish that weren't the truth, but it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had my baby, I had lunch with one of my friends who had a baby a few months before I did.&amp;nbsp; I have&amp;nbsp;never said&amp;nbsp;this to her face, but I've always been so envious of her.&amp;nbsp; She's so gorgeous and petite--in fact, at nine months pregnant, she probably weighed what I weigh now!&amp;nbsp; I complimented her on how lovely she looked only a few months post-partum.&amp;nbsp; Her response surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, thanks!&amp;nbsp; But I'm still a lot softer than I'd like to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had Isaac, I knew my body would never be the same.&amp;nbsp; I have hips for the first time in my life.&amp;nbsp; None of my pre-pregnancy clothes fit quite the same way, and for the life of me, I can't get a pair of jeans to stay up without a belt.&amp;nbsp; And despite my pilates and weight lifting, the stomach and arms still have&amp;nbsp;some serious flab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But carrying and caring for a child have also sort of changed my perspective about my body.&amp;nbsp; After all, I have watched it do some amazing things:&amp;nbsp; it conceived; it&amp;nbsp;stretched and grew&amp;nbsp;to hold a baby; it made hips for his perch; it produced nutrition for another human being for an entire year.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought a lot about what my friend said.&amp;nbsp; Like her, my body is softer than I'd like it to be.&amp;nbsp; But that softness is part of what I love about being a mommy.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad that Isaac wants to snuggle up against me because I am soft and comfy.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad my hips are wide so that I can show my boy the wonders of my perspective.&amp;nbsp; And I'm glad I can wrap him up in arms that are strong enough to carry and soft enough to hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes.&amp;nbsp; I exercise.&amp;nbsp; Lots.&amp;nbsp; And I can run farther and do more push-ups now than I could at any other time in my life.&amp;nbsp; But try as I may, my body is probably always going to be somewhat soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm learning to be okay with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-7990827068854958779?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/7990827068854958779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=7990827068854958779&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7990827068854958779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/7990827068854958779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/softie.html' title='Softie'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-1818524862879254406</id><published>2011-09-04T18:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T18:32:32.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;August 28-September 3, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Hot Peanut Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday &lt;/strong&gt;- Spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Orange Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Crockpot Chicken Chili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Dine Out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Ripped in 30 (35 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 4M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:27 pace) + Ripped in 30 (35 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Cardio Dance (35 min.) + Pilates (20 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - 3.1M w/ Jogging Stroller (9:50 pace) + Get Ripped Slim n' Lean (60 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - 2.5M w/ Jogging Stroller (15:00 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - 1/2 Marathon Race :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solving a spider mystery that turned out to be a vaccine reaction; running a happy half marathon; creating a key lime cupcake recipe with Martha's&amp;nbsp;Bible close at hand; going to all three hours of church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running = sweaty face = acne like a teenager! And after looking at the cupcakes&amp;nbsp;I frosted, deciding that once-and-for-all I must take a Wilton decorating class to avoid future shame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1818524862879254406?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1818524862879254406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1818524862879254406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1818524862879254406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1818524862879254406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/09/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-8203202932840017955</id><published>2011-09-03T14:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T14:11:41.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt Lake Half</title><content type='html'>Today, I feel like a &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I've been "running" since junior high, I have a hard time considering myself a "true" runner.&amp;nbsp; But not today!&lt;br /&gt;Today I ran the Salt Lake Half Marathon in 2:01:40.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time goals were &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolute mimimum:&amp;nbsp;2:10:00&lt;br /&gt;I could be happy with: 2:05:00&lt;br /&gt;true time goal: 2:00:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I missed my goal by a minute and a half, but I told myself not to worry about it, because I a) ran farther than I ever have in my life today and b) ran 8 of my splits under 9:00/mile pace and c) gained 850 feet in elevation in the first 4 miles and d) did not stop to walk once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%203%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01707.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%203%202011/DSC01707.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Like an obedient little running blog reader, I laid out all my gear the night before and made sure my watch and iPod were fully charged.&amp;nbsp; I took a jacket because the forecast overnight low was a glorious 55.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I arrived at the bus pick-up with only a minor traffic incident (I missed the University exit in the dark) and once we arrived at the start, I then spent 45 minutes getting chilled to the bone.&amp;nbsp; Fortunately, an extremely perky trainer led us in some warm-ups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My splits were&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 1:&amp;nbsp; 10:23&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 2:&amp;nbsp; 11:00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 3:&amp;nbsp; 10:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 4:&amp;nbsp; 10:40 (Finally!&amp;nbsp; I crested the last hill.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 5:&amp;nbsp; 9:14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 6:&amp;nbsp; 8:32&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 7:&amp;nbsp; 8:31 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 8:&amp;nbsp; 8:41&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 9:&amp;nbsp; 8:49&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 10:&amp;nbsp; 8:45&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 11:&amp;nbsp; 8:53&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 12:&amp;nbsp; 8:59&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mile 13:&amp;nbsp; 8:55 (My legs absolutely felt like lead at this point.