<?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-5915804386072821061</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:48:50.791-08:00</updated><category term='W'/><title type='text'>Special times of mine...</title><subtitle type='html'>The life of a graduate, twin sister, step-mummy and fiance :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-2671662607288760019</id><published>2011-11-25T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T13:13:43.047-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='W'/><title type='text'>Weight loss: Week 2...</title><content type='html'>Kim: 2lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: 1lb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a bad week this week, we went home for the weekend and went out for dinner with Yasmin, and didn't eat very healthy because we were out all day! But, glad that we've both lost weight instead of putting on, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, as I said before we went home to see Yasmin for the weekend. She's a big fan of these "knock knock" jokes and would not stop with them, lol. Her favourite was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"knock knock..."&lt;br /&gt;"Who's there?...&lt;br /&gt;"...."&lt;br /&gt;"hello, who's there?"...&lt;br /&gt;"NOBODY...HAHAHAHA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xPScRQx0bi0/TtAEWAoyF_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/dWMotFlJ2ig/s1600/yasmin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xPScRQx0bi0/TtAEWAoyF_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/dWMotFlJ2ig/s320/yasmin2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679043906288883698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QEHpsdq9n6A/TtAETHeYv5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/HDbr_wvAwgw/s1600/yasmin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QEHpsdq9n6A/TtAETHeYv5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/HDbr_wvAwgw/s320/yasmin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679043856584720274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-2671662607288760019?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/2671662607288760019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/11/weight-loss-week-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/2671662607288760019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/2671662607288760019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/11/weight-loss-week-2.html' title='Weight loss: Week 2...'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xPScRQx0bi0/TtAEWAoyF_I/AAAAAAAAAWo/dWMotFlJ2ig/s72-c/yasmin2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-1156332675090785800</id><published>2011-11-18T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T12:58:35.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Loss: Week 1...</title><content type='html'>Week 1 of diet/exercise plan down! It's so much easier sticking to it when I'm blogging about it, feeling so much better physically too and it's only been 1 week! Had our weigh in yesterday and the results are below (drumroll ......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim's weight loss :- 3lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan's weight loss :- 6lbs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Slightly gutted Nolan's lost more weight than me, lol but well done babe :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update again next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-1156332675090785800?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/1156332675090785800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/11/weight-loss-week-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1156332675090785800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1156332675090785800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/11/weight-loss-week-1.html' title='Weight Loss: Week 1...'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-2993942223557854950</id><published>2011-11-09T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T10:56:41.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As of tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>As of tomorrow Nolan and I will be on one huge diet! We both need to shift some weight and get healthier, myself especially! We're both off work tomorrow so we will be going out to get a huge healthy food shop, and after work every night we'll be going for a brisk walk around the neighbourhood along with doing individual exercise plans. Not only will it be good exercise for us, we'll also get to catch up on each other's news and have a good chat. We are both so happy and comfortable with each other that we have let things go, not bothered with exercise and eating healthier etc so now is the time to change that! AND of course, we'll be planning the wedding soon so it will be good motivation to lose a decent amount of weight! Wish us luck! Will be posting our progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-2993942223557854950?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/2993942223557854950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-of-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/2993942223557854950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/2993942223557854950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-of-tomorrow.html' title='As of tomorrow...'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-1907541761690131389</id><published>2011-10-31T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T13:04:07.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween !</title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween everybody! Here's Yasmin dressed as a Kitty Cat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6717NBEaKY/Tq798N5HzvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/L6FduCNSVJ0/s1600/ww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6717NBEaKY/Tq798N5HzvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/L6FduCNSVJ0/s320/ww.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669748191869259506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out and bought a load of sweeties and chocolates and spent ages making little goodie bags for the trick or treaters and we only had 9 kids come here, haha! We decorated the whole place in work with balloons, ghosts, cobwebs etc and management came around with sweets and toffee apples for everybody! Everyone really got into the Halloween "spirit" this year haha :) Bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-1907541761690131389?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/1907541761690131389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1907541761690131389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1907541761690131389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween !'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6717NBEaKY/Tq798N5HzvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/L6FduCNSVJ0/s72-c/ww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-8253622606811943862</id><published>2011-10-01T02:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T03:10:44.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yasmin's 5th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Yasmin has just gone home :( We all had such a lovely week together! She loved her presents, especially her Nintendo DSi! She opened all of her DSi games first and was like "but I haven't got a DSi?", lol and then she opened it and literally screamed and ran up to us to hug us :) Here's a few pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9U04LKvCzcA/TobiTwJCWqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/8hMZkCiH5vM/s1600/presents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9U04LKvCzcA/TobiTwJCWqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/8hMZkCiH5vM/s320/presents.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658458810805803682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MzACW69KQrk/TobiP9Jr8WI/AAAAAAAAAUE/TNfsOopcDu0/s1600/yasss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MzACW69KQrk/TobiP9Jr8WI/AAAAAAAAAUE/TNfsOopcDu0/s320/yasss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658458745578713442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y18_oGpyVlk/TobiL2JJexI/AAAAAAAAAT8/oZp2fIM0IRU/s1600/iujij.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y18_oGpyVlk/TobiL2JJexI/AAAAAAAAAT8/oZp2fIM0IRU/s320/iujij.