<?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-3453210269735096042</id><updated>2011-07-28T21:13:33.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Smiths</title><subtitle type='html'>"From small things, Mama, Big things one day come"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-9079207366256158715</id><published>2010-08-12T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T09:15:25.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benny got married!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Morgan finally tied the knot last weekend! It was a beautiful ceremony &amp;amp; an extra fun weekend. We are so lucky to add such an awesome lady to our family. Thanks for taking Ben off our hands, Morgan.  Err, I mean, thanks for taking &lt;em&gt;care&lt;/em&gt; of Benny, Morgan! Here are some pics I stole from Claiborne. We love y'all!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504556841726583042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TGQdSH0PIQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/c2JiHpKJEV4/s320/B%26M1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504556098651817666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TGQcm3paBsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/N1_wSx2Xyts/s320/AllofUs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of Us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504556847144437426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TGQdSb_9BrI/AAAAAAAAAV8/-lTXguABLcE/s320/JHK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of &lt;em&gt;Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504554006043630082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TGQatEEvGgI/AAAAAAAAAU8/lKN5uKsBpGo/s320/J%26Sue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lookin' Good, Actin' Bad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-9079207366256158715?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/9079207366256158715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2010/08/benny-got-married.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/9079207366256158715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/9079207366256158715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2010/08/benny-got-married.html' title='Benny got married!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TGQdSH0PIQI/AAAAAAAAAV0/c2JiHpKJEV4/s72-c/B%26M1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-8919089933485837476</id><published>2010-07-23T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T11:01:57.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da Beach</title><content type='html'>(Bringing joy and entertainment to your lives two times in one week!? What are the chances?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were invited to the beach last week with my Aunt Sue, Uncle Kel, Uncle Stan, and Cousin Josh. It was Helen's first real beach trip, and I was a little nervous about how she would be. You see, the only other time she has been on the beach she ate the sand...and kept eating it like it tasted good. I mean, she even made that "Mmmmm" sound like it was chocolate or something. Weirdo. She was more excited about the waves this time than the sand, thank goodness. Anyway, it was so much fun getting to hang out with the fam, especially Josh since we have never really gotten to know each other. The guys played golf most days, and the girls played at the beach most days (with very minimal tar ball sightings). I even dragged Kev &amp;amp; H to the zoo one day. It was a really great &amp;amp; much needed vaca. Thanks for inviting us, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497159592192140562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEnVhh4-ZRI/AAAAAAAAATs/VrekA6jytqQ/s320/beach7.10.9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497160976759817970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEnWyHzohvI/AAAAAAAAAUM/xzh3f7Rp5go/s320/beach7.10.12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497160987903675602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEnWyxUiTNI/AAAAAAAAAUU/QkG-SwSBBE4/s320/beach7.10.15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497159596087994530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEnVhwZ0aKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/jklotgRYH-w/s320/beach7.10.10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497159585562072562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEnVhJMPlfI/AAAAAAAAATk/SomR8emAKNY/s320/beach7.10.4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497161201085961538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEnW_LfJ1UI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1AhpJJxjj5Q/s320/beach7.10.33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497161015804104818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEnW0ZQhEHI/AAAAAAAAAUs/uqAMOwp_kzg/s320/beach7.10.31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497161006065792018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEnWz0-uNBI/AAAAAAAAAUk/1BSEQtWXB_A/s320/beach7.10.30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-8919089933485837476?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8919089933485837476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2010/07/da-beach.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8919089933485837476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8919089933485837476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2010/07/da-beach.html' title='Da Beach'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEnVhh4-ZRI/AAAAAAAAATs/VrekA6jytqQ/s72-c/beach7.10.9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-6874563422115253530</id><published>2010-07-21T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T12:19:43.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The old, abandoned blog.</title><content type='html'>After numerous complaints from my fans, I am back to the blogging world. I am not going to give you my usual apologies for being absent. It is what it is. Let's call it a sabbatical. Look it up--it usually lasts a year, so consider yourself lucky! I kid. This will be good for me...so let's get on with it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot has happened and changed around the Smifft household since I last spoke with you in December. It was a lot colder then, according to my last entry. And we also had a kid that would stay in one spot when you put her there. Even better, she would be there when we got back. Ahh, the good old days! Since then Helen has gotten her sea legs, and she has gone for it...in a lot of ways. She can't be stopped, and she is starting to run from us when we try to do just that. Her hobbies these days are throwing things, climbing into the fireplace and laughing at us when we tell her to get down, running after Bob D (who is deathly afraid of her), and eating lots of peas (she's obsessed). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has a few words that she likes now. "Hey!" is still her all-time favorite. Like a true Southern belle, she stretches it out to as many syllables as possible. I'm blaming that on my husband, Boomhauer. She also likes "Uh-oh", and she says it everytime she throws something (see aforementioned hobbies). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as how Kevin &amp;amp; I have been...wait, you don't care about us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what H has been up to for the last 8 months. (I should be ashamed, you're right.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496426061745096738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEc6YcCECCI/AAAAAAAAASs/7OgKhUXzzQU/s320/1.17.10.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waving bye-bye to the blog - January 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496426520569509682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEc6zJSU9zI/AAAAAAAAAS8/jBArnwDZ3zg/s320/2.10.4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First Teef - February 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496426529609975522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEc6zq9vhuI/AAAAAAAAATE/Xz9KNqpeohI/s320/3.2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back when she still kinda just sat there - March 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496426539265672210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEc60O71xBI/AAAAAAAAATM/tjtLY-3US38/s320/4.10.bunny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bunny - April 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496426514129481442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEc6yxS57uI/AAAAAAAAAS0/39vMz3K9y3w/s320/1bday5.2.10.6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st B-day Party (Enter, Mullet.) - May 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496426543152169746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEc60dadAxI/AAAAAAAAATU/gONnY9AC8b0/s320/7.6.10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pokin' it out - July 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496426827720695122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEc7FBg4HVI/AAAAAAAAATc/P8jteXfxlg4/s320/beach7.10.33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With Daddy @ Zoo - July 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-6874563422115253530?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6874563422115253530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2010/07/old-abandoned-blog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/6874563422115253530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/6874563422115253530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2010/07/old-abandoned-blog.html' title='The old, abandoned blog.'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/TEc6YcCECCI/AAAAAAAAASs/7OgKhUXzzQU/s72-c/1.17.10.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-2617184901524456946</id><published>2009-12-04T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T07:12:21.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, it's cold outside!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that December is already here in full force. It has been freezing here lately, and Natchez is predicted to get 3 inches of snow tonight. Now I know how weather predictions go, but the fact that we're under a Winter Storm Watch is uncommon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swore that when I left Boston I never wanted to see snow again. It was fun for about the first year or two, then it continually got old. I can probably attribute that to the fact that my snow got shoveled for me the first few years. Shovelling snow--and I mean real snow, feet of snow, can't open the front door of the house snow--is not fun (unless you don't have to be anywhere anytime soon and you can enjoy a few toddy's with your pals in the midst). Makes it seem not so cold, and you don't even realize you're breaking your back.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank God for the deep South. I will sleep soundly tonight knowing that our 3 inches will probably melt before I open my eyes tomorrow morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, let me stop yapping so you can look at pics of the most important member of our family. Here's your favorite lady:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411397840791244722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sxklqlatj7I/AAAAAAAAASY/pf73nYr_IoE/s320/12.09Hat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411397850090148354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SxklrIDvkgI/AAAAAAAAASg/IkQ2nBdcDTs/s320/12.09Hat2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411397834025948162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SxklqMNvVAI/AAAAAAAAASI/Lfy_JQ3JibM/s320/12.09.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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If you don't know Kel, you're missing out.  He is very cool &amp;amp; very real.  He's one of those guys you just want to hang out with.  Ben &amp;amp; I are so lucky to have grown up with him &amp;amp; Sue a few doors down from us.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, you remember a few weeks ago when Dotti had a b-day, and I outed her for being a former Soul Train dancer??  Low &amp;amp; behold, old Kel also had some good times on the Soul Train, himself.  Hell, after watching his moves in this video, let's just call him the Conductor.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a bitchin' birthday, Kelly!  We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A64060' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=O5EhpX26KqRtVKzH&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=O5EhpX26KqRtVKzH&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=O5EhpX26KqRtVKzH&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Try JibJab Sendables® &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt; today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, how come you never wear that red tank top anymore??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-5045775942333949625?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5045775942333949625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/11/bitchin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/5045775942333949625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/5045775942333949625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/11/bitchin.html' title='Bitchin!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-8832952051182599016</id><published>2009-11-21T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T19:38:20.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a 7 month old.</title><content type='html'>Wow. Time really flies. Helen will be 7 months next week, and it really seems unbelievable. Girl is almost crawling, and definitely getting into everything. If she knows she is not supposed to have something, she nose-dives for it. And puts it in her mouth. Kevin &amp;amp; I are having a lot of fun with her, but I can tell we are going to be pretty busy when she really starts to crawl...and I don't even want to think about her walking. She is a very determined baby.  So, here are some pics of our big girl. She is now over 18 lbs &amp;amp; about 26 inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406758250418098978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Swip-4aVUyI/AAAAAAAAARo/5XXeU5w7Ajg/s320/11.09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406758266074008786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Swip_yu_jNI/AAAAAAAAASA/mz4-jdJgtU4/s320/11.09.7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406758255100032338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Swip_J2l9VI/AAAAAAAAARw/HmR5aDReZlc/s320/11.09.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406758263734168706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Swip_qBIbII/AAAAAAAAAR4/QrP1wcvsjrM/s320/11.09.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-8832952051182599016?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8832952051182599016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-7-month-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8832952051182599016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8832952051182599016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-7-month-old.html' title='I have a 7 month old.'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Swip-4aVUyI/AAAAAAAAARo/5XXeU5w7Ajg/s72-c/11.09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-5380792680140077677</id><published>2009-10-31T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T21:01:22.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween, etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had a very busy Halloween day. Since it was such a beautiful day, and he wanted to practice for a tournament next weekend, Kevin spent most of Saturday golfing. Helen and I went to Vicksburg to spend the day with Dotti &amp;amp; Jerry, and of course their dog, Sundae. Helen is her biggest fan! When we got home we went to the store to get some candy for potential Trick-or-Treaters. Mind you, last year we had one. Yeah, I mean ONE kid came to get candy. I was skeptical about this year, but I decided we better have some candy than none. Surprisingly, we had about 10 kids come by. I'm surprised any of them stuck around for candy, though, as our ferocious dog thinks even 6 year old kids are threatening our safety. Goo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398978439040984482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Su0GSQkH5aI/AAAAAAAAARg/etZXqWiI-Ns/s320/Halloween09.2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our little mouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398978437863021314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Su0GSMLRmwI/AAAAAAAAARY/6k_9pyznq9A/s320/Halloween09.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398978426917997554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Su0GRjZxy_I/AAAAAAAAARI/ELNJDYFWQAM/s320/H%26Sundae10.31.09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Helen &amp;amp; her best friend, Sundae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398978425789200722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Su0GRfMpuVI/AAAAAAAAARA/4yf35vwu19Y/s320/H%26Sun10.31.09.2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;If only Bob would love her so much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-5380792680140077677?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5380792680140077677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-etc.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/5380792680140077677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/5380792680140077677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-etc.html' title='Halloween, etc.'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Su0GSQkH5aI/AAAAAAAAARg/etZXqWiI-Ns/s72-c/Halloween09.2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-7741507075265891643</id><published>2009-10-29T08:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T09:56:24.