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Finish: 2:01:40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%203%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01710.jpg" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%203%202011/DSC01710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm so happy to have a "real" race under my belt.&amp;nbsp; I felt strong during the race, and now I just feel tired and happy.&amp;nbsp; Guilt-free burger and fries tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-8203202932840017955?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%203%202011/th_DSC01707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-1791354163512096917</id><published>2011-09-01T10:04:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:04:57.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to &lt;a href="http://www.kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Click &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/09/simple-joys.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read the individual post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1791354163512096917?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-6026553333972897706</id><published>2011-09-01T09:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T09:47:36.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature:  Love at First Sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%201%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2721copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%201%202011/IMG_2721copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this recipe.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I really, &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; love it.&amp;nbsp; It's so easy and yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you probably have all the ingredients.&amp;nbsp; And when I say all, I mean all three of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Peanut Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 can Rotel diced tomatoes and chilies (heat to your preference)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. peanut butter (or less to your taste)&lt;br /&gt;2 large chicken breasts, halved&amp;nbsp;or 3-4 chicken thighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine tomatoes and chicken in slow cooker and cook 6-8 hours on low, or until chicken is tender.&amp;nbsp; About 30 minutes before serving, start rice in a rice cooker and stir in peanut butter.&amp;nbsp; (You can lift out the chicken pieces if you don't want the chicken to break up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could probably be fancy and serve this with chopped peanuts and fresh cilantro.&amp;nbsp; It is a crowd pleaser!&amp;nbsp; Both my boys gobbled it right up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-6026553333972897706?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%201%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2718.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%209%201%202011/IMG_2718.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So it has come to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a 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Life</title><content type='html'>You know it's going to be a great day when ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 7:30 AM and you've already had to change into a new shirt.&lt;br /&gt;You start to make your bed and scream when a spider of mammoth proportions crawls out from under your comforter.&lt;br /&gt;You arrive at your one-year-old's photo shoot to discover that he has somehow smuggled and eaten half a tube of chapstick.&lt;br /&gt;You arrive home from your 5:00 AM run only to discover that your baby (and your husband!) have been up since you left.&lt;br /&gt;You have already eaten your "stress cookie" and it's only 10:00 AM.&lt;br /&gt;Payday was four days ago and your grocery money is already spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it's going to be a great week when ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get up to find your husband doing the dishes before work.&lt;br /&gt;All the shirts you treated with stain remover came out of the wash as good as new.&lt;br /&gt;You're not sore from your tempo run.&lt;br /&gt;Your refrigerator is sparkling clean and bursting with produce.&lt;br /&gt;You spent way too much time browsing &lt;a href="http://www.melskitchencafe.com/"&gt;Mel's Kitchen Cafe&lt;/a&gt;, and now you have a few new recipes to try.&lt;br /&gt;You get your first real freelance editing gig.&lt;br /&gt;Your baby signs with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1641332959830197589?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1641332959830197589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1641332959830197589&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 21-27, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. made this for dinner ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chicken Curry (a la &lt;a href="http://www.georgeandmindy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mindy&lt;/a&gt;) + Avocado Egg Rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Spicy Enchilada Casserole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Open Faced BBQ Sandwiches + Cream Cheese Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Waffles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Swedish Meatballs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - Leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mrs. worked out this way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; - Rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; - Cardio (30 min.) + Kettlebell (50 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; - Speed (1/2M WU + 5 Yasso 800M @ 7:30 pace + 3:30 recovery @ 12:00 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - 5M (9:25 pace) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Weights (55 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - 3.1M w/ Jogging Stroller (10:00 pace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; - 7M (9:40 pace) + Kettlebell (45 min.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making the best Nutella cookies I've ever had in my life (and sticking a spoon in the Nutella jar); a surprise + much-needed visit from my mom; Isaac taking his first step; and sleeping in until 7:45 on Saturday morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worst moments this week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to say "Sorry" one BILLION times for losing my cool and that fifth Yasso--ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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Click &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/08/smileabunch-photos-by-jen.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the most amazing family pictures ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-8873023198435830853?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/8873023198435830853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=8873023198435830853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8873023198435830853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/8873023198435830853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/08/updates-to-family-blog_26.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-1114792126021624060</id><published>2011-08-24T20:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T22:09:56.