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658458674977930002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WGUK4KJCguc/TobkeJ32NbI/AAAAAAAAAUc/nfzRX2pNlY4/s1600/fff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WGUK4KJCguc/TobkeJ32NbI/AAAAAAAAAUc/nfzRX2pNlY4/s320/fff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658461188534973874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QLBLRIVWDC8/TobkaV5GkYI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mMjxR4FZEmU/s1600/iu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QLBLRIVWDC8/TobkaV5GkYI/AAAAAAAAAUU/mMjxR4FZEmU/s320/iu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658461123041988994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Sunday after her birthday we brought her back down to South Wales with us for a few days! We were so lucky with the weather too, it has been boiling recently! We did painting, took her swimming, bowling, and for picnics to the park! I was working all week (boo!) so only got to spend the evenings with her and Nolan. It was so soul-crushing leaving them in bed while I got up at 6:15am :( was literally counting down the minutes in work! We ate out practically every day too (whoops!), but I couldn't face spending my evening with Yas cooking in a boiling kitchen, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin, Kimmi and "dad", lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nbt-I8i7nu8/ToblE2dRmTI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yaRxnijOYh8/s1600/yt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nbt-I8i7nu8/ToblE2dRmTI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yaRxnijOYh8/s320/yt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658461853338147122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEy4wIYIYcg/ToblBwj0hFI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ZamqUwtYAMU/s1600/se.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEy4wIYIYcg/ToblBwj0hFI/AAAAAAAAAU8/ZamqUwtYAMU/s320/se.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658461800215381074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Q-mNZ9LE_s/Tobk-gtscMI/AAAAAAAAAU0/p8jRHrU9ebo/s1600/oi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Q-mNZ9LE_s/Tobk-gtscMI/AAAAAAAAAU0/p8jRHrU9ebo/s320/oi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658461744422219970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkvNB1tOHP0/Tobk7Jonv-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/KdyZSGqR4Ig/s1600/jk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkvNB1tOHP0/Tobk7Jonv-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/KdyZSGqR4Ig/s320/jk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658461686687317986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--lLojcqZBIk/Tobk3oZkKdI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_aZVkFMUbKU/s1600/dr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--lLojcqZBIk/Tobk3oZkKdI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_aZVkFMUbKU/s320/dr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658461626226190802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan and I were so sad when she had to go home, she ended up staying one extra night than planned so we were made up. She got so spoilt by us too (even after her birthday presents) we can't help it, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot to get a new camera too so these pictures are pretty crappy, definitely getting a new camera on my next pay-day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-8253622606811943862?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/8253622606811943862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/10/yasmins-5th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/8253622606811943862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/8253622606811943862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/10/yasmins-5th-birthday.html' title='Yasmin&apos;s 5th Birthday!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9U04LKvCzcA/TobiTwJCWqI/AAAAAAAAAUM/8hMZkCiH5vM/s72-c/presents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-7324945280979191852</id><published>2011-09-13T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T11:59:15.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Lucky Am I?!...</title><content type='html'>So, I'm having a happy day today and realised just how lucky I really am. I had a fun day in work and have met some lovely new friends. I have full-time job that I enjoy (which is hard to come by these days), a loving fiance, a wonderful step-daughter (who will be in Cardiff in 2 weeks) and a supportive family. Life could be a lot worse right now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I was dreading coming home from work today because I had been in a rush in the morning, and knew I needed to tidy up... a lot. But, I came home and Nolan had tidied the whole house for me :) Little things like this make me realise how lucky I am, he's working two jobs and he still does things that would make my day a bit easier. It made me smile today too when I looked in the sink and I noticed he'd tried to make an omelette and had burnt the whole pan, lol. I had a phone call off an embarrassed Nolan then, saying how "he tried" and how "I make much better omelettes". He was like, "Kim, it was horrible, seriously", lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes such a difference knowing I can come home now and watch some TV, a bit of blogging, Facebooking, Tweeting and not have to waste two hours tidying and cleaning. So I'm relaxing tonight! Aaaaaah, thanks Nolan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-7324945280979191852?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/7324945280979191852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-lucky-am-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7324945280979191852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7324945280979191852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-lucky-am-i.html' title='How Lucky Am I?!...'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-1934150824625014245</id><published>2011-09-12T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T10:06:12.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristin's new kitty!</title><content type='html'>This is "Pixie" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wCW-OAbg7pI/Tm47UurwoJI/AAAAAAAAATw/rdHjT4N5160/s1600/pixx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wCW-OAbg7pI/Tm47UurwoJI/AAAAAAAAATw/rdHjT4N5160/s320/pixx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651519809711546514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she unbelievably cute?! She's only a few months old and extremely hyperactive according to my sister, Kristin. I have to admit, seeing how affectionate Pixie is has made me a bit tempted to get a kitten myself. But then again, me and Nolan would be out all day, every day and it wouldn't be unfair on the kitten. Plus, judging from the past thefts of my washing line and wheelie bin, I wouldn't quite trust my neighbour hood to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; steal it, lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-1934150824625014245?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/1934150824625014245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/09/kristins-new-kitty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1934150824625014245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1934150824625014245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/09/kristins-new-kitty.html' title='Kristin&apos;s new kitty!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wCW-OAbg7pI/Tm47UurwoJI/AAAAAAAAATw/rdHjT4N5160/s72-c/pixx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-4381253664159409153</id><published>2011-09-10T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T07:22:29.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging...</title><content type='html'>Wow, the last time I blogged was 9 months ago, how bad is that?! I'm definitely going to try and keep this one up-to-date, I was reading the posts I had written and laughed/cried at the memories that I had forgotten. So, for that reason alone it is definitely worth keeping up. So I'll basically try and condense 9 months of news into one blog post :)...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally graduated!! Yaaaaay!! So I am officially Miss Kimberley Anne Charlton BSc (Honours) with an upper second class degree. I am currently a Customer Service Associate for ING Direct :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh4XfNolJgA/TmtvSQqn-zI/AAAAAAAAATA/9fKae6Z_se0/s1600/grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh4XfNolJgA/TmtvSQqn-zI/AAAAAAAAATA/9fKae6Z_se0/s320/grad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650732516968495922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristin and me also also turned 21! We had a lovely family day; had Sunday lunch with dads side of the family and in the evening Richard set up a barbecue, mum made a buffet, the whole family came over and we just sat in the sun all day laughing about childhood memories and drinking champagne! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2m2NHz_ikw/TmtyXFu_OOI/AAAAAAAAATI/XbBaR4UPD6U/s1600/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2m2NHz_ikw/TmtyXFu_OOI/AAAAAAAAATI/XbBaR4UPD6U/s320/21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650735898468235490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself and Nolan also got engaged in May :) We will start the planning soon, I would like to be married by 2013 so we have a lot of saving to do! Yasmin is going to look gorgeous in a bridesmaid dress! She already can't wait to "have a big party where we all wear pretty white dresses".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin is also in full-time school, she started last week. She is LOVING it, and finds it amazing that she has "3 breaks not two any more". She also eats foods in school that she normally doesn't eat at home so that's always a good thing! It's her birthday in two weeks, 5 already!! Her main present is a Nintendo DSi with a load of games! She's slowly drifting from that "toys" stage and gradually wanting more grown up presents like the Nintendo DSi and an mp3 player! I think that's a shame, I was still playing with Barbies at 10, lol. But hey, that's what kids are into nowadays. We also get to have Yasmin here for four days after her birthday :) Although I will be in work it will be nice for Nolan to have some "daddy/daughter" time, I can join them at 5pm when I finish and we can still do lots of fun things then! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think those are the main events that happened throughout the 9 months I abandoned my blog, so I'll say byeee until my next post :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-4381253664159409153?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/4381253664159409153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-blogging.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/4381253664159409153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/4381253664159409153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to Blogging...'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh4XfNolJgA/TmtvSQqn-zI/AAAAAAAAATA/9fKae6Z_se0/s72-c/grad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-3661145307498817148</id><published>2010-12-06T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T03:57:22.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Christmaaaas!</title><content type='html'>We put our Christmas tree up yesterday, we didn't have one last year because we figured we wouldn't be here so there was no need for one. But Yasmin WAS MEANT to come here for New Years (I'll get into that in a minute) so we thought we needed one so it still "felt" like Christmas for her, lol. We only bought a cheapish one because it'll only get appreciated for a few days! It actually feels like Christmas this year for a change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TPzO021C5lI/AAAAAAAAASs/BA402eGgLRg/s1600/christmas%2B2010%2B002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TPzO021C5lI/AAAAAAAAASs/BA402eGgLRg/s320/christmas%2B2010%2B002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547536248480130642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TPzOnxF719I/AAAAAAAAASk/TzDJmBkZX_0/s1600/christmas%2B2010%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TPzOnxF719I/AAAAAAAAASk/TzDJmBkZX_0/s320/christmas%2B2010%2B003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547536023602059218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the whole New Years situation, we found out Yasmin's next operation for her other eye is 22nd December. I know it can't be helped but to me it's such a shame that she'll be recovering over Christmas and she'll have to have those bloody drops all over Christmas and New Years AND regular check ups in Manchester!! To me, they should have scheduled it a few days later or earlier thinking. Ah well, has to be done unfortunately. But anyway, she was meant to come down here with us on the 29th for a week, but her mum feels a bit iffy about the whole thing now. Obviously I know she's bound to be worried, but going from how I'v worked it out, she'll have ten days at home to heal and relax with her mum before coming here, she should be fine considering she was fine five hours after the operation (and bearing in mind this is an operation that patients normally get discharged from the same day, it's only because we live so far that Yasmin stays over). It'll just ruin mine and Nolan's Christmas if she can't come :( I've planned so many things, bowling parties, cinema, New Years Eve family party, etc. Hope she'll be allowed to come down, because every time I bloody speak to Yasmin it's "I coming down to Cardiff after Christmas yeah Kimmi?" so she'll be absolutely gutted if she can't come! Fingers crossed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-3661145307498817148?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/3661145307498817148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-christmaaaas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/3661145307498817148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/3661145307498817148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-christmaaaas.html' title='It&apos;s Christmaaaas!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TPzO021C5lI/AAAAAAAAASs/BA402eGgLRg/s72-c/christmas%2B2010%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-7946469007439983621</id><published>2010-11-09T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T10:58:37.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yasmin's operation</title><content type='html'>So Yasmin had her operation 7:30am Wednesday morning which meant we had to get up for 2am so we could be in Manchester in time! Turns out we got there at 5:30am so we were way early! Better to be early than late though! So we went to the hospital once we'd met Yasmin's mum and her daidy and Yasmin of course! Once we got there, Nolan and Yasmin's mum had to go for her first appointment which was just to give her eye drops to swell her eye which would make operating easier, and to give her the magic cream for when she had her drip. Yasmin HATES eye drops, it's one of those things were there is absolutely nothing we can do to get her to take them (yes we've even tried bribery by buying her lots of toys, sweets etc) When the word "drops" gets mentioned she runs and hides and begs you "no drops now no Kimmi?" It's horrible, but I'll get to that in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So, Ceri and Nolan were getting Yasmin in her gown and everything and since it was parents only I was waiting in the parents waiting room, nerve wracking! So before her operation, Ceri brought her to see us, and bless her, she was in her little gown and hospital "bracelet" whimpering her little heart out. I know she's not even my daughter but gosh my heart was in my mouth! So they took her down and apparently she had a little cry and whimper but before she could have noticed anything they'd given her the drip and of course that magic cream is amazing stuff and she didn't feel anything! So we had a two hour wait while they did the operation (removed her cataracts and inserted an artificial lens into her eye) and of course she had to be in recovery for a good 30 minutes. So Nolan and Ceri were called to come and get her and her daidy and I waited in the parents room. Longest 30 minutes ever! Eventually Ceri came and called us in but warned us she was quite hysterical. I walked in and I've never even seen her like she was, shaking and crying hysterically, of course she had a patch over her eye and she was trying to claw at it to get if off but we had to restrain her because the light would hurt her eye straight away. And the nurses kept on trying to take her blood pressure and examine her etc but she was still in a state, it got me really angry when they were trying to grab her hand and things, I know it's their job but she was in no state to be grabbed and mauled, all she was doing was cuddling into us and crying!! I researched her hysteria and it turned out to be quite normal and called "post operative delirium". It's the whole idea of strangers, and being away from their family and comfort zone. But she doesn't seem affected now by it, she takes most things in her stride, she's a very brave little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, this