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Momma</title><content type='html'>I'd like to give a shout out to my wonderful mother on the day after her birthday! Yesterday was Dotti's birthday, and we love her more today than yesterday(...err...mom, we definitely loved you on your b-day, but, you know, our love grows daily ;)&lt;br /&gt;In all sincerity, we love you Dot. My mother has been my rock for the past few years. She was there for me when I was Bridezilla &amp;amp; then when I was Pregzilla. She has seen me at my best and my worst (she braved the delivery room), and also everything in between. Yet, she loves me and forgives me still. What a strong role model I have had. A woman of faith and strength who raised two children with minimal assistance...something I cannot imagine. By her actions &amp;amp; words, Dotti has shown me what is important in life...family, loyalty, loving, and of course laughing (ever wonder where I get the wacky from?). I am so grateful to call her my mother, but I am even more grateful for my daughter to have such a wonderful woman to call grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;So, not only is this blog is dedicated to Dotti, I am also dedicating my musical selections to her. Yes, you heard right. For Dot's b-day week, I will be playing those soft rock hits of the 60's &amp;amp; 70's. (And you know I've got to throw in the classic "Dear Momma", by Tupac.)&lt;br /&gt;But before you start bumping the oldies in your cubicle, take a look at the clip below. For those of you who don't know, my mom used to moonlight on Soul Train back in the late 70's to make ends meet. 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Kind of.</title><content type='html'>I've got to start coming up with good excuses for my lack of blogging. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have had a lot more going on than usual around here, though. Two weekends ago we made a trip to Birmingham for our early anniversary celebration &amp;amp; to see The Allman Brothers &amp;amp; Widespread Panic. We had a great time, and got to spend it with Neil &amp;amp; Katie. Such a shame we have to travel 5 hours to see them! I don't have any pics to post from that trip...and no mom, it's not because we were on drugs. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last weekend was the Balloon Races here in Natchez. We had an awesome time, even though it was freezing! Helen came with us for most of the day &amp;amp; I think she slept on her daddy most of the time. She didn't miss much, only one balloon flew since it was so windy. I can remember being there and pregnant a year ago--can't believe I made it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some pics from the Balloon Fest &amp;amp; the Giants embarrassment the next day. Eli who? Anyway, during the game Oscar, who is &lt;em&gt;completely&lt;/em&gt; jealous of Helen, actually came up to her and licked her! Well, Helen was sitting on the floor and got so excited that she tipped over and hit her head. It felt like she cried for an hour! Got to take the good with the bad, I guess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394499690703293234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/St0c4y1TCzI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/VKJsTAsG8Uw/s320/Helen%26Ali10.09.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hanging with Ali.  Helen just stared at her the entire time.  I swear, she has seen children before!  Like every weekday of her life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394498677514483314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/St0b90aQtnI/AAAAAAAAAQo/jsL0AStfY6M/s320/BalloonRace09.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Too much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394498647994140194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/St0b8GcEBiI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/jMIAzcrz-UA/s320/1018093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Helen mocking Eli during the game.  Nail-biter?  Yeah, right!  Go Saints! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394498656040402930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/St0b8kacP_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/EyeM1QrDocY/s320/1018095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Right before the head injury...you can see Bob on his way lick her (you can also see Pepaw in his slippers back there).  I guess he was in a giving mood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394498666258776642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/St0b9KesQkI/AAAAAAAAAQg/_IxvfqJHJPQ/s320/1018099.jpg" /&gt; What an exhausting game!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-29766247507922529?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/29766247507922529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-ive-been-busy-kind-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/29766247507922529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/29766247507922529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-ive-been-busy-kind-of.html' title='Well, I&apos;ve been busy.  Kind of.'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/St0c4y1TCzI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/VKJsTAsG8Uw/s72-c/Helen%26Ali10.09.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-2487066215832226989</id><published>2009-09-25T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:11:37.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Girl</title><content type='html'>Kevin and I are really good about splitting baby duties 50/50, but lately I have had a lot going on, and I feel like he has been doing a lot more than me. Well, in my absence, Helen has become quite the Daddy's girl. She loves Kevin. I mean, she thinks I'm funny, but she thinks he is &lt;em&gt;hilarious&lt;/em&gt;! If they are sitting together on the couch and he is looking at his computer, she will just stare at him. Ha! I've got to come up with some new tricks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385577012665302754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sr1pwk5svuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/D2QQqpVioV0/s320/K%26H92509.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385577004038514818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sr1pwEw6aII/AAAAAAAAAQA/zlcDutyFQ3s/s320/J%26H9.25.09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385576998050037058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sr1pvudJfUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/mnjjIZnP8xU/s320/92509.6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385576987778754130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sr1pvIMSJlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/iRJalmeCoFE/s320/92509.4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-2487066215832226989?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2487066215832226989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/daddys-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2487066215832226989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2487066215832226989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/daddys-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Girl'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sr1pwk5svuI/AAAAAAAAAQI/D2QQqpVioV0/s72-c/K%26H92509.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-7456215009255516206</id><published>2009-09-20T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T13:32:46.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMTTT!</title><content type='html'>So on Saturday we took Helen to her first USM game. Kevin's whole family was going, so we figured it would be a great opportunity to take her (not to mention let her watch her Uncle Ben's school lose to the CUSA, since his favorite team is too scared to play us). We had a great time, although it was HOT. I mean H-O-T-T (you can tell by my nasty fro below). I don't think Helen fussed once, though. There were adults there fussing more than she did! (Myself included.) I even saw some of those crazy girls who wear heels to football games carrying on because of the muddy tailgating situation. If y'all ever see me in heels at a football game, call the cops 'cause I've been doing drugs. Okaaay!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed the entire game...the first time I think we've ever done that. Kevin and I agreed that if we can take her to a loud, crowded, burning up stadium, we can take that girl anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383649113479473858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SraQWExKasI/AAAAAAAAAPo/-pliugmEh0Q/s320/USM9.09.12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383649106869594210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SraQVsJPqGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/BG1uYsHxGcU/s320/USM9.09.9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383649095830686194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SraQVDBXSfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/_JkRE0HJ-TU/s320/USM9.09.3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383649089351178882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SraQUq4h2oI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/DrIBlxd4D0k/s320/USM9.09.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-7456215009255516206?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7456215009255516206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/smttt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7456215009255516206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7456215009255516206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/smttt.html' title='SMTTT!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SraQWExKasI/AAAAAAAAAPo/-pliugmEh0Q/s72-c/USM9.09.12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-2973887870866739133</id><published>2009-09-18T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:21:22.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Well, after trying a few types of fruits &amp;amp; veggies, we've finally got a winner. Helen loves sweet potatoes! &lt;em&gt;I hate sweet potatoes!&lt;/em&gt; With all the foods we've tried so far, she has just kind of been like whatever. She always pulled the spoon into her mouth, but I think it was just to gnaw on it. With the sweet potatoes, girl was going to town. Thank goodness. I thought I was doing something wrong for awhile there. Especially because everyday at daycare the ladies say, "She is such a good eater!" :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382993514143110146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SrQ8FK67VAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/QGWIB02r0MM/s320/sweetpotato2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382992105998640658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SrQ6zNLH5hI/AAAAAAAAAPA/T8Rc6NQkSRw/s320/sweetpotato3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382992093409759762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SrQ6yeRs0hI/AAAAAAAAAOw/IJzwXqiOFzA/s320/sweetpotato.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-2973887870866739133?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2973887870866739133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2973887870866739133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2973887870866739133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SrQ8FK67VAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/QGWIB02r0MM/s72-c/sweetpotato2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-2834001449925372297</id><published>2009-09-16T15:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:11:30.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SrFibU_abTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/d8nndrP7ii0/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382191251315125554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SrFibU_abTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/d8nndrP7ii0/s320/Picture+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SrFia7tJ9SI/AAAAAAAAAOg/mV8Ps1Fxa_U/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382191244527662370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SrFia7tJ9SI/AAAAAAAAAOg/mV8Ps1Fxa_U/s320/Picture+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SrFiabii4wI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9WzOuIOEN2w/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382191235893224194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SrFiabii4wI/AAAAAAAAAOY/9WzOuIOEN2w/s320/Picture+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-2834001449925372297?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2834001449925372297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2834001449925372297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2834001449925372297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SrFibU_abTI/AAAAAAAAAOo/d8nndrP7ii0/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-6668268301868071288</id><published>2009-09-13T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T11:31:47.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a blog slacker, but at least I have a cute baby!</title><content type='html'>I know, I have been away too long...again. My apologies. Especially to my mother (the only one who cares!) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we have been doing a lot lately. Helen is now 4 1/2 months old, and getting bigger by the second! At her 4 month appointment she weighed in at 15.3 lbs and just about 25 inches long. (Her head is also in the 90% percentile...Kevin was so proud.) About a week after that we started her on cereal. Yeah, she hates it. I can't blame her, have any of you tasted that stuff? Terrible. I have let the daycare ladies take over that duty, since she seems to eat it better in the late mornings. She is loving tummy time these days, and also wants to sit up all the time, too. She's not a little baby anymore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some recent pics that I owe you.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381013914282974514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sq0zpSxFXTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lUixIKOzY3I/s320/Picture+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381013908657592802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sq0zo9z42eI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QfoHq_LAvRc/s320/Picture+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381013897599838578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sq0zoUng6XI/AAAAAAAAAOA/FhbpHuHIdXg/s320/Cereal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381013883494138818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sq0zngEdA8I/AAAAAAAAANw/2cRsVT0oZlY/s320/8.29.09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381013888108717298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sq0znxQp5PI/AAAAAAAAAN4/o2CAAmAtSw4/s320/exer8.29.09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-6668268301868071288?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6668268301868071288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-blog-slacker-but-at-least-i-have.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/6668268301868071288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/6668268301868071288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-blog-slacker-but-at-least-i-have.html' title='I&apos;m a blog slacker, but at least I have a cute baby!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sq0zpSxFXTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lUixIKOzY3I/s72-c/Picture+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-4430188650091966760</id><published>2009-08-27T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:46:02.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run, don't walk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know, I know, I'm one to talk. When I go to Walmart, most of the time I look like I just woke up. And most of the time I did. I am always walking in with my greasy hair in a ponytail, pajama pants dragging, and sunglasses still on hoping that no one calls out my name. But seriously, we all know there are some fugly people that shop there, not to mention the weirdos. Well, we finally have a website that has captured these rare beauties who love a bargain. Visit this site NOW: &lt;a href="http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/"&gt;http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374731465264355506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SpbhyoYyWLI/AAAAAAAAANo/ig07ncBHU_U/s320/9.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ride'em Cowboy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-4430188650091966760?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4430188650091966760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/08/run-dont-walk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/4430188650091966760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/4430188650091966760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/08/run-dont-walk.html' title='Run, don&apos;t walk...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SpbhyoYyWLI/AAAAAAAAANo/ig07ncBHU_U/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-2143443579400298778</id><published>2009-08-25T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:42:34.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sad day...</title><content type='html'>It looks like we've really reached the end of the rainbow. There are reports that after 26 years, PBS' Reading Rainbow will be off-air starting this week. The show stopped production a few years ago, but they were showing the old episodes on PBS. But PBS' contract with the show expires on Friday and they aren't renewing it. This means LeVar Burton will no longer be there to gently stroke our soul by reading a story about a flying pony or a happy mushroom. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And Reading Rainbow will go down in history for having one of the top 10 theme song of all-time. Watch their trippy intro below and try to tell me that it didn't take you higher for a quick second. You can thank Reading Rainbow for getting you buzzed for the first time. It will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c6j8EiWIVZs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c6j8EiWIVZs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-2143443579400298778?