tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308835402024-02-19T07:39:29.315-06:00Welcome to my BlogWhere it's all Kay every day!Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10273500308447491748noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30883540.post-42603105410244348282008-02-09T14:33:00.001-06:002008-12-11T23:22:56.122-06:00Bonita High 1978 reunion<span style="font-family:arial;">I’m posting this blog in the hopes that people from our class will do an online searc<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4614VvUa2iqmDsypPd17lcbyrjp7pWG_a9BWS5IyJXU8MF34bCfl0RRXSdcXLDUZAUC3mA5wzFGJfAYi-0s-k1UKW_GQoVG2GwX1o4oYe_XedHvYLwJvX2AGleIaV6IgB5s59tg/s1600-h/smudgepot.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165085042493678290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4614VvUa2iqmDsypPd17lcbyrjp7pWG_a9BWS5IyJXU8MF34bCfl0RRXSdcXLDUZAUC3mA5wzFGJfAYi-0s-k1UKW_GQoVG2GwX1o4oYe_XedHvYLwJvX2AGleIaV6IgB5s59tg/s200/smudgepot.jpg" border="0" /></a>h and find it. Mike Parigian, Brad Butner, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhflbwhxt4_oev6iTCZmvY6IIFRG7-vQvOyN-TLBreq_NMmeRoGFqgFZhy4dof1bPlnGK5z0jEAaVIjaBc8MPqOcbMFNiXHXT1QllV-09iUWblysTWYGufq2FrxvCD0JgwgNCKA3A/s1600-h/smudgepot.jpg"></a>Bonnie Briones, Codie Rael, Lori Silva, and Ceci Lopez are planning a 30 year reunion in August. They would like your contact information. Please fill out </span><a href="http://www.southerncaliforniahomesonline.com/Nav.aspx/Page=/PageManager/default.aspx?PageID=2061291"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;">t</a></span><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://www.southerncaliforniahomesonline.com/Nav.aspx/Page=/PageManager/default.aspx?PageID=2061291">his form</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;">. To sign up for the weekend cruise, follow this link to the </span><a href="http://www.yourtravelbiz.com/grouptravel/1VQ589.htm"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;">Bonita High class of '78 reunio</a></span><a href="http://www.yourtravelbiz.com/grouptravel/1VQ589.htm">n</a><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://www.yourtravelbiz.com/grouptravel/1VQ589.htm"> cruise</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;">. I can’t believe we’ve been out of high school for 30 years <i>already</i>! I hope you all can make it as I am looking forward to seeing everyone! <?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span>Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10273500308447491748noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30883540.post-1820363681158297602008-02-04T06:34:00.000-06:002008-12-11T23:22:57.174-06:00Sophie's Choice<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg265fesphyphenhyphenqWMGS9ZdUTIhiszHT5dy9T3WpeiEqkYmY5Ze2ut3DbzniG9A4oViLB0yVXBCavME2dDj1iBXZrTmgOfiy8CQYGkiSFNYGL9XdtYBXSp_IjVbujETyWz6gjdhtxaSPw/s1600-h/P2030147.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163109455908340962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg265fesphyphenhyphenqWMGS9ZdUTIhiszHT5dy9T3WpeiEqkYmY5Ze2ut3DbzniG9A4oViLB0yVXBCavME2dDj1iBXZrTmgOfiy8CQYGkiSFNYGL9XdtYBXSp_IjVbujETyWz6gjdhtxaSPw/s320/P2030147.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Sophie</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">There is a new baby in the house! Saturday morning I opened up my bedroom shade and there, staring at me with big blue eyes, was this little baby. She cried when she saw me and I was toast! I immediately went to the backdoor and let her onto the porch. Poor thing is skin and bones. She is, however, declawed and fixed, so I knew she wasn’t just your ordinary neighborhood feral cat when I first picked her up. I took her to the vet and despite starvation and flea infestation, she has been given a clean bill of health. When I emailed my family about her, my niece Kimber wrote right back and said she immediately thought “Sophie” when she saw her. I like that, I like being “Sophie’s Choice”, after all she did choose me.<?