carried on for about 2 hours, at one point she was even crying "Kimmi, I want Kimmi, I want to go down to Kimmi" which made my heart ache so much, bless her. But she eventually calmed down, and I sat with her and held her hand while she was lying down with her eyes closed (she didn't want to open them because apparently all patients see after their operation for a few hours is a bright red light, which child wouldn't find that scary?) And I just talked to her about silly things like "what's your favourite colour...what's your favourite toy?" but it took her mind off it so can't complain, lol. After she had stopped crying, she was good as gold, whimpering a few times because of the pain in her eye but we quickly took her mind off it by taking her to the play room or offering her something to eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was day one, we left that day about 8pm and arrived the next day about 8am...when she was supposed to have her drops :/ she was not having it, not sitting still, not agreeing to lie back, nothing. And of course, she needed the drops to stop infection and to clean the eye etc so there was nothing left to do but hold her down and put them in. Sounds so cruel, but I've been reading online and a lot of parents have to resort to this, someone wrote "imagine your child was in hospital for an infection or lost the sight in their eye, how much worse would you feel?" and it's so true! The good thing is that she's gets over them five minutes after, we make a game out of it, she won't open her eyes straight after them, so we say "let's wait for Yasmin to open her eyes, hope she doesn't shout BOO when she open's them, that'll scare us!!" and of course she scares us, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pictures of the brave girlie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TNmW2VrdP_I/AAAAAAAAASc/RWMr1bMtg6Y/s1600/meandyas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TNmW2VrdP_I/AAAAAAAAASc/RWMr1bMtg6Y/s320/meandyas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537623077105254386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paisley cuddling Yasmin after her eye drops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TNmWwWO67KI/AAAAAAAAASU/dt8SSdPGSRg/s1600/yasandpais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TNmWwWO67KI/AAAAAAAAASU/dt8SSdPGSRg/s320/yasandpais.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537622974174784674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TNmWqXrBJwI/AAAAAAAAASM/nl4lQXGr6B4/s1600/yasmin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TNmWqXrBJwI/AAAAAAAAASM/nl4lQXGr6B4/s320/yasmin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537622871481853698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TNmWkqeI6SI/AAAAAAAAASE/NP8xIQsD8ks/s1600/yashosp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TNmWkqeI6SI/AAAAAAAAASE/NP8xIQsD8ks/s320/yashosp2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537622773448894754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture of her in the playroom brings a lump in my throat, how she had been through so much that day and could still smile and play! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TNmWajFKViI/AAAAAAAAAR8/o3FflaIinQM/s1600/yashosp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TNmWajFKViI/AAAAAAAAAR8/o3FflaIinQM/s320/yashosp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537622599666390562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she has to have the drops 3 times in the morning and night, one type of drop every 4 hours and another type of drop every 2 hours. That's for two weeks along with keeping the eye patch on! Poor girl, but she has the drops then it's forgotten about, and she doesn't seem too bothered about the patch! And she's got the other eye being done in a few weeks too! I've been talking to her about it and basically preparing her for it! Not looking forward to it, which I imagine her mum and Nolan are dreading even more, but she has to have her cataracts removed before it starts affecting her school and things. So proud of her though xXx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-7946469007439983621?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/7946469007439983621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/11/yasmins-operation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7946469007439983621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7946469007439983621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/11/yasmins-operation.html' title='Yasmin&apos;s operation'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TNmW2VrdP_I/AAAAAAAAASc/RWMr1bMtg6Y/s72-c/meandyas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-2227385268770747838</id><published>2010-10-25T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T16:03:18.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little niece :)</title><content type='html'>We had our baby niece, Esme sleep over on Friday! I say baby because she is so teeny weeny, she's around 17 months old and still only in 6-9 months clothes! She's started to walk now, and gosh I was following her around everywhere incase she fell, her feet looked too tiny to hold her body, bless her! Even though she woke me up at 5am she cheered me up once I got the camera out ;) she is SUCH a little poser, pulls a cheesy, scrunched up face whenever someone takes her picture! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TMYLx1pzyiI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HQPcg5y8nG4/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TMYLx1pzyiI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HQPcg5y8nG4/s320/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532122143115168290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TMYLsinZ2RI/AAAAAAAAARs/UUYTAgGBVkk/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TMYLsinZ2RI/AAAAAAAAARs/UUYTAgGBVkk/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532122052105459986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TMYLkmMnkwI/AAAAAAAAARk/tho2axNKvHE/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TMYLkmMnkwI/AAAAAAAAARk/tho2axNKvHE/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532121915627901698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TMYLaLSd42I/AAAAAAAAARc/BJUUNWoPvfU/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TMYLaLSd42I/AAAAAAAAARc/BJUUNWoPvfU/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532121736605983586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TMYLT3KzTLI/AAAAAAAAARU/E9_apH8rFs4/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TMYLT3KzTLI/AAAAAAAAARU/E9_apH8rFs4/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532121628125908146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see I put out quilts all over the floor, because we have wooden flooring I was so paranoid she'd fall and hurt herself or something! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Yasmin's operation is next week. We've booked the hotel, got the time off so we're sorted, just need to pack now! I can tell how nervous Nolan is though, no one wants to see their child have an operation :| but I've tried to reassure him, she can't fear something she doesn't know about if that makes sense, lol. She won't even feel the injection because of the magic cream they'll give her and as far as she will know, she'll just be getting lots of toys and treats for no reason! She's a tough cookie aswell! I think we're more nervous than she is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-2227385268770747838?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/2227385268770747838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-little-niece.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/2227385268770747838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/2227385268770747838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-little-niece.html' title='Our little niece :)'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TMYLx1pzyiI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HQPcg5y8nG4/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-9193314479639032602</id><published>2010-10-07T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T09:23:35.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter's coming...heating's broken!</title><content type='html'>Great, Winter's nearly with us and our heating as packed in! Had the plumber over today and he was so lovely but came unprepared tools wise, lol. He had to get into my attic to examine the water tank or something and I had to give him a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;leg up&lt;/span&gt; because he forgot his ladder :| it was funny to be fair, lol. Then he had no torch to look around my attic so I had to give him a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lighter&lt;/span&gt; to be able to see. What a palava! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, the pipes running from our attic water tank to the boiler in the bathroom are clogged so that's why the water isn't reaching the radiators which makes the house ICY cold. Seriously, in the morning your bones hurt because it's so cold! So it's a HUGE job and going to be very expensive...but these are the benefits of renting a home, I don't pay :)  I feel slightly guilty that my landlords going to get a huge boiler bill but I asked if it was anything we could have done or prevented and the plumber did say it wasn't our fault and that the whole boiler system was 40 years old :O So, we've got to carry on in Arctic temperatures for a while longer until he prices the job and consults with our landlords! On a more positive note, only 3 weeks until we see this little face ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TK3zmkT68RI/AAAAAAAAARM/UaaiG2sFkec/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TK3zmkT68RI/AAAAAAAAARM/UaaiG2sFkec/s320/021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525340161761276178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-9193314479639032602?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/9193314479639032602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/10/winters-comingheatings-broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/9193314479639032602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/9193314479639032602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/10/winters-comingheatings-broken.html' title='Winter&apos;s coming...heating&apos;s broken!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TK3zmkT68RI/AAAAAAAAARM/UaaiG2sFkec/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-1469617679909600641</id><published>2010-10-04T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T04:04:36.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yasmin's 4th Birthday :)</title><content type='html'>Yasmin had her fourth birthday last week, she's the tallest four year old I know, lol. Had huge cuddles off her when she saw me but of course she went rooting for her presents straight away. We bought her quite a lot of clothes so I thought "she'll open them and just throw them to one side' but she held each garment of clothing up and pretended to be excited, bless. Her main presents were the Mickey Mouse Mega Bloks play set and the Buzz Lightyear talking figure. She'd asked for Buzz for AGES, so we were like "ok, if you're good you'll get Buzz". But when she opened her presents she noticed that he wasn't there, she tried not to look sad and said "doesn't matter Kimmi, I can play with your old Buzz Lightyear anyway" But I'd just hidden Buzz, and when I came out with him she was like "Kimmi, this might be Buzz!!!!" LOL! And when she opened it she screamed "BUZZ LIGHTYEAR!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few piccies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmyPoEUQUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7-SebHISN-o/s1600/yasmin9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmyPoEUQUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7-SebHISN-o/s320/yasmin9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524142399469928770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmxQ63VILI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cRJELLoQydk/s1600/yasmin8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmxQ63VILI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cRJELLoQydk/s320/yasmin8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524141322183975090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmxFxE-46I/AAAAAAAAAQs/N9I8x7v29zs/s1600/yasmin6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmxFxE-46I/AAAAAAAAAQs/N9I8x7v29zs/s320/yasmin6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524141130578322338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmxAd9MJLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/tt4DPE7nivM/s1600/yasmin4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmxAd9MJLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/tt4DPE7nivM/s320/yasmin4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524141039546016946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmwkYtnSNI/AAAAAAAAAQc/YYVT524A_9A/s1600/yasmin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmwkYtnSNI/AAAAAAAAAQc/YYVT524A_9A/s320/yasmin3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524140557102172370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmwXQX_dXI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3FrcUiNaWtM/s1600/yasmin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmwXQX_dXI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3FrcUiNaWtM/s320/yasmin2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524140331525698930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are a bit crappy because I only had my phone! Took her bowling on the Saturday with my sister Paisley (who she loves). She's never been bowling but it's safe to say she LOVED it. She won aswell, I literally came last, none of this "let the kids win business" lol, and I still lost! Then on the Sunday we all went out for lunch together with the family! It was a really lovely weekend, even though it was only the two days :( Yasmin wouldn't stop cuddling and kissing me and every five seconds she was saying "I love you Kimmi" bless her :) Aaaand, if you notice, she's looking OVER her glasses to be able to see, she's been wearing those glasses for over a month now but I'm not sure what good they're doing her, she bumps into things when she's wearing them. But she's got her operation in November so we're meeting her and her mum there in Manchester so we can be with her when she has the operation. Then staying in a hotel in Manchester so we can go home the next day with Yasmin, because Nolan didn't feel comfortable leaving her just a day after being under anaesthetic! So he's booked three days off, so we have five days in Anglesey ! Seen these gorgeous trainers aswell for her, so might buy them for her when she has her operation! I'm nervous for her :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKm0fq5xMnI/AAAAAAAAARE/mq7cvSU_oRo/s1600/minnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKm0fq5xMnI/AAAAAAAAARE/mq7cvSU_oRo/s320/minnie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524144874132157042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-1469617679909600641?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/1469617679909600641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/10/yasmins-4th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1469617679909600641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1469617679909600641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/10/yasmins-4th-birthday.html' title='Yasmin&apos;s 4th Birthday :)'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TKmyPoEUQUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7-SebHISN-o/s72-c/yasmin9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-6763549217983924950</id><published>2010-08-31T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T03:29:48.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaches and Buzz Lightyear!