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2143443579400298778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/08/sad-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2143443579400298778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2143443579400298778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/08/sad-day.html' title='A sad day...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-6379313492812848575</id><published>2009-08-13T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T07:54:40.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I had to move...really had to move!</title><content type='html'>For those of you wondering, yes, I can find a Grateful Dead lyric to be a title for any blog post. Here's my little Helen on the move! Not so graceful yet, but you get the picture. When she lays down on the floor now, she &lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt; to roll over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eba9d57f29f3897a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deba9d57f29f3897a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329887527%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32F624D09C07DF10E9413475ECFA828A7871F827.428C5E123B1C48793F2300A18F3397914A524E64%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deba9d57f29f3897a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX5Glq67HCOq7lzXzhqeq2vIC1ls&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deba9d57f29f3897a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329887527%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32F624D09C07DF10E9413475ECFA828A7871F827.428C5E123B1C48793F2300A18F3397914A524E64%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deba9d57f29f3897a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX5Glq67HCOq7lzXzhqeq2vIC1ls&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-6379313492812848575?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=eba9d57f29f3897a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6379313492812848575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-had-to-movereally-had-to-move.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/6379313492812848575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/6379313492812848575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-had-to-movereally-had-to-move.html' title='I had to move...really had to move!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-8658291131245872187</id><published>2009-08-12T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:05:25.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The wheel is turning and you can't slow down...</title><content type='html'>Lots of people have told me in the last few months to cherish this time with Helen because she won’t be this little long. Well, they were right! In the last few weeks she has really seemed to be growing fast! She can now sit up with her head straight in her Bumbo seat, push up on her arms during tummy time (she hates it, but she does it), and roll over! Yes, my little baby rolls over! I think she is getting some teeth in too, due to the sudden drooling and finger-biting. I have even caught myself in conversations about her saying “when Helen was little…” Ha! It just seems to have happened so fast, pretty soon she’ll be fixing me a drink! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while I am really excited (and a little sad, too) about all of these milestones, it makes me want to spend all my time with her! The day after she rolled over I went into her daycare and bragged to the ladies about it. Yeah, this was old news to them, apparently. She had been doing it for days! Ugh. As much as I want to stay home with her, I am reminded that my working is providing her with a better life. That thought gets me through it.&lt;br /&gt;So, here are some gems from our afternoons together. Enjoy! (She’s getting so big!) &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369185105469099842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SoMtaADNz0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/6JWOEFA4OuI/s320/Twinkies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Twinkies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369185124199377298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SoMtbF03KZI/AAAAAAAAANg/y49KJI4en_s/s320/BurpCloth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She loves those damn cloth diaper things that we use as burp cloths...won't go anywhere without one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369185118225519922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SoMtavklVTI/AAAAAAAAANY/5WrrzRBmwzc/s320/Bumbo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Helen and her monkey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-8658291131245872187?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8658291131245872187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/08/wheel-is-turning-and-you-cant-slow-down.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8658291131245872187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8658291131245872187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/08/wheel-is-turning-and-you-cant-slow-down.html' title='The wheel is turning and you can&apos;t slow down...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SoMtaADNz0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/6JWOEFA4OuI/s72-c/Twinkies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-2058143152210908697</id><published>2009-07-31T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T11:30:19.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I could "Yearbook" myself all day long!</title><content type='html'>For those of you who haven't gone, go now to &lt;a href="http://www.yearbookyourself.com/"&gt;http://www.yearbookyourself.com/&lt;/a&gt; and see what you would've looked like in 1976. Laughs. Lots of laughs.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364682847844179074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SnMuoHZiHII/AAAAAAAAAMo/JCVa7qc5h6Y/s320/YearbookYourself_1984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Circa 1984&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364682861749996866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SnMuo7M8DUI/AAAAAAAAANI/k3FbLPWIFzw/s320/YearbookYourself_1952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Channeling my Grandmother&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364682855027889746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SnMuoiKQ1lI/AAAAAAAAANA/L0mdMlTuc7Y/s320/YearbookYourself_1966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And here I am as my mother's yearbook picture...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364682850666781202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SnMuoR6fmhI/AAAAAAAAAM4/DV4znC4DrIk/s320/YearbookYourself_1976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And in the mid-70's...looks kind of familiar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364682847304507282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SnMuoFY3X5I/AAAAAAAAAMw/VETHRDWN_70/s320/YearbookYourself_1978.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-2058143152210908697?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2058143152210908697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-could-yearbook-myself-all-day-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2058143152210908697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2058143152210908697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-could-yearbook-myself-all-day-long.html' title='I could &quot;Yearbook&quot; myself all day long!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SnMuoHZiHII/AAAAAAAAAMo/JCVa7qc5h6Y/s72-c/YearbookYourself_1984.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-8794850934136608865</id><published>2009-07-11T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:10:51.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Your husband might as well have given birth to that girl!"</title><content type='html'>Yep, Helen still looks exactly like a Smith. Even the daycare ladies think so (see above quote). On that note, daycare is going really great. Helen seems to enjoy herself, and the ladies think she's a sweetie. Here are a few pics of our photoshoot today. I know I am biased, but girl is cute! Even if she doesn't look like me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357281439699611842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SljjFdcWsMI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AFYlJDJafYA/s320/7.11.16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357278539509815362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SljgcpZOWEI/AAAAAAAAAMI/EaRZ7p_mCpQ/s320/7.11.27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357278543462668178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sljgc4HqF5I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DiuYq4SSDw8/s320/7.11.43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-8794850934136608865?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8794850934136608865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-husband-might-as-well-have-given.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8794850934136608865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8794850934136608865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-husband-might-as-well-have-given.html' title='&quot;Your husband might as well have given birth to that girl!&quot;'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SljjFdcWsMI/AAAAAAAAAMg/AFYlJDJafYA/s72-c/7.11.16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-3770813118998012156</id><published>2009-07-03T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:10:47.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shots?  We ain't scared of no stinkin' shots!</title><content type='html'>Helen had her 2 month doc appointment yesterday. I was sweating it, of course, because my baby had to get 3 shots! I was prepared for the worst...it was like I was the one getting them. I hate shots, needles, etc. You've all heard my birth story... Another classic is when I broke my arm at a skating party when I was in the 2nd grade. Well, my mom was out of town, so they just took me to the emergency room on a Saturday morning and the doctor on call set my arm. When we went to the orthoped the next week to get the cast, he discovered that my arm had been set wrong. He was going to have to re-break it. Yeah, I hated shots so much that I refused the anesthesia and he just grabbed my forearm with both hands and twisted. Yeah, I hate shots. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;As far as everything else, she weighs 12.1 lbs and is about 23 inches long.  She is above average in length &amp;amp; weight...and yes, her head size is above average, too. Thanks, Kevin! The nurse actually measured her head, and then had to come in the room to measure it &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; because she thought she had made a mistake!! Wow.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my girl Helen was a trooper! They gave her three shots in her thighs, and she might as well have slept through them. She gave out one wail and then went back to sleep. No kidding. Here she is chilling out on her jungle mat sporting her tweetybird band aids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354295547901677394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sk5Hbrsij1I/AAAAAAAAALg/uh2se88ZQsY/s320/Bandaids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Helen with her monkey&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354295555518043746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sk5HcIEbFmI/AAAAAAAAALo/MRvvGY56k1o/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354295566581555714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sk5HcxSK4gI/AAAAAAAAAL4/fpzJsfSixWQ/s320/OBD+%26+H+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;H &amp;amp; her bodyguard&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354295557667542962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sk5HcQE517I/AAAAAAAAALw/7c91QHCeues/s320/OBD+%26+H.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They love each other...so far&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-3770813118998012156?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3770813118998012156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/shots-we-aint-scared-of-no-stinkin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/3770813118998012156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/3770813118998012156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/07/shots-we-aint-scared-of-no-stinkin.html' title='Shots?  We ain&apos;t scared of no stinkin&apos; shots!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sk5Hbrsij1I/AAAAAAAAALg/uh2se88ZQsY/s72-c/Bandaids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-4190093049611684077</id><published>2009-06-26T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:11:40.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Um, at least we don't live in Louisiana??</title><content type='html'>Feast your eyes on this gem from the Louisiana House of Representatives. Yeah, I can't believe this happened in real life either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0PCQYalZU8&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0PCQYalZU8&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-4190093049611684077?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4190093049611684077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/um-at-least-we-dont-live-in-louisiana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/4190093049611684077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/4190093049611684077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/um-at-least-we-dont-live-in-louisiana.html' title='Um, at least we don&apos;t live in Louisiana??'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-59379969762341805</id><published>2009-06-21T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T12:13:35.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day to my Baby Daddy</title><content type='html'>Here's a shout out to Kev on his first Father's Day!  You're the best, and I really couldn't do it without you!  I've attached a little video H put together for you.  We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A64060' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=jTtlPECRMZf6CopS&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=jTtlPECRMZf6CopS&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=jTtlPECRMZf6CopS&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Try JibJab Sendables® &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt; today!&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/3453210269735096042-59379969762341805?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/59379969762341805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-to-my-baby-daddy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/59379969762341805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/59379969762341805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-to-my-baby-daddy.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day to my Baby Daddy'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-7849188108980901433</id><published>2009-06-17T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:02:10.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Machines, New Routines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't believe that it is already that time. Work time. For all you working mothers...how in the hell did you go back to work after having the baby?? I have been dreading work for weeks...not necessarily because I don't like my job, although it is stressful sometimes, but because Helen has to go to daycare. Daycare. Daycare with caregivers I don't know. I can barely leave the girl with my mother without calling every hour, and I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; trust my mother! How am I going to handle daycare??? Any advice/support would be greatly appreciated. She just seems too young for this (she'll be 9 weeks when she starts). I've already told Kevin we're not having another until I can stay home...he replied that we will probably not be having another then. Ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348372049912711474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sjk8CuGsyTI/AAAAAAAAALY/ql18zhSs8-U/s320/6.16HDS.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;7 weeks, 11 lbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-7849188108980901433?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7849188108980901433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-machines-new-routines.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7849188108980901433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7849188108980901433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-machines-new-routines.html' title='Time Machines, New Routines'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sjk8CuGsyTI/AAAAAAAAALY/ql18zhSs8-U/s72-c/6.16HDS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-7555838943991054725</id><published>2009-06-13T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T14:23:52.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word To Ya Motha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SjQYwkfrWBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VLtWH-Z8a2g/s1600-h/Word.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346925880304949266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SjQYwkfrWBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VLtWH-Z8a2g/s320/Word.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-7555838943991054725?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7555838943991054725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/word-to-ya-motha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7555838943991054725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7555838943991054725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/word-to-ya-motha.html' title='Word To Ya Motha'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SjQYwkfrWBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VLtWH-Z8a2g/s72-c/Word.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-7595827036616369522</id><published>2009-06-11T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T10:57:26.