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food Feature:  Wicked Fluffy</title><content type='html'>Wait, hold on! Where are you going? I know you're excited to hear about our latest culinary adventure ... right? Tonight we are doing BFD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BFD=Breakfast For Dinner=My saving grace=Shows up weekly on the menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this recipe in college from a my friend's roommate. He made them to impress one of my roommates he had a serious crush on, and the happy by-product is my total bliss each time I make these. It is one of Kevin's all-time favorite meals. Sometimes, he makes these himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I made these wicked fluffy waffles extra special with a fruity wicked fluffy meringue filling stacked between the layers. For the love of YUM and FLUFF! (And please try to ignore the fact that my dinner looks like a layer cake.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%208%2023%202011/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2703.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%208%2023%202011/IMG_2703.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wicked Fluffy" Waffles&lt;br /&gt;*From the kitchen of Russ's mom*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 c. milk&lt;br /&gt;1 c. all-purpose flour (no substitutes)&lt;br /&gt;3 T. melted butter&lt;br /&gt;1 t. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;1/4 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs, separated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat and grease a waffle iron. In a medium bowl, combine milk, flour, butter, vanilla, egg yolks, and salt. Whisk until well-blended. In a standing mixer, beat egg whites until "wicked fluffy." Gently fold egg whites into batter and spoon onto preheated waffle iron. Serve immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit Meringue Filling&lt;br /&gt;*Adapted from Martha Stewart's 7 Minute Frosting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 egg whites&lt;br /&gt;1 c. plus 1 T. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 T. corn syrup&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. water&lt;br /&gt;1 c. pureed fruit of your choice (more or less, to your taste)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a standing mixer, beat egg whites until soft peaks form. Add 1 T. sugar and beat until fluffy but still soft. At the same time, dissolve sugar and corn syrup in water in a saucepan over medium heat, stirring constantly. When the mixture begins to boil, wash down the sides of the pan with a wet pastry brush and insert a candy thermometer. Heat syrup until it reaches 235 degrees and then remove from heat. Pour hot sugar syrup down the side of standing mixer bowl, beating egg whites on high for 7 minutes. Gently stir in fruit puree and serve between waffles. Store extra filling in an airtight container in the refrigerator up to one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-1114792126021624060?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/1114792126021624060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=1114792126021624060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1114792126021624060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/1114792126021624060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/08/food-feature-wicked-fluffy.html' title='Food Feature:  Wicked Fluffy'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp264/kalieraeann/Blog%208%2023%202011/th_IMG_2703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-3729753004086150061</id><published>2011-08-24T09:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T09:54:04.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates to &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/"&gt;the family blog&lt;/a&gt;. Click &lt;a href="http://kkchamberlain.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-oh-so-big.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read the individual post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-3729753004086150061?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/3729753004086150061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=3729753004086150061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3729753004086150061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/3729753004086150061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/08/updates-to-family-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369187868309647006.post-5054213365978370785</id><published>2011-08-24T07:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T07:21:07.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Dreaming?</title><content type='html'>It's official. I'm losing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be known that the following case cannot be corroborated by witnesses. It truly is a mystery. We present the facts in the hopes that you, alone, can interpret the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning, 7:00 AM&lt;br /&gt;Subject A (me) aroused from a dead sleep. "Whaaaaa time is it?"&lt;br /&gt;Subects B (the husband) and C (the baby). "Rise and shine, sleepy head!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject A confusedly wonders aloud why she is so dead tired. It is 7:00 AM, after all.&lt;br /&gt;Subject B helpfully explains. "Subject C was up quite a bit last night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject A pauses in her mid-morning oblations. "Really?"&lt;br /&gt;Subject B continues. "Subject C got up three times."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject A now very confused. She wracks her brain, remembering clearly the middle of the night call of mommy duty--yet only once. "Are you sure?"&lt;br /&gt;Subject B confirms. "I had to put Subject C back to bed for you because I couldn't wake you back up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject A sees this as extremely unlikely. "I think you might have dreamed that, hon."&lt;br /&gt;Subject B refuses to believe what must be the truth. "You honestly think I dreamed getting up and putting our kid back to sleep after I couldn't wake you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject A. "Do you honestly think I slept-walked into our child's room, got him out of bed, brought him back to bed with me, nursed him, and then fell asleep?"&lt;br /&gt;Subject B. "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;Subject A. "Impossible! I could not do all that in my sleep!"&lt;br /&gt;Subject B. "Nevertheless, that is what happened."&lt;br /&gt;Subject A. "I think you maybe dreamed that happened."&lt;br /&gt;Subject B. "I guess we'll never know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject C piping up, unwilling to enter the conversation minefield. "What is for breakfast? And is anyone going to change my diaper?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am absolutely puzzled! Yet, all this evidence clearly points to the fact that loss of sleep is slowly killing my brain cells one at a time, because I either A) cared for my baby in a state of total sleep or B) cannot prove it did not happen or C) Huh. I can't remember the third thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's official. Mommyhood is making me lose my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369187868309647006-5054213365978370785?l=themrswrites.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/feeds/5054213365978370785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369187868309647006&amp;postID=5054213365978370785&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5054213365978370785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369187868309647006/posts/default/5054213365978370785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themrswrites.blogspot.com/2011/08/am-i-dreaming.html' title='Am I Dreaming?'/><author><name>kalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04623557348066905659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19evOd9QnUo/TDUANCFNcJI/AAAAAAAABR4/SoFWPKBReTI/S220/Family+007+-+Copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