</title><content type='html'>Just got back from Anglesey where I've been for ten days with my mum. Had such a good time with her and it get's harder and harder every time I have to leave :( AND I got to see my friends who I haven't seen for a year and a half! We went for a few drinks and a catch up, so glad we managed to finally get together after so long. It's so difficult being in different universities and being home at different times. But they've organised a trip to Cardiff next year to come and stay with me so I'll be looking forward to that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to have Yasmin to myself for three days too! I was glad because once Yasmin sees Nolan, then no one else matters, lol. My step-dad brought down my old Buzz Lightyear from the attic and Yasmin LOVED it. It's really scratched and the sound effects and wings don't work but it amused her for hours, lol! So I know she's going to love her new Buzz Lightyear she's getting for her birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzUO1fxQdI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XJNmc3Y2naA/s1600/yas11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzUO1fxQdI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XJNmc3Y2naA/s320/yas11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511513395338232274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzVXXTZMHI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oHoToGarUJU/s1600/yas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzVXXTZMHI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oHoToGarUJU/s320/yas2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511514641363710066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan travelled down to Holyhead on the Friday straight after work so I phoned Yasmin's mum and asked if she could stay with me overnight- but I didn't tell Nolan. So when he got to my house at half ten he walked into our bedroom and saw Yasmin's little face tucked up in our bed :) He was so happy just to cuddle up to her and have her overnight (which we never do unless she's is staying in our house) She woke up in the morning, rubbed her eyes, stared confused at Nolan for a few seconds, then her eyes went huge and she jumped on him shouting "DAD!". He was made up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took her to Llandudno on the Saturday so we could go on the promenade and play in the arcades and have a go on the stalls etc. Don't you hate how you still end up spending like £10 in arcades and end up coming out with a crappy small stuffed toy, lol. But at least Yasmin was happy! Then we had chips on the end of the promenade which did no good for my diet ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzWLlsBtwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ECwXTMbg2wM/s1600/yas5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzWLlsBtwI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ECwXTMbg2wM/s320/yas5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511515538578323202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzWH32TFUI/AAAAAAAAAPc/IEnTdcVfGLk/s1600/yas4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzWH32TFUI/AAAAAAAAAPc/IEnTdcVfGLk/s320/yas4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511515474733765954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took her to the breakwater park aswell to feed the ducks and ended up spending about £3 on duck feed, lol! Only £3 but a lot for bloody duck seed! I'm glad it was so sunny and warm aswell, meant we could stay out all weekend then! Yasmin was a bit enthusiastic when she was throwing her duck seed into the lake and she fell over into a stinging nettle. She was so confused with the pain because it's an itchy pain isn't it? She was like "dad, it's really itching my hand....and now it's really hurting me dad!" So I quickly found her a dock leaf while she was crying and sidetracked her by buying her an ice lolly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daidy Henry's bench &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzYQlXEmCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/LsW2FlQV-J0/s1600/yas9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzYQlXEmCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/LsW2FlQV-J0/s320/yas9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511517823413032994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzYNBlJhgI/AAAAAAAAAP8/H32MfCIPo7A/s1600/yas8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzYNBlJhgI/AAAAAAAAAP8/H32MfCIPo7A/s320/yas8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511517762268792322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzYJRevtLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/zCBTdFnEE7s/s1600/yas7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzYJRevtLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/zCBTdFnEE7s/s320/yas7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511517697817425074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzYGR62dHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ZrKXip8jTd0/s1600/yas6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzYGR62dHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ZrKXip8jTd0/s320/yas6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511517646395700338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great weekend in all, bought her some new trainers, pink dolly shoes and skinny jeans for her holiday (she's going in a caravan with her mum and their family next week). Plus her birthday next month! I've finished all her shopping, I'm on the ball this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. This picture was so cute, her and my cat Jaffa would not stop following each other and walking up and down this path, lol. (I know it's a crappy pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzY9SVWfKI/AAAAAAAAAQM/QWIcqorLMNA/s1600/yas10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzY9SVWfKI/AAAAAAAAAQM/QWIcqorLMNA/s320/yas10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511518591399656610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-6763549217983924950?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/6763549217983924950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/08/beaches-and-buzz-lightyear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/6763549217983924950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/6763549217983924950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/08/beaches-and-buzz-lightyear.html' title='Beaches and Buzz Lightyear!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzUO1fxQdI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XJNmc3Y2naA/s72-c/yas11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-8297028105388658480</id><published>2010-08-31T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T02:55:11.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New glasses</title><content type='html'>We noticed a few months ago that Yasmin could not watch television or look at a book etc without having the object no further than two inches away from her face. So a few months of doctor and specialist appointments later, we found out she has cataracts (which is what Nolan has, you may have noticed lol) So basically she has been seeing everything blurry all her life, and she now does this squinting thing with her eyes as a result of that bless her. So she's due to have an operation on her eyes soon to remove the cataracts but even after that she will still need to wear glasses. Buuuut at least she looks cute in them! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked her up from her mums house when I was in Holyhead and her mum Ceri warned me that she wasn't wearing them and she was having trouble getting her to put them on. So I thought uh oh we're going to have trouble today lol but she wore them ALL day for me, no winging or moaning. Her mum was very surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzRZD3wuQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/WcdURhNMNbU/s1600/yas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzRZD3wuQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/WcdURhNMNbU/s320/yas1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511510272460765442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-8297028105388658480?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/8297028105388658480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-glasses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/8297028105388658480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/8297028105388658480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-glasses.html' title='New glasses'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/THzRZD3wuQI/AAAAAAAAAPE/WcdURhNMNbU/s72-c/yas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-4814033741752088598</id><published>2010-08-13T04:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T04:58:48.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no place like Home!</title><content type='html'>I'm going home on Wednesday...ten days with my beautiful mum :) AND I get to see Yasmin woohoo! It's been too long. It's her birthday in a few weeks, Nolan and I decided to get her the Buzz Light-year toy figure which talks back to you and has sound effects etc. It is slightly overpriced in my opinion for what it is, but hey she wants it so it's okay! Lol! Then we've got her some clothes and some Adidas Trainers (they're lush)and some jigsaws, puzzles, DVD's and some sweets :)I want to get her some more clothes and few more toys aswell. It's hard because she's got "two families" so to speak so she's going to get loads, plus I don't want to buy her things that her other family have got her, tricky lol! She'll be one spoilt little girl that's for sure :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-4814033741752088598?