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 weeks old!</title><content type='html'>It's so hard to believe that Helen made her debut 6 weeks ago. Wow. Things have defintiely changed, and girl is getting so big! The first few weeks were rough going...no sleep at all. Things are much easier now (don't get me wrong, it's definitely not easy--just easier), and Kevin and I are getting into the groove of having a baby.  Although, I think for both of us it's still kind of surreal.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, H is finally starting to smile some when she's awake &amp;amp; she's always talking to us. Here are some pics of her today right before she pooped all over herself.  Oh, the joys of babyhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346129247544113906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SjFEOcMxevI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fE6RZUm7o8M/s320/6.10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346129252834086386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SjFEOv6ADfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ucixKkSYk34/s320/HDS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346129255512804770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SjFEO54qDaI/AAAAAAAAALA/XUTuyDAS7rE/s320/yawn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346129261214957762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SjFEPPIKAMI/AAAAAAAAALI/dOldA9CXTGE/s320/Sleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-7595827036616369522?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7595827036616369522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/6-weeks-old.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7595827036616369522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7595827036616369522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/6-weeks-old.html' title='6 weeks old!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SjFEOcMxevI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fE6RZUm7o8M/s72-c/6.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-7257249034685126057</id><published>2009-06-09T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:26:36.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Live for yourself and you will live in vain; live for others, you will live again."</title><content type='html'>I have been struggling this week and last on just how to get this out. Last week my best friend's mother passed away. We're talking about a woman so full of life and joy, so eager to get to know you, and make you feel special. One of the best storytellers, and a hell of a chef. Best of all, she loved my blog. ;-) I feel blessed to have known Candee for 15 years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so hard to understand why things like this happen, but I feel like you have to know that for this to happen to such a special person, that there had to be some sort of reason. Until we figure out what that reason was...let's celebrate her life &amp;amp; learn from her ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love and be loved. Let people know how you feel about them. Take care of your family and friends. Live for others!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345348999427622370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Si5-mBdfheI/AAAAAAAAAKo/sa6x5IFNZLs/s320/June_2009_007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-7257249034685126057?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7257249034685126057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/live-for-yourself-and-you-will-live-in.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7257249034685126057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7257249034685126057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/06/live-for-yourself-and-you-will-live-in.html' title='&quot;Live for yourself and you will live in vain; live for others, you will live again.&quot;'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Si5-mBdfheI/AAAAAAAAAKo/sa6x5IFNZLs/s72-c/June_2009_007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-2494055634775259801</id><published>2009-05-25T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:29:40.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep...A Vague Memory...</title><content type='html'>You know, everyone has these pictures of their husbands cuddled up on the couch sleeping with their newborns. I've always thought, "Awwww! How sweet! They fell asleep on the couch together!" Well, little did I know how this all comes about...the pure exhaustion that causes this...the need to just get some sleep by any means necessary! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339861123714868450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Shr_ZnTxZOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mGzWlxVnDjw/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-2494055634775259801?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2494055634775259801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleepa-vague-memory.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2494055634775259801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2494055634775259801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/sleepa-vague-memory.html' title='Sleep...A Vague Memory...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Shr_ZnTxZOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/mGzWlxVnDjw/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-4787362505777924897</id><published>2009-05-23T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T11:42:25.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Your Kindness, I'm in Debt to You</title><content type='html'>So, back when I got tired of Mississippi, I moved to Boston and took a job at Perkins School for the Blind. Perkins is the largest school for the blind and developmentally disabled in the country. (Helen Keller attended their deaf-blind program.) I just found the job on the internet, applied, had a phone interview, and moved on up! I started off as a program aide and ended up as an assistant house parent at the end of my stay.  Yeah, it was scary, but honestly, I didn't even think about it. It turned out to be one of the best moves of my life. It is such a special place and serves such special people. The kids, my co-workers, and the whole experience there taught me more than I could have ever learned anywhere else at that time in my life. Needless to say, I also made some of the best friends there that I will ever have.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, being the largest school for this specialty, they have a &lt;em&gt;lot&lt;/em&gt; of resources. I've posted some videos from earlier this month at their Possibilities Gala where Natalie Merchant sang with the kids. I've been gone for too long because I only recognize a handful of them, but just watching these videos takes me back. I could go on and on, but these kids are some of the most talented I have ever heard sing or play an instrument. 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We love you and hope you have a great day!  I've attached a birthday wish from your look-a-like below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A64060' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=kNQcHAxz3LIrumz5&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=kNQcHAxz3LIrumz5&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=kNQcHAxz3LIrumz5&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Try JibJab Sendables® &lt;a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards'&gt;eCards&lt;/a&gt; today!&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/3453210269735096042-8328754024309019669?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8328754024309019669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-b-day-benny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8328754024309019669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8328754024309019669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-b-day-benny.html' title='Happy B-day, Benny!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-8476805827395519466</id><published>2009-05-19T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:50:39.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You better work it girl!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Helen has her first photo shoot with our friend, and awesome photographer, Jeanelle. (You can see her blog, "Gabby Grace", in my list on the right.) Here are some "sneak peek" pics of our little covergirl. Everytime I am battling a screaming little girl I will think of these peaceful photos and remember how sweet she was ;)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337655511626188770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/ShMpaF_ih-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/TAOxPdqH1QA/s320/helen2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337655512618702066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/ShMpaJsLFPI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/UN4zfzJyg-s/s320/helen1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-8476805827395519466?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8476805827395519466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-better-work-it-girl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8476805827395519466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8476805827395519466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-better-work-it-girl.html' title='You better work it girl!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/ShMpaF_ih-I/AAAAAAAAAKY/TAOxPdqH1QA/s72-c/helen2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-8028497775630474776</id><published>2009-05-14T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:34:26.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're baaaack!</title><content type='html'>I know, I have been neglecting the blog and all you blog stalkers lately! But I have a damn good excuse. Helen finally decided to make her arrival 2 days late. She was due on the 28th, and I was induced and she popped out on the 30th. I know the birth story might be too much info for some of you, but I, personally, am always curious about what happens during births, and I also want to write this down to remind myself that I actually did this. Yes, I &lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt; popped a baby out. Still unbelievable to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I went for my 40 week doctor appointment on April 29th, and I had progressed to about 2 cm dilated, and I was getting pretty cranky...as you can all imagine. My doc gave me the option of being induced the next day or the next week, and of course, I chose the next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On April 30th, we showed up at the hospital at 5am to get the show on the road. I got checked in, and went up to our room. I don't think I have ever been that nervous! The day started off with a bang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not the bravest person when it comes to needles and things, but I have come a long way, and thought it would be no big deal. After all, I was going to experience far worse that day, right? Well, of course I got the most incompetent nurse from the night shift to put in my IV. Ugghhh...I still have the bruise on my forearm where she "blew my vein". And to make it worse, she actually said "Oooh, I just blew your vein" when she did it. Are you kidding me? Anyway, after a few tries, and me already crying hysterically to Kevin, she finally got the IV in my hand. At that point, I was thinking...if I can't take an IV how the hell am I going to have a baby??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, after that, they began the pitocin. For those of you who haven't had a baby or been induced, it's the drug they use to start your labor. Because it's a "chemical labor" as opposed to going into labor naturally, the contractions are more intense and closer together than natural. Contractions are no joke to begin with, but with this drug...ugh, they were pretty uncomfortable. My doctor finally showed up and broke my water. OUCH! I won't go into it, but it hurts. After your water is broken contractions get more intense on their own, despite the pitocin. So, I opted to get the epidural when I was just between 2 and 3 cm dilated. I think the "usual" time to get it is at 4 cm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you, this epidural is no joke either. Of course, the worst possible scenario happened to me...the girl who is afraid of needles in the first place and cried through the IV insertion! Ha! Apparently, the bones in my spinal cord are extremely close together, making sticking the epidural needle &amp;amp; catheter in all the more difficult. They had to stick me 4 times to get the damn thing in. Yes, 4 TIMES! This resulted in me getting a "wet tap" where your spinal fluid begins to leak and you get a headache worse than a migraine. Pretty unpleasant, but I have to say, I know I couldn't have given birth without the epidural. It turned out to be a lifesaver, wet tap or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I got medicated, things started to go pretty quickly. My doctor checked me a little bit later and I was already 6 cm dilated, and an hour later I was 9 cm, then 10cm about 30 minutes after that. Then the scary part begins...they told me to push! I was so nervous...just because I really didn't know what to expect. Plus, with the epidural, you really can't feel where you're pushing or if you're even doing it right. I was, I guess, because 45 minutes later, I had a baby girl in my arms. (I attribute 45 minutes of pushing to walking religiously, ladies. I was by no means in great shape, but I really did walk about 1.5 to 2 miles a day.) But, and this was the worst part, to get her out, the 2 nurses in my room got on top of me, literally, and pushed her down in my stomach. I really thought they were going to break my ribs! I will give them a shout out, though, after that terrible night shift nurse left, I got the BEST nurses ever. I couldn't have done it without them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's our story. The day had a few hiccups, but it was all worth it. Even pregnancy was worth it!! I can't believe it is all over and Helen is 2 weeks old today. She is doing great, and we love her to death!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335748462290080098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sgxi9NmjEWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/d5pLHtR57Xo/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335748456794854882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sgxi85IYleI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/evC5D2s4KP0/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335748452597464738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sgxi8pfpfqI/AAAAAAAAAJw/gsSx4631u58/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335748465762301170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sgxi9aiY9PI/AAAAAAAAAKI/X-SQd11U0z0/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335748447783469634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sgxi8Xj5wkI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MIW5lXtk6UQ/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-8028497775630474776?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8028497775630474776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-were-baaaack.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8028497775630474776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8028497775630474776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-were-baaaack.html' title='And we&apos;re baaaack!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sgxi9NmjEWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/d5pLHtR57Xo/s72-c/Picture+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-3602257558487328140</id><published>2009-05-09T13:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:00:21.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helen Dean Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SgXuqZhAW8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ADfWmBvonKs/s1600-h/Helen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333931745861458882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SgXuqZhAW8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ADfWmBvonKs/s320/Helen1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Born April 30, 2009 at 2:29 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 lbs, 8 oz and 20 inches long&lt;br /&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/3453210269735096042-3602257558487328140?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3602257558487328140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/helen-dean-smith.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/3602257558487328140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/3602257558487328140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/05/helen-dean-smith.html' title='Helen Dean Smith'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SgXuqZhAW8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ADfWmBvonKs/s72-c/Helen1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-8878623959046280982</id><published>2009-04-28T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T08:14:25.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...wasn't there something I was supposed to do today??</title><content type='html'>April 28th, &lt;em&gt;April 28th&lt;/em&gt;.....what was it??? Oh right, today is the day I was supposed to birth my baby!!! It's all coming back to me now. I had &lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Well, ladies &amp;amp; gentlemen...no sign of labor. Not even the slightest peep. I go back to the doctor tomorrow morning, and I'll keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329760654533906962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SfcdE7dY0hI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KwaVmZ6lNSk/s320/lka0058l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-8878623959046280982?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8878623959046280982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmmmwasnt-there-something-i-was.