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><o:p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Personally I have a problem with people declawing their cats. It is really just a convenience for the humans. They don’t want to take the time it takes to train the cats not to scratch. However, it really isn’t that difficult to train them not to scratch on your furniture, but it can be expensive. When you notice the cat scratching, you need to first punish the cat and then place a scratching post covered in sisal rope next to the furniture where they are scratching. It may take a few punishings, but they will eventually choose the post over the furniture. Declawing is cruel and if your cat ever gets out you’ve left them defenseless against the neighborhood ferals and Toms.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><o:p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">I’ve also wondered why someone would put a defenseless, sweet little baby out in the cold (we are averaging below freezing temperatures). My vet suggested that it could be due to the mortgage crisis and that was confirmed by an article in the paper, </span><a href="http://www.kansascity.com/431/story/466001.html"><span style="font-family:arial;">http://www.kansascity.com/431/story/466001.html</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> later in the weekend. There are many other options for those owners faced with such a tough decision. They could try and adopt them out, leave them with the Humane Society, or even call Animal Rescue Groups, but by just putting the animal out to fend for themselves when they haven’t been taught how to do that is just cruel.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center"><o:p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">Okay, off my soapbox. We will have a period of adjustment here in our house, but eventu</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigYpItsXvt-JQ52BlJ2jHvSbl1fSZtnP1ds9npAPpw-LkJxl9ida_eI9aOZTnapTxlu8KlIHeYryFNm4mKTDkyNjBK9Kfvch8lwHxVsr5IVS_diy43pbGeT8PMPZ0Ob6XtvKOALg/s1600-h/P2030148.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163108528195405010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigYpItsXvt-JQ52BlJ2jHvSbl1fSZtnP1ds9npAPpw-LkJxl9ida_eI9aOZTnapTxlu8KlIHeYryFNm4mKTDkyNjBK9Kfvch8lwHxVsr5IVS_diy43pbGeT8PMPZ0Ob6XtvKOALg/s200/P2030148.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;">ally Sophie will fit in just fine. Poor Hap, he loves it when we have visitors in the house, he thinks everyone is there just to see him. Sophie, however, does not want anything to do with a big lumbering male at all. Whenever he gets close, she hisses and growls. She is more accepting of Daisy so far. Although she hasn’t let Daisy close enough to cuddle, she will let Daisy sniff her all over. Hopefully Hap will learn to be more gentle and she will eventually let him near as well.</span></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUZvDXlloj3C7OfqCgpMBLwzJRMATHDE6inV3MzU140ulo4PmIraIx6Fkh5KD4Sqd5QoO0ynQXGjtmDz6s5790rtiIVD3dmn42A-8iCdvrzWO_EUHJb26n_gLh3Y_a0a0AF4fYEQ/s1600-h/Blog+post.jpg"></a><div class="Section1" align="center"><br /><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163110220412519666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJZaWm3qUmMaaNXy7R6ahlC-N934KDTjJJD1U31gEhpzUBQVGxbnRPAvX2pclOr_cnH8GNSSs8sZakL9UYW0CXCXEyYlClMFicQwyu62IuKz6donkC4NPgaO7QfAYo9kVFGOAu_A/s320/Blog+post.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">Hap (grey) & Daisy (orange)</span> </p>Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10273500308447491748noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30883540.post-83837147657911646992008-01-30T04:48:00.000-06:002008-12-11T23:22:58.116-06:00Sigh of relief!<p class="mobile-photo" align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>During</strong>: Looking from the living room, through the dining room to the kitchen in the rear. Note the sheetrock covered door on the left. I moved the door just a couple of feet south to the corner.</span></span></p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0DDxhU8dTdhEfZXtao7Az_3kGq8gCGW6zY5WmfUYnkAvuOWHJmWTzhp9d-IXdd4mUZPIJxz-sItK6tSWKeGs4qVLG_zF8sBB6fs-aKKUIvE4wU6Eem9M0vlLPG2QT9tRWuP5qvw/s1600-h/1-dining+rm+B4-758768.