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/4814033741752088598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/08/theres-no-place-like-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/4814033741752088598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/4814033741752088598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/08/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s no place like Home!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-3408337807432914283</id><published>2010-07-23T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T16:59:52.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing home :(</title><content type='html'>I'm really missing home this month, I think it's because we haven't made our monthly visit home, next time we're going home is end of September for Yasmin's birthday :( I've got loads of ideas for her birthday and I'm going to totally spoil her :) Unfortunately, unemployment rates are the highest than they've ever been so I'm finding it so hard to find Summer work, as qualified as I am. It's disgraceful. Ah well. Yasmin's mum sent us a picture of Yasmin with straightened hair (not something I personally agree with but what can I do lol) and she looks SO MUCH OLDER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TEos3J8xU8I/AAAAAAAAAOo/K8IjkN0Td5A/s1600/mms_img22407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TEos3J8xU8I/AAAAAAAAAOo/K8IjkN0Td5A/s320/mms_img22407.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497255621234348994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-3408337807432914283?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/3408337807432914283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/07/missing-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/3408337807432914283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/3408337807432914283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/07/missing-home.html' title='Missing home :('/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TEos3J8xU8I/AAAAAAAAAOo/K8IjkN0Td5A/s72-c/mms_img22407.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-3261692404325869392</id><published>2010-07-14T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:40:43.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Nolan!</title><content type='html'>It's Nolan's 25th birthday today! Typically on a Wednesday, so we can't do much because Nolan's working today. I baked him a chocolate fudge birthday cake (he won't eat anything sweet apart from chocolate fudge cake weirdly). I'm so crap at baking cakes haha! This is probably the best cake I've baked which says a LOT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TD4C-rVFdpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/4bj-q9icdpw/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TD4C-rVFdpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/4bj-q9icdpw/s320/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493831871244891794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TD4C33ASP2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Q7v--TiSZGc/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TD4C33ASP2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Q7v--TiSZGc/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493831754119790434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get him a lot this year, we're not one for presents really, we'd rather spend the money on a night/day out or doing something! I blew up a nice picture of me and Yasmin (his two favourite people in the world) and bought a lush glass photos frame for it, and I just bought him little things like sour sweets and other bits lol (another thing he will only eat). He had a lot of money off people too so he can spoil himself for a change! I'm just waiting for him to get home now, we're going to have a glass of wine and a roast chicken dinner and he's choosing a film tonight, something I never let him do haha :) On the weekend we can do something better together :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-3261692404325869392?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/3261692404325869392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-nolan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/3261692404325869392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/3261692404325869392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-nolan.html' title='Happy Birthday Nolan!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TD4C-rVFdpI/AAAAAAAAAOY/4bj-q9icdpw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-3402990071799917873</id><published>2010-06-27T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T09:12:09.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover with Esme!</title><content type='html'>We had our little niece Esme overnight on Saturday! She is the cutest thing ever, she's so small aswell, she's actually 1 year old can you believe it! We took her to Ynysangharad Park, it's this massive park of greenery with lush gardens, parks, sandpits and an outdoor swimming pool! She was really well behaved, but she was teething bless her, and the weather is so much hotter than what we're used to and combined with that she just had no appetite, but we just made sure she had loads of juice and little snacks. I put little ice chips in her juice so that it soothed her gums and cooled her down. It's the hottest day of the year down here! I woke up this morning to her sitting up and her cute little smile, she is so adorable, I wasn't even annoyed that it was 6am, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd4CNpychI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ecx9IoreYp8/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd4CNpychI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ecx9IoreYp8/s320/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487486650394243602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd38SxOK1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ycmPNepKS1M/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd38SxOK1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ycmPNepKS1M/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487486548688382802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd32ND1EPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ckuQ9ByGodU/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd32ND1EPI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ckuQ9ByGodU/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487486444076601586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd3s7NtMII/AAAAAAAAANw/QGaoIfQXCVU/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd3s7NtMII/AAAAAAAAANw/QGaoIfQXCVU/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487486284667367554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd3lmZV61I/AAAAAAAAANo/NcLhmoWlmW4/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd3lmZV61I/AAAAAAAAANo/NcLhmoWlmW4/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487486158819945298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd3eUKU8FI/AAAAAAAAANg/ZuSAPuHUQA8/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd3eUKU8FI/AAAAAAAAANg/ZuSAPuHUQA8/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487486033666043986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd3XgFMJUI/AAAAAAAAANY/0inQuAo43Z8/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd3XgFMJUI/AAAAAAAAANY/0inQuAo43Z8/s320/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487485916606637378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a christening on the Sunday, Nolans best friends son, Joe. On our way to the service, our car broke down :( We managed to borrow a car and get to the service, but we had to leave and didn't go to the after-party. We had to get to a garage otherwise we would have been stuck 40 minutes from home! So, Joe, Zoe and Lewis we're sorry we missed your big day but we were there for the best bit at least :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-3402990071799917873?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/3402990071799917873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/06/sleepover-with-esme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/3402990071799917873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/3402990071799917873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/06/sleepover-with-esme.html' title='Sleepover with Esme!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TCd4CNpychI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ecx9IoreYp8/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-9086856716885395360</id><published>2010-06-18T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T11:55:07.