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8878623959046280982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8878623959046280982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmmmwasnt-there-something-i-was.html' title='Hmmm...wasn&apos;t there something I was supposed to do today??'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SfcdE7dY0hI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KwaVmZ6lNSk/s72-c/lka0058l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-2637816167712276926</id><published>2009-04-21T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T11:41:35.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't stop yellin', cause that's how I talk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Se3YCRvNb-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xZCRNadrCIo/s1600-h/samuel-l-jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327151467881918434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Se3YCRvNb-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xZCRNadrCIo/s320/samuel-l-jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Let's face it: Samuel L. Jackson is funny...whether he wants to be or not. If you have ever seen Dave Chappelle impersonating him (above), he always makes fun of the way Samuel cannot stop himself from yelling...whether he needs to be or not. That's another clip for another day, though.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ever since that movie, "Snakes on a Plane" came out with him in it, Kevin and I, and I am positive most of you, love to make fun of his line, &lt;em&gt;"I have had it with these MF snakes on this MF plane!!" &lt;/em&gt;Well, we were all lucky enough for "Snakes on a Plane" to come on Fox this weekend, and man, did they do a GREAT job of making the famous line a little more kid &amp;amp; parent friendly. They should do this to all movies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4t6zNZ-b0A&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4t6zNZ-b0A&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-2637816167712276926?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2637816167712276926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-stop-yellin-thats-how-i-talk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2637816167712276926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2637816167712276926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-stop-yellin-thats-how-i-talk.html' title='I can&apos;t stop yellin&apos;, cause that&apos;s how I talk!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Se3YCRvNb-I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xZCRNadrCIo/s72-c/samuel-l-jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-4543332362842165082</id><published>2009-04-20T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:11:21.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more people should be pullin' their weight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, this past weekend was a Vicksburg weekend. I went up to the Burg to visit with my mother and go to the Riverfest flea market to support a vendor that I had been dying to see. She makes these really sweet dresses from antique fabrics like tablecloths, napkins, pillowcases, etc. They are really cute &amp;amp; one of a kind, so I slipped on my extra-supportive tennis shoes and braved the port-o-pottys. I hope Helen likes to wear dresses, cause girl got some!&lt;br /&gt;After we hit the flea market, my mom, aunt, and I went to Rusty's for lunch. I hadn't been there in awhile, and was excited for some good food (nothing unusual about that these days). Anyway, we're sitting in the corner, watching a homeless woman smoke a cigar and have a chat with herself outside our window, when who should walk in, but the musical "headliner" for Riverfest...Aaron Tippin. What?? You've never heard of Aaron Tippin?? Impossible, but allow me to refresh your memory with this little gold nugget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:55221" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="dist=http://www.cmt.com&amp;amp;orig=&amp;amp;vmoid=" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-4543332362842165082?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4543332362842165082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/few-more-people-should-be-pullin-their.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/4543332362842165082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/4543332362842165082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/few-more-people-should-be-pullin-their.html' title='A few more people should be pullin&apos; their weight...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-1690077250068137764</id><published>2009-04-15T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:11:48.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Weeks And Counting!</title><content type='html'>I know, I have been away for too long! Thanks to all of you requesting a blog entry. Seriously, though, nothing has been going on that I would consider blog-worthy lately. Still pregnant, still playing the waiting game, still having people ask me if I'm &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; pregnant. Yes, I'm still pregnant. I had my 38 week appointment today, and everything is coming together.  I am progressing slowly but surely (I'll spare you the details). Yes, I have a laundry list of complaints, but I am focusing on being &lt;em&gt;positive&lt;/em&gt;.  Only (officially) two more weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some new pics of Helen's room. The only thing left to do is get some art on the walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325037201134782706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SeZVHwVhCPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/FCstXtwc5po/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325037208842212466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SeZVINDHFHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/PQYulxmI8M8/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325037221583354098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SeZVI8g1ePI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Xpy7jAGjB4c/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325037213975804930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SeZVIgLDfAI/AAAAAAAAAJA/L57zMQDOZCs/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325037210697620642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SeZVIT9eXKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vw8YN8yVj6E/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-1690077250068137764?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1690077250068137764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-weeks-and-counting.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/1690077250068137764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/1690077250068137764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-weeks-and-counting.html' title='2 Weeks And Counting!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SeZVHwVhCPI/AAAAAAAAAIo/FCstXtwc5po/s72-c/Picture+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-1269300878170827347</id><published>2009-04-05T18:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:01:23.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a party in my pants...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;And Freddie Mercury has taken the stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d-xVb1qsPCw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d-xVb1qsPCw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Methinks Helen has decided to introduce her (big?) head to my pelvic bone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-1269300878170827347?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1269300878170827347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/theres-party-in-my-pants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/1269300878170827347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/1269300878170827347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/theres-party-in-my-pants.html' title='There&apos;s a party in my pants...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-8983446069697926876</id><published>2009-04-01T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:32:13.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you there God?</title><content type='html'>It's me, Jessie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319812511138805218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SdPFSxYbdeI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QnL0NCqGN9Y/s320/CANKLES.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*My mother actually asked me if those were my feet in the above pic. Grrr... As much as it feels like it, no, mom, not my actual cankles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We had our 36 week appointment today with the doctor. I actually got Kevin to come with me! Poor thing, this was the worst one so far...the first week that the doctor checks for cervix effacement and dilation (he also does some other nasty things that I won't get into). I've been told this doesn't hurt...well, IT DOES. And don't let them tell you different, ladies. Anyway, turns out I am about 90% effaced and 1cm dilated. Needless to say, not enough for this baby to come out tomorrow. The doc could feel her head way down low, though, so that's good. We're almost there! (Oh, please, please let us almost be there...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-8983446069697926876?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8983446069697926876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/are-you-there-god.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8983446069697926876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8983446069697926876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/04/are-you-there-god.html' title='Are you there God?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SdPFSxYbdeI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QnL0NCqGN9Y/s72-c/CANKLES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-1404192700833262073</id><published>2009-03-26T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T11:43:55.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends with Pregzilla</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;*"Pregzilla" is my brother's new nickname for me. I can't wait til you have a preggo wife, Benny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of you, well, let's go ahead and say all of you, have better things to do on a Saturday night than sit at home and watch Saturday Night Live. (Honey, you're a trooper!) Anyway, being pregnant has me laid up on the couch most Saturday nights watching, what else?, SNL. Believe it or not, they have actually been semi-funny these days. A few weekends ago they had Tracy Morgan hosting, and he did a lot of his old funny stuff. (Astronaut Jones, anyone?) Well, they have a new recurring skit that is my fave...MacGruber. It's a hilarious spin-off of MacGyver--as if MacGyver isn't hilarious enough in itself. Since most of you have places to go and beer to drink on Saturdays, here is a clip. Again, you can thank me later for this little gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/avjOMdl70MA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/avjOMdl70MA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-1404192700833262073?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1404192700833262073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekends-with-pregzilla.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/1404192700833262073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/1404192700833262073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekends-with-pregzilla.html' title='Weekends with Pregzilla'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-5279150415926292641</id><published>2009-03-24T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T16:37:23.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimme back that filet o' fish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;*First of all, can I just say that I laugh my bum off everytime I see the above mentioned commercial. It's absolutely hilarious to me.  I don't know if it's the guys faces or what.  I've posted the video below for your enjoyment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;On Saturday Kevin and I went fishing on some bayous across the river. As far as quantity of fish caught, it wouldn't be considered a very successful trip. However, we had an awesome time riding the boat in all the small bayous over there, and it was a beautiful day. We did see tons of snakes, though. Ugh. We are usually pretty lucky fishermen, so because we weren't this time, you get to see pictures of all (both) the fish we caught. (Neither considered "wall-hangers") By the time we got home we were so hungry for fish, that we defrosted an earlier catch of white perch from our freezer and fried them up. Hey, we caught them, just not that exact day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316898842577798274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SclrU8KJBII/AAAAAAAAAHw/NDeNHw9nww8/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Captain Smifft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316898853418409074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SclrVkivnHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/WVlt22yU0PI/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pregnant woman on a little boat. I kept asking if I was too heavy for the back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316898866848164146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SclrWWkpaTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/zdJVG5YrZJQ/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We love this floating bayou shack.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316898882237676242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SclrXP5yutI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/joILMJtciEA/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My fish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316898872918850546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SclrWtMAu_I/AAAAAAAAAII/SlhCQlXN0Vo/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kevin's Fish&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/csrPT9ClVUc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/csrPT9ClVUc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-5279150415926292641?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5279150415926292641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/gimme-back-that-filet-o-fish.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/5279150415926292641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/5279150415926292641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/gimme-back-that-filet-o-fish.html' title='Gimme back that filet o&apos; fish...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SclrU8KJBII/AAAAAAAAAHw/NDeNHw9nww8/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-2117843781562141966</id><published>2009-03-20T21:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:59:36.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold the phone!</title><content type='html'>I was completely blindsided on Thursday when I found out that my big brother, Ben, and his girlfriend, Morgan, had gotten engaged! (I'm not sure if I actually said, "Hold the phone" when I heard the news, but if I didn't, I should've.) Not only is Ben getting married, but he is marrying an awesome girl! Morgan is much more than we could've expected (oh come on, Ben still hangs out in libraries...who does that??), and I am so happy to welcome her into the family. We could not be more excited for both of you! So, congrats Benny! 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I am proud to report that Helen really is a girl :) I am even more proud to announce that she is a healthy girl! She was breech last time, but has now headed south and is ready to come out (soon, please). She is just weighing in at a little over 5 pounds now, and rejoice, the doc said that she will most likely only gain about 2 more pounds in the next month. Y'all, seriously, that put me in a GREAT mood! I am feeling rejuvenated at the thought of only having to push out about 7 pounds! I can do that! What I am not so excited about is having to wait maybe 6 more weeks to see her! I don't know if I can do &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;! I have attached some pics below, though some are a little hard to figure out what you're looking at. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314977032373746002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/ScKXc3P_OVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HtrZ7aY7dv8/s320/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Check out that head! ;) I made sure to ask the doc if that was bigger than usual, and was assured it wasn't. But she is still looking a little alien-ish here, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314977033457629698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/ScKXc7SZ-gI/AAAAAAAAAHg/dh2VM4__12s/s320/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is Helen looking a little more human. You can see her sweet face and a hand that might be pinching that cheek? That's the placenta in front of the lower part of her face and body. She looks like she might have hair, too, but I can't tell if that's just a shadow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314977026953543714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/ScKXcjDtgCI/AAAAAAAAAHY/f-rO8zKn86c/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This one is a little more vague. Her face is in the upper left corner and her little arms are curled up on the bottom and right of her face. Her legs are curled up right underneath...she looks squooshed in there!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-7156653185436731164?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7156653185436731164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-clothes-washing-commence.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7156653185436731164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7156653185436731164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-clothes-washing-commence.html' title='Let the clothes washing commence!