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161219945176007746" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0DDxhU8dTdhEfZXtao7Az_3kGq8gCGW6zY5WmfUYnkAvuOWHJmWTzhp9d-IXdd4mUZPIJxz-sItK6tSWKeGs4qVLG_zF8sBB6fs-aKKUIvE4wU6Eem9M0vlLPG2QT9tRWuP5qvw/s320/1-dining+rm+B4-758768.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Today:</strong> Dining room</span></p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsrfDYTbS7BsFuxwmyVVX8noenGXPXU4FoHPDMgVR8BvrTLgPUuOjo-gyKap1Mhgr08QtuKvojV5GzwaN0SohTUb_KtiMDZHsMLahj-MbO6twPjXdC55dxk-oYHCz99bBpCGdANg/s1600-h/2-dining+rm+after-761633.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161219945176007762" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsrfDYTbS7BsFuxwmyVVX8noenGXPXU4FoHPDMgVR8BvrTLgPUuOjo-gyKap1Mhgr08QtuKvojV5GzwaN0SohTUb_KtiMDZHsMLahj-MbO6twPjXdC55dxk-oYHCz99bBpCGdANg/s320/2-dining+rm+after-761633.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo" align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"><strong>During</strong>: Bathroom. Note looking through the wall studs in the upper middle of the photo, you can see the hole for the mirror you see in the next picture.</span></p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9muauAUEJNG_QDEvhlu62zurcDHOjSdrP9sIWmgOTv6l1-aG21jZh7Wj6WXyjv7aG9KfVq92SW03BspKgbpPGq97Y9S7EBgTVelMrJ7IGs0mWsFsN2kr8R7FGpINoj0-f9yk5A/s1600-h/3-Bath+before-762410.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161219949470975074" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC9muauAUEJNG_QDEvhlu62zurcDHOjSdrP9sIWmgOTv6l1-aG21jZh7Wj6WXyjv7aG9KfVq92SW03BspKgbpPGq97Y9S7EBgTVelMrJ7IGs0mWsFsN2kr8R7FGpINoj0-f9yk5A/s320/3-Bath+before-762410.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Today</strong>: YEAH! No more brushing my teeth at the kitchen sink!</span></p><p class="mobile-photo" align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02GkxnlVhST7m4y-tQLP6kRaWfscKojZogtALk-EhlmBMKwFPfB7mhvjEJO0RxFvdugL9nX1hXOBcz3wbtjDcjkdVHA1jGbgm_Up_qIiDk3FXHh80WZmqGQLW02E7e_4ymZETjA/s1600-h/4-Bath+after-763564.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161219953765942386" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02GkxnlVhST7m4y-tQLP6kRaWfscKojZogtALk-EhlmBMKwFPfB7mhvjEJO0RxFvdugL9nX1hXOBcz3wbtjDcjkdVHA1jGbgm_Up_qIiDk3FXHh80WZmqGQLW02E7e_4ymZETjA/s320/4-Bath+after-763564.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">Yeah! The appraiser was here last night. I’m fairly certain I’ve come through this process unscathed and financially whole, but I won’t be positive until I hear from mortgage savant Ann Wilkinson of <a href="http://www.millcreekhomeloans.com/">Millcreek Home Loans</a>! <span style="font-family:Wingdings;">J</span> Either way, I’m done with the exhausting 16-18 hour days and am looking forward to relaxed and <i>ROOM-focused</i> renovation projects. It was tough having to do most everything all at once, especially with no “Gilligans” to help me! Well, not completely true, I did have a few Gilligans that helped with the painting, and, of course, Linda wanted to learn to mud…I think she may have regretted that once her hands were caked with it! Thank you very much to all that pitched in to help.<?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>I’ve posted a few before and after pictures so you can see what I’ve accomplished in the past two weeks…while working full time, including a 4-day business trip and a couple of vacation days… I was often amazed at just how much I know and was able to do…thank goodness for HGTV, eh?<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Kay<o:p></o:p></p>Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10273500308447491748noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30883540.post-1152476853801568782006-07-09T15:25:00.000-05:002006-07-09T15:27:33.806-05:00Kay's BlogWelcome to Kay's blog! Here you'll bask in the wonder of the <em>Life that is Kay's</em>. Whether she's regaling you with tales of her travels or allowing you to peek into a private moment...it's all Kay every day.Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10273500308447491748noreply@blogger.com1