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/ScKXc3P_OVI/AAAAAAAAAHo/HtrZ7aY7dv8/s72-c/scan0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-5464624565772221497</id><published>2009-03-17T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:26:20.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where da gold at?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nda_OSWeyn8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nda_OSWeyn8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day, you crazy kids!  Hope y'all enjoy this classic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-5464624565772221497?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5464624565772221497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-da-gold-at.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/5464624565772221497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/5464624565772221497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-da-gold-at.html' title='Where da gold at?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-7922841338004017007</id><published>2009-03-15T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:56:08.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crib Notes</title><content type='html'>Helen's room is really coming together now. We got her crib about a week ago, and got it put together with only a few hiccups. It even has sheets on it! Granted, they haven't quite been washed yet, but I wanted y'all to get the full effect. I have to admit, though, I haven't started washing anything of hers. I'm waiting to just be positive that she is, in fact, female! Crazy, I know, but I feel like I need to be sure! Ha! Anyway, here are some pics of the room + crib. You can also see the new knobs on the dresser. I had to get pink &amp;amp; green because there weren't enough green when I finally got back to Hobby Lobby. Also, Kevin installed the new quarter round molding on the baseboards that looks fab--thanks, honey ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as my health, I am having to start taking many more breaks throughout the day because my feet &amp;amp; back are hurting so much now. I am still managing at least a mile walk a day, though. I feel like if I quit that, everything will go downhill! I am clinging to it, even though I go slower and slower each day. Thank goodness I have Oscar to keep dragging me along!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313581981355669042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sb2iqNOe9jI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BUaFfsKiGR4/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313581976394119330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sb2ip6vjuKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/N9BOGz1UxFc/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313581965654112434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sb2ipSu8OLI/AAAAAAAAAHA/IbKwTzXT68Y/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-7922841338004017007?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7922841338004017007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/crib-notes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7922841338004017007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7922841338004017007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/crib-notes.html' title='Crib Notes'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sb2iqNOe9jI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BUaFfsKiGR4/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-535933321037450549</id><published>2009-03-11T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:17:33.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, I know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I complain about being pregnant a lot! But this blog is supposed to be like a diary, right?? ...Okay, a &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; public diary. A place where I will look back and think of all of the silly things that I complained about, and what a wimp I was during my first pregnancy. A place for my friends to visit while slacking off at work, I'm sure, and have a laugh (hopefully)? Maybe a place to hear some good tunes? (If y'all haven't browsed through my playlist below, I encourage you to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All of the above, but mostly a place for me to voice my thoughts, opinions, and, yep, complaints. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I AM SICK OF BEING PREGNANT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am swollen to the max &amp;amp; last night I told my husband that if this didn't end soon I was going down and taking him with me!! All I got was a laugh, and that made me even more angry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311994529789552914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sbf-4XTsqRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YBZB2uX27vw/s320/400000000000000120335_s4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay (Mom), it's not the actual "miracle" making me miserable.  Just the length of time she's taking to get here.  I swear, I could handle this if it were like 3 months? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-535933321037450549?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/535933321037450549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-i-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/535933321037450549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/535933321037450549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-i-know.html' title='I know, I know...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sbf-4XTsqRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YBZB2uX27vw/s72-c/400000000000000120335_s4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-4189329219802718860</id><published>2009-03-08T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:13:25.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bungle in the Jungle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have been in the process for the past week of getting our house painted. It was a kind of an out of the blue decision. We just went to Sherwin Williams one day and picked out some samples, painted them on the house, and picked our favorite. The next day we were getting our house painted! If you had seen it before, it was a kind of "granny" light bluish/gray. No offense to Kevin's "granny"! The new color is called "Bunglehouse Gray", but it really looks more like a greenish khaki color. Here are some before &amp;amp; after pics for you to judge for yourself. Do y'all have any suggestions for the door color? I want something that "pops", but I might just go with black (the shutters are black, too).  I have been trying to convince K of a toned down mustard color, but I seriously doubt I will be getting away with that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311002397704129602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SbR4irRnDEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/FtEj3ubVqC8/s320/Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Before&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311002796910891938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SbR456b606I/AAAAAAAAAGg/M4jLdrBGNhc/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;During&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311003571299703298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SbR5m_QmWgI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mmFoK-VJrxA/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311003234320878930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SbR5TX6ljVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sYleXZ_S8tw/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Another After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-4189329219802718860?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4189329219802718860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/bungle-in-jungle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/4189329219802718860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/4189329219802718860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/bungle-in-jungle.html' title='Bungle in the Jungle'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SbR4irRnDEI/AAAAAAAAAGY/FtEj3ubVqC8/s72-c/Picture+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-223930409967389367</id><published>2009-03-06T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:00:24.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll pass on the jicama...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so what the hell is a jicama anyway? That is my produce of the week…by which to measure the alien princess. Well, we had our 32 week appointment yesterday and it turns out Helen is more like a cantaloupe or honeydew melon than a damn "large jicama". Yes, the good doctor informed us that our precious “little” girl is weighing in around 5 pounds these days. Great, you say? Yeah, except that she’s only supposed to be 3 1/2 pounds these days. I’m going with the obvious again: she’s all legs. Got to be it. I mean, by the kicks to the ribs she administers (and of course my genes) it's apparent. Speaking of kicks, she gave me one to the bladder last night, and I lost it. Literally. Ahhh, the joys of pregnancy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310135681102905922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SbFkRIVEAkI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/jiSUXCq-L0E/s320/jicama2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-223930409967389367?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/223930409967389367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-pass-on-jicama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/223930409967389367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/223930409967389367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-pass-on-jicama.html' title='I&apos;ll pass on the jicama...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SbFkRIVEAkI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/jiSUXCq-L0E/s72-c/jicama2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-3307416418295041039</id><published>2009-03-05T06:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T07:06:24.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Let me start off by telling you I am sorry for not blogging in awhile. I will slap my hand for you and try to do better!* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last weekend I was honored with a wonderful shower by my best friends. They really outdid themselves! We had the best food &amp;amp; a great crowd. I got tons of stuff, and let's just say that Helen will never be naked. I am very blessed to have such awesome friends. Thanks, girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309716063782943458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sa_moL_3uuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FEJCon6m7Mg/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Ladies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309716295529748146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sa_m1rUnVrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/-2OKRTrc7XE/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dotto &amp;amp; Preggo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309719286811358914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sa_pjytudsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/eFs52o_I6X0/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Loot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309719353557149714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sa_pnrXKaBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/jaevbjDsm7U/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Pack-n-Play&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-3307416418295041039?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3307416418295041039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/showered.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/3307416418295041039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/3307416418295041039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/03/showered.html' title='Showered'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/Sa_moL_3uuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/FEJCon6m7Mg/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-2598719443292741148</id><published>2009-02-24T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:32:12.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mardi Gras!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SaSQnaUa6eI/AAAAAAAAAFo/2ajMDXu3d98/s1600-h/valkilmeropenpost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306525267703556578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SaSQnaUa6eI/AAAAAAAAAFo/2ajMDXu3d98/s320/valkilmeropenpost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Val Kilmer was looking like a hot piece as King of the Krewe of Bacchus, so I couldn't resist. Love those boots, Batman! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-2598719443292741148?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2598719443292741148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-mardi-gras.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2598719443292741148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2598719443292741148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-mardi-gras.html' title='Happy Mardi Gras!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SaSQnaUa6eI/AAAAAAAAAFo/2ajMDXu3d98/s72-c/valkilmeropenpost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-2786886046150908310</id><published>2009-02-22T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:58:11.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Debbie Downer Alert</title><content type='html'>This past week I had my 30 week appointment, and there was some good and not-so-good news. I'll give you the best part first. I passed my glucose test that I had 2 weeks ago with flying colors! Woohoo. Helen is doing great, moving a lot, and getting really big! The not-so-good part...I am packing on the water weight in my face, digits, feet, and now my legs. I have managed to gain 6 lbs in 2 weeks without changing anything in my diet or exercise habits. Talk about a great way to usher in the 28th birthday. My doctor said there is nothing I can do about it, and nothing to worry about, it's mostly water. Ugh. Tell it to the judge, doc. (The judge being my pregnant, completely irrational, overly-emotional brain.)  Have I told you how ready I am to not be pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/Ots_Hph5c6LUHCfWyxV9aw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/Ots_Hph5c6LUHCfWyxV9aw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true"  width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-2786886046150908310?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2786886046150908310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/debbie-downer-alert.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2786886046150908310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2786886046150908310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/debbie-downer-alert.html' title='Debbie Downer Alert'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-864825268939479950</id><published>2009-02-19T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:52:22.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelvin: Decoded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got this fun survey from Facebook...and yes, I am probably going to get in trouble for it. Let's see how well I know my husband: (Hopefully I'll do better at this game than I did at the one at my Bachelorette party, girls!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. He's sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen? Golf, Bowling, Cops, any variety of Cops, like Beach Patrol, Speeders, etc, Antiques Roadshow, History Channel, Fox News&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. You're out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad? Ranch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. What's one food he doesn't like? Seriously, there's not much he won't eat. He doesn't like Mexican food...he calls it "fake". (Snob)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. You go out to eat and have a drink. What does he order? Bud Lite, or vodka &amp;amp; tonic if you're paying ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Where did he go to high school? Natchez High School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. What size shoe does he wear? 10.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. If he was to collect anything, what would it be? Golf clubs...there are some in every room of our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. What is his favorite type of sandwich? Roast beef or turkey...as long as it's made with love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. What would this person eat every day if he could? Southern, homestyle type vegetables, meats, biscuits, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. What is his favorite cereal? Honey Bunches of Oats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11. What would he never wear? Bright colors &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12. What is his favorite sports team? The Saints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13. Who did he vote for? He watches Fox News...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14. Who is his best friend? Kevin has tons of friends, all from different places. I swear, he knows everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn't do? He hates it when I whine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;17. You bake him a cake for his birthday; what kind of cake? I think he would rather me cook an entree than a cake... If I cooked something sweet for his b-day it would be some sort of breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;18. Did he play sports in high school? Golf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19. What could he spend hours doing? Um, you mean what DOES he spend hours doing?? Golf, Bowling, Tiger Woods on Wii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;20. What is one unique talent he has? I would never have guessed, but he is really good with kids. They LOVE hanging out with him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304704797749609602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZ4Y6HQtBII/AAAAAAAAAFg/ql2c7HqV9c0/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweet Bike &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Funny thing-this pic was taken outside our house when his grandmother lived here)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-864825268939479950?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/864825268939479950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/kelvin-decoded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/864825268939479950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/864825268939479950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/kelvin-decoded.html' title='Kelvin: Decoded'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZ4Y6HQtBII/AAAAAAAAAFg/ql2c7HqV9c0/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-8453702635803060250</id><published>2009-02-16T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:21:11.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laissez les bons temps rouler!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had a Mardi Gras weekend! Kevin's sister, Amanda, was the Queen of her Krewe this year, and we got to attend some fun parties for her. There was a cocktail party &amp;amp; a formal ball, along with the parade on Friday night. This was my first Krewe experience, and it was a lot of fun! Just wish I could've stayed out a little later...we preggos need our beauty sleep. I am really looking forward to next year when I can really get my Mardi Gras on!  Here are some pics of the Smith family letting the good times roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303597770257296258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZoqEoe9a4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/EsZ7n16J4rs/s320/e+%26+t.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tara, Amanda, Uncle Eddie, and yes, my husband giving you the "Hey, Baby" point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303597792374260994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZoqF64DhQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/i2L3ogR82g4/s320/cocktail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Smith clan enjoying the cocktail party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303597783156026322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZoqFYiQa9I/AAAAAAAAAFI/cOAMBKB_gaQ/s320/amanda.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Amanda, with her parade float trophy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303597775130974594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZoqE6o72YI/AAAAAAAAAFA/YS1knZ6bUgQ/s320/all.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Kevin and me with his parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303597792949237490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZoqF9BI9vI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5b-0ccwNYjc/s320/walker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They even let guys with walkers and pregnant women into the party!  (This guy was getting down, so I made K take a pic!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-8453702635803060250?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8453702635803060250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/laissez-les-bons-temps-rouler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8453702635803060250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8453702635803060250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/laissez-les-bons-temps-rouler.html' title='Laissez les bons temps rouler!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZoqEoe9a4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/EsZ7n16J4rs/s72-c/e+%26+t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-6631333419506298018</id><published>2009-02-11T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:11:17.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y'all are going to be so excited!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, we finally got the floors in Helen's room finished, and they are really gorgeous. Makes me wish we had enough money to just rip out all the carpet in the house at once and re-do the hardwoods. Fortunately, the only carpet we have left is in the front living room, hall, and our bedroom. So, slowly but surely we will get it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, the guest room has turned into a semi-nursery! Now Helen can arrive! It's still a little bare...no crib or much wall art yet, but it is a lot better than before. I am starting to feel more prepared if this pregnancy gets cut short for some reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am, however, starting to realize that there really is a baby in my belly that will be coming home soon. And I'm shaking in my size 8.5 flats! (Um, yes, my feet have grown 1 whole size) As soon as we moved all that furniture in the room, I looked at it, and it all hit me at once. I thank God that I have Kevin here with me...he is so good at bringing me back down to earth when I start to freak out about baby-time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301721940599041362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZOAA-dM7VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iR-oGB38nEQ/s320/Floors+Before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Unfinished Floors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301722370483458114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZOAZ_5okEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/6z82kyh9YBY/s320/jessie+floors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Y'all didn't know I had a part-time job? (Hot pic, I know. I figure in about 10 weeks I'll be giving up all pride anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301722691218092162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZOAsquusII/AAAAAAAAAEg/f3VXCkLuhoU/s320/n1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301723144542711058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZOBHDfvbRI/AAAAAAAAAEw/qHFa1U3Wp1c/s320/n3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301722918133779458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZOA54DpTAI/AAAAAAAAAEo/R7CdIDUW36A/s320/n2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-6631333419506298018?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6631333419506298018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/yall-are-going-to-be-so-excited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/6631333419506298018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/6631333419506298018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/yall-are-going-to-be-so-excited.html' title='Y&apos;all are going to be so excited!!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SZOAA-dM7VI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/iR-oGB38nEQ/s72-c/Floors+Before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-6695230946380129106</id><published>2009-02-04T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:13:45.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm...cabbage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;After my 28 week appointment today with the doctor, I am finally starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Everything is looking great, and Helen is still growing one week ahead of schedule. I am starting to have an appointment every 2 weeks now instead of once a month, and my next sonogram is at 34 weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Honestly, I am so ready to get this girl out of me! Pregnancy has been full of ups and downs. The ups: Giving life and the feeling that brings you is amazing! Wearing elastic jeans is also amazing! I think those are the only 2 ups. Ha! The downs: INDEGESTION! HEARTBURN! Those are my two biggest issues right now. But it is also inconvenient to just not feel normal. Not being able to come home and have a glass of wine with my husband or eat some raw sushi. It almost makes you feel like you're sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I make this sound really bad, but believe me, I know that this is all for a good cause. When I lay eyes on my baby girl everything will all be worth it. You betcha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299098688018811906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SYouLlEZjAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/aLCHQrBV30Y/s320/28-chinese-cabbage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Helen is the size of a chinese cabbage this week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-6695230946380129106?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/6695230946380129106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-see-finish-line.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/6695230946380129106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/6695230946380129106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-see-finish-line.html' title='Mmmm...cabbage'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SYouLlEZjAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/aLCHQrBV30Y/s72-c/28-chinese-cabbage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-7020707169315049780</id><published>2009-01-26T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:05:42.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"So what have y'all done to the baby's room??"</title><content type='html'>Ugh. That dreaded question. The question that has been plaguing me since about Thanksgiving. The question that reminds me just how unprepared we are! (Especially when mom tells me that “you just never know when a baby’s going to come!”) Well, for all of you just dying to know what has been done to that darn baby’s room…NOTHING! And here’s a pic to prove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295752557788886194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SX5K5KlfdLI/AAAAAAAAADg/7t1msTXNtYM/s320/Nothing!.jpg" border="0" /&gt; See? Still a Guest Room! (Also pictured: my hip attachment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, we are making some headway on other aspects of Helen’s room. This weekend Kevin and I (well, just Kevin, really) put together the little alien’s dresser. I am still missing some drawer pulls, so it’s not exactly completed yet. I got the cute green ones on there from Hobby Lobby in Jackson, and I need to go back and get 2 more. I also put together her changing table, which was a lot less complicated. We are just waiting on getting the floors redone so we can start moving in the furniture. Also included is a pic of her bedding, which turned out to be a lot pinker than I had originally planned, but I really love it. We are very fortunate to be using our niece’s crib when she gets out of it in a month or two, so don’t you guys worry about that. We also did a ton of de-cluttering. What they say about the whole "nesting instinct" that we pregnant women experience is totally true. I get this incredible urge like I've never gotten before (believe me, I've &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; gotten it) to get rid of stuff. I mean, I have just chunked stuff that I have been hanging onto for years! All of my junk drawers are no longer junky, and you should just take a look underneath our bed!  Go ahead.  It's amazing. I recommend getting knocked up for this aspect alone! Whew....anyway, I am so glad that we are finally getting some things done, and I know you're relieved too, judging from the frequency of this damn question ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295753493571867698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SX5LvopilDI/AAAAAAAAADo/-P2QrdZIBDA/s320/Dresser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Helen's dresser needs 2 more pulls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295753812458849554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SX5MCMmHxRI/AAAAAAAAADw/WaQTvCZpoqk/s320/Changing+Table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Changing Table&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295755185582295986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SX5NSH4Qy7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/T3ZmVLjEKTs/s320/Bedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bedding&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-7020707169315049780?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7020707169315049780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-what-have-yall-done-to-babys-room.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7020707169315049780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7020707169315049780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-what-have-yall-done-to-babys-room.html' title='&quot;So what have y&apos;all done to the baby&apos;s room??&quot;'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SX5K5KlfdLI/AAAAAAAAADg/7t1msTXNtYM/s72-c/Nothing!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-2249148003285393272</id><published>2009-01-22T15:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:00:05.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helen Springsteen Smith?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;That has a nice ring to it, right? Ridiculous?...I know. But believe me, I have suggested this name to Kevin. (Yes, really.) I have a &lt;em&gt;thing &lt;/em&gt;for Bruce Springsteen. Yeah, it's bigger than that &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; I have for Patrick Swayze! In my opinion, The Boss is one of the greatest and most prolific storytellers of our time. (Although, Patrick sure did blow all our minds with "She's Like The Wind", right?) Anyway, Bruce's songs have inspired me ever since my big brother turned me on to him back in high school. They are all about outsiders, the working class man, and ordinary people looking for a better life. His romantic side and my longing to get the hell out of my hometown brought us together years ago, and I am still hooked. I have only had the opportunity to go to one of his concerts, but it was a perfect one. I was living in Boston and it was the first show ever to play Fenway Park. I was on the internet hours before the tickets went on sale, and was lucky enough to get two pretty close to the stage. For those of you that know me, you know I have been to see a lot of music. The Bruce show easily ranks in my top 3 ever. It was a non-stop show, full of energy. At one point, Bruce was even hanging upside down from the microphone stand! (I know! You can't even imagine the hotness.) Anyway, I am loving the XM/Sirius "E Street" radio. I feel like it is finally coming into it's own and playing some really great tunes. If you have satellite radio, don't miss out, look up E Street Radio. You can thank me later.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294278972541473666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SXkOrNwnk4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZIpgtk9UVn0/s320/spring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-2249148003285393272?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2249148003285393272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/helen-springsteen-smith.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2249148003285393272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/2249148003285393272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/helen-springsteen-smith.html' title='Helen Springsteen Smith?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SXkOrNwnk4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZIpgtk9UVn0/s72-c/spring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-7522653667018358954</id><published>2009-01-19T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:44:49.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We may not be spring chicks anymore...</title><content type='html'>But we still know how to put together a party! This past weekend we had a Girl's Night birthday dinner/slumber party in Jackson. Wow, I had forgotten how much I miss hanging out with these girls...and drinking wine with them! We started the night off at PF Chang's and ended it with a very late night Mere's house. It was a belated b-day party for Mel as well as a damn good reason for us to get together again. The night started off with 3 bottles of Saki, which led to the always entertaining, old school favorite, Never Have I Ever (and countless bottles of wine). From there we went on to some other very vague slumber party games, and of course, a lot of gossiping &amp;amp; laughter so hard my baby hurt. Don't worry, we probably talked about you, but Mel and I are the only ones who will remember anything ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293089577472252066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SXTU7T2OWKI/AAAAAAAAADI/or7L_WB2SGs/s320/January_2009_004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Katie, those Uggs are fab!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-7522653667018358954?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7522653667018358954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/yep-weve-still-got-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7522653667018358954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7522653667018358954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/yep-weve-still-got-it.html' title='We may not be spring chicks anymore...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SXTU7T2OWKI/AAAAAAAAADI/or7L_WB2SGs/s72-c/January_2009_004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-3588976609594573373</id><published>2009-01-12T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:33:11.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Bob D!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so honestly, we don't have a clue when Oscar's birthday is, but he should be turning 3 sometime around now. For those of you who remember when we got him, his previous owners said he was 8 weeks old when we picked him up. &lt;em&gt;Right&lt;/em&gt;. He was &lt;em&gt;tiny&lt;/em&gt;. But it had been so long since either Kevin or I had brought a puppy home that we really didn't know the difference. Also, we "picked him up" out of a bucket at the Richland Walmart. I'm sure you can imagine. (*I totally don't condone this...you should always get your doggies at the humane society!*) After we picked him out, the man said, "Thas tha one I'da pickt too." Yep, destined for greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Oscar (who mostly goes by Bob or some other variation now) has been through a lot since then. He has hip dysplasia, has had hip surgery, and will probably be on meds for the rest of his life. And being the redhead that he is, has quite the temper when tested (and sometimes when he's not) Through all of this, he and I have developed a really special bond. As most of you know, he and I are obsessed with one another, and he is attached to my hip pretty much at all times! (I am sure as soon as Kevin sees this post I will definitely get an ear-full!) He's a great friend and a lot of fun. His hobbies include daily long walks, chasing cats, eating lizards, and maintaining his bad-ass status. So, happy b-day, Bob, we wish you many more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290597185118360338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SWv6G-ypUxI/AAAAAAAAACo/7qc08DDECws/s320/babybob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby Bob...true colors starting to shine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290597307152767202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SWv6OFZ6mOI/AAAAAAAAACw/rR73P3n9zOM/s320/youngbob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Young Bob D...back when he still had green eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290597501179387330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SWv6ZYNd3cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wuk37B9lIwA/s320/kissbob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290597986593357298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SWv61ohLPfI/AAAAAAAAADA/GY7F-KxicqY/s320/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quite the handsome 3 year old&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-3588976609594573373?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3588976609594573373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-bob-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/3588976609594573373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/3588976609594573373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-bob-d.html' title='Happy Birthday, Bob D!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SWv6G-ypUxI/AAAAAAAAACo/7qc08DDECws/s72-c/babybob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-1727726893346078542</id><published>2009-01-08T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T08:17:29.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Week Appointment</title><content type='html'>I had my 24 week doc's appointment yesterday, and everything is going great! Helen's heartbeat is strong, and she was moving around everywhere. She is measuring 25 weeks instead of 24 now. The doc said if this continues we will have a big baby on our hands. Yeah I know, my legs are crossing at the sound of that, too. Let's all keep our &lt;em&gt;fingers&lt;/em&gt; crossed that Helen can keep the chowing down to a minimum, so I can keep the pep in my step. Yeah, I'm blaming it on her ;) Next month will be the infamous glucose test, so we'll keep the sweets at bay for awhile and stick to the grapefruit. For those of you who don't know, I'm a grapefruit addict. I even juice the damn things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-1727726893346078542?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1727726893346078542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/24-week-appointment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/1727726893346078542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/1727726893346078542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/24-week-appointment.html' title='24 Week Appointment'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-8609792451885885351</id><published>2009-01-03T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:11:14.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"The face that launched a thousand ships"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kevin and I had a really tough time compromising on a name for the alien princess. We just couldn't figure it out, and you know, since she is the first-born it had to be perfect! Anyway, our little girl's name will be Helen Dean Smith, after my grandmother, my mom's mother. I have so many wonderful memories growing up at her house with my brother and our neighborhood friends. She had the best sense of humor and always had something off-the-wall to say. I guess the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree...both mom and I have been accused of being a little kooky at times. I'm pretty sure Helen Jr. will also get some of that goofiness as well...and if there really is payback, she's definitely going to be a little spit-fire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287216458767048610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SV_3Wzton6I/AAAAAAAAACg/uGM41-YP7tM/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Helen bringing the sass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-8609792451885885351?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/8609792451885885351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/face-that-launched-thousand-ships.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8609792451885885351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/8609792451885885351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2009/01/face-that-launched-thousand-ships.html' title='&quot;The face that launched a thousand ships&quot;'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SV_3Wzton6I/AAAAAAAAACg/uGM41-YP7tM/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-5408107290635316417</id><published>2008-12-29T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T19:24:03.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Season Greeting!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285406263822504514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SVmI_mDD0kI/AAAAAAAAACA/9tpSYcGMf50/s320/mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ahh, the holidays. Well, no one was injured this holiday season. Honest. We had a great time in Vicksburg with the Bryant/Rankin clan, as usual. You know, sometimes it can feel a lot like a National Lampoon's holiday, or even a verse from Robert Earl Keen's 'Merry Christmas From the Family'...what with our Christmas/Hanukkah celebrations &amp;amp; "lively" gift exchanges. This year was relatively normal, and I blame that on our new and growing family. How we have coaxed all of our new guests to the table, I'm not sure, but I am sure that we are lucky to have them &amp;amp; their love. My brother Ben and his girlfriend Morgan came for the day, as well as Uncle Kelly. Mom was at it again, as you can see. Aside from the knife wielding, she did cook her 2nd annual "Cajun Christmas", and we all got full on her delicious gumbo &amp;amp; crawfish etouffee. Among the other great desserts, I made a fruit pizza that was yummy. The recipe is below with a not-so-great pic. I've also posted a few other pics for your enjoyment. I hope everyone had a great holiday, and we are wishing you all a happy &amp;amp; prosperous new year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285414023908928562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SVmQDSn1rDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_H0jYEGQykM/s320/bob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oscar Bobby aka "Bob D" enjoying his holiday treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285415408250403954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SVmRT3skPHI/AAAAAAAAACY/aqP_l7ofkrY/s320/tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our first Christmas tree in Natchez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285413029815528338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SVmPJbVgK5I/AAAAAAAAACI/7NV-itv9w1c/s320/pizza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fruit Pizza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Roll of Sugar Cookie Dough&lt;br /&gt;1 - 8 oz cream cheese (Softened to about room temp)&lt;br /&gt;1 cup powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon of vanilla&lt;br /&gt;1 cup orange juice&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup of sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons of corn starch&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Fruit (bananas, strawberries, green grapes, manderine oranges, blue berries, etc. Just whatever you like)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-Roll out cookie dough and bake, then cool completely&lt;br /&gt;-Beat cream cheese, powder sugar, and vanilla, then spread over the cookie&lt;br /&gt;-Cut up fruit and add to the top&lt;br /&gt;-Make the glaze by bringing the orange juice, sugar, and cornstarch to a boil and then boiling for about 1 minute&lt;br /&gt;-Pour the glaze over the fruit and refrigerate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-5408107290635316417?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5408107290635316417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/season-greeting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/5408107290635316417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/5408107290635316417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/season-greeting.html' title='&quot;Season Greeting!&quot;'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SVmI_mDD0kI/AAAAAAAAACA/9tpSYcGMf50/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-3504084018904936870</id><published>2008-12-23T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T16:30:28.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And she knows how to use 'em</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know what you're thinking. How could the spawn of Jessie Smith not become a Rockette? Afterall, I've got the personality, rhythm, grace...&lt;em&gt;the legs&lt;/em&gt;! So you won't be surprised to see that my beautiful alien princess has inherited my dancers legs. It was only a matter of time. Don't hate. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SVGAlcENFOI/AAAAAAAAABI/AQbpX67TovY/s1600-h/legs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SVGB9pYKN-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/VzdXkSdctZk/s1600-h/legs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283146733961492450" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SVGB9pYKN-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/VzdXkSdctZk/s320/legs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SVGCHIi4NoI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZxAZs1aibp4/s1600-h/legs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283146896946771586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SVGCHIi4NoI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZxAZs1aibp4/s320/legs2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SVGAFvNe-rI/AAAAAAAAABA/dxmguC8PbrE/s1600-h/legs.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-3504084018904936870?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3504084018904936870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-she-knows-how-to-use-em.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/3504084018904936870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/3504084018904936870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-she-knows-how-to-use-em.html' title='And she knows how to use &apos;em'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SVGB9pYKN-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/VzdXkSdctZk/s72-c/legs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-6771990922656713013</id><published>2008-12-20T14:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T14:37:55.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We've been rehearsing night &amp; 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day...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-3992906406257066152</id><published>2008-12-18T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:27:18.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't no Christmas like a GN Christmas</title><content type='html'>Last night we had our Girl's Night + ornament swap. Of course it was as fun as you're thinking. Mexican food, gifts, gossip, and margaritas. (Oh, how I miss you, margaritas!!) I never mind driving two hours to see my girls. It is an instant mood booster, and reminds me how lucky I am to have such great girlfriends. Anyway, how did the two preggo's get in the front of the damn picture??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281275319116234594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SUrb69z1_2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GxV5IhYTaec/s320/December%25202008%2520004%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-3992906406257066152?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3992906406257066152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/aint-no-christmas-like-gn-christmas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/3992906406257066152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/3992906406257066152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/aint-no-christmas-like-gn-christmas.html' title='Ain&apos;t no Christmas like a GN Christmas'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SUrb69z1_2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/GxV5IhYTaec/s72-c/December%25202008%2520004%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-5017824006119341508</id><published>2008-12-17T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T12:04:24.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank yo sista</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning for K's b-day, I made the most delicious french toast EVER. It's called Overnight Apple French Toast, and I got the recipe from &lt;a href="http://sisterscafe.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Sisters' Cafe&lt;/a&gt;. If you like apples, cinnamon, syrup, &amp;amp; big bread this is for you. Here's a pic of the birthday boy's (first) piece. I have to admit to having more than one piece, too...um, I &lt;em&gt;do &lt;/em&gt;have two mouths to feed these days!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280849421918491602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SUlYkfHHU9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/nQ-6rmOw8S0/s320/Picture+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-5017824006119341508?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5017824006119341508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanks-sisters.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/5017824006119341508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/5017824006119341508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanks-sisters.html' title='Thank yo sista'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SUlYkfHHU9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/nQ-6rmOw8S0/s72-c/Picture+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-7230525676717295850</id><published>2008-12-16T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T09:35:48.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhhh, Snap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy 35th, Kevin! Still as suspiciously young looking as ever.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SUfmkoEo8qI/AAAAAAAAAAo/kryFE20yonw/s1600-h/kev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280442605021754018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SUfmkoEo8qI/AAAAAAAAAAo/kryFE20yonw/s320/kev.jpg" border="0" /&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/3453210269735096042-7230525676717295850?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7230525676717295850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/ohhhh-snap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7230525676717295850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7230525676717295850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/ohhhh-snap.html' title='Ohhhh, Snap!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SUfmkoEo8qI/AAAAAAAAAAo/kryFE20yonw/s72-c/kev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3453210269735096042.post-7805940027931662727</id><published>2008-12-15T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:44:05.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we interesting enough?</title><content type='html'>I have been meaning to start a blog for awhile now, but with all the peer pressure to have something to write about, I have long opted for the "blog stalker" role instead. Kevin is always telling me that blogging will give me something to do...but I refuse to be one of those bloggers I talk about. You know, the ones with nothing to say! I figure, with Baby Girl Smith on the way, I have more things going on than usual. This is also to give those friends and family who are not lucky enough to live in Natchez a way to keep up with us ;) So, I will do my best to keep us interesting, throw in some witty banter here and there, and keep you abreast of this lovely gift called pregnancy. At the least, hopefully this will get you away from actually working for awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3453210269735096042-7805940027931662727?l=kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7805940027931662727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-we-interesting-enough.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7805940027931662727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3453210269735096042/posts/default/7805940027931662727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevinandjessiesmith.blogspot.com/2008/12/are-we-interesting-enough.html' title='Are we interesting enough?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03619512504400467756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jCMJXwyAQSQ/SQ5BelYCU3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/snX9yZXLVO8/S220/hill%2520country%2520blues%2520010%5B1%5D.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