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely week while it lasted :)</title><content type='html'>Paisley (my sister) and Yasmin came down to Cardiff a few weeks ago! They were meant to stay a whole week, but it ended up being 5 days because our Nain was getting worse with her illness. I took them swimming, shopping, bowling, to the beach and we watched movies and baked together. At least we had a few good days I suppose. Here are a few pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_le14L0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/ED-9wON5eFY/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_le14L0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/ED-9wON5eFY/s320/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484187621908819778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_fojCBjI/AAAAAAAAANI/RtiyR1piaoE/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_fojCBjI/AAAAAAAAANI/RtiyR1piaoE/s320/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484187521434912306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_ZbIYUnI/AAAAAAAAANA/j0qroY8n_zA/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_ZbIYUnI/AAAAAAAAANA/j0qroY8n_zA/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484187414754251378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_Qoyd4II/AAAAAAAAAM4/AiDRQ8vlQVw/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_Qoyd4II/AAAAAAAAAM4/AiDRQ8vlQVw/s320/036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484187263801614466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_Kc8PjSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/KJkWAxDGWJ4/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_Kc8PjSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/KJkWAxDGWJ4/s320/035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484187157542178082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_CZw1M9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/g84qqa_B6oo/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_CZw1M9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/g84qqa_B6oo/s320/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484187019250054098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu-9_as5TI/AAAAAAAAAMg/I-aL4NCU-5I/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu-9_as5TI/AAAAAAAAAMg/I-aL4NCU-5I/s320/026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484186943458436402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu-y3ySWYI/AAAAAAAAAMY/td-XQtDvlCI/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu-y3ySWYI/AAAAAAAAAMY/td-XQtDvlCI/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484186752431315330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu-sCJJUFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KUqfcBR1Qk4/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu-sCJJUFI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KUqfcBR1Qk4/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484186634952462418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nain wasn't supposed to live past the weekend but she proved all the doctors wrong and lasted right until the Tuesday night! The funeral was such a lovely service, I think she would have loved all the attention :) Nolan was asked to be a coffin bearer which showed how much my nainy really loved and thought a lot of him. Made me very proud of him, nain would have been proud too. I suppose when I force myself to think positively, we're lucky that she wasn't in excruciating pain, yes she was in some pain, but as soon as it got unbearable for her, she was put into a coma. She didn't suffer like so many cancer sufferers do. And for that I'm so grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-9086856716885395360?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/9086856716885395360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/06/lovely-week-while-it-lasted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/9086856716885395360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/9086856716885395360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/06/lovely-week-while-it-lasted.html' title='Lovely week while it lasted :)'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBu_le14L0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/ED-9wON5eFY/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-1578720626287860968</id><published>2010-06-09T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T17:40:55.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep tight Nainy Margaret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBAzEU_7K9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/QF1iGuW_GSc/s1600/nainy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBAzEU_7K9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/QF1iGuW_GSc/s320/nainy1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480936895959215058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBAy8lsl-SI/AAAAAAAAAMA/AiQK2dE9aeY/s1600/nainy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBAy8lsl-SI/AAAAAAAAAMA/AiQK2dE9aeY/s320/nainy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480936763002583330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To My Dearest Family, some things I'd like to say,&lt;br /&gt;but first of all to let you know that I arrived okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this from Heaven where I dwell with God above,&lt;br /&gt;where there's no more tears or sadness there is just eternal love.&lt;br /&gt;Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight,&lt;br /&gt;remember that I'm with you, every morning, noon and night.&lt;br /&gt;That day I had to leave you, when my life on Earth was through,&lt;br /&gt;God picked me up and hugged me and He said I welcome you.&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have you back again you were missed while you were gone,&lt;br /&gt;as for your dearest family they'll be here later on.&lt;br /&gt;I need you here so badly as part of My big plan,&lt;br /&gt;there's so much that we have to do to help our mortal man.&lt;br /&gt;Then God gave me a list of things He wished for me to do,&lt;br /&gt;and foremost on that list of mine is to watch and care for you.&lt;br /&gt;And I will be beside you every day and week and year,&lt;br /&gt;and when you're sad I'm standing there to wipe away the tear.&lt;br /&gt;And when you lie in bed at night the days chores put to flight,&lt;br /&gt;God and I are closest to you in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;When you think of my life on Earth and all those loving years,&lt;br /&gt;because you're only human they are bound to bring you tears.&lt;br /&gt;But do not be afraid to cry it does relieve the pain,&lt;br /&gt;remember there would be no flowers unless there was some rain.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could tell you of all that God has planned,&lt;br /&gt;but if I were to tell you you wouldn't understand.&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is for certain though my life on Earth is o'er,&lt;br /&gt;I am closer to you now than I ever was before.&lt;br /&gt;And to my very many friends trust God knows what is best,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not far away from you I'm just beyond the crest.&lt;br /&gt;There are rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb,&lt;br /&gt;but together we can do it taking one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too,&lt;br /&gt;that as you give unto the World so the World will give to you.&lt;br /&gt;If you can help somebody who is in sorrow or in pain,&lt;br /&gt;then you can say to God at night my day was not in vain.&lt;br /&gt;And now I am contented that my life it was worthwhile,&lt;br /&gt;knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.&lt;br /&gt;So if you meet somebody who is down and feeling low,&lt;br /&gt;just lend a hand to pick him up as on your way you go.&lt;br /&gt;When you are walking down the street,and you've got me on your mind,&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.&lt;br /&gt;And when you feel the gentle breeze or the wind upon your face,&lt;br /&gt;that's me giving you a great big hug or just a soft embrace.&lt;br /&gt;And when it's time for you to go from that body to be free,&lt;br /&gt;remember you're not going you are coming here to me.&lt;br /&gt;And I will always love you from that land way up above,&lt;br /&gt;Will be in touch again soon,&lt;br /&gt;P.S. God sends His Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace my beautiful nainy. You were my nain, my friend, my second mother and my hero, words cannot express how much I love and miss you. xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-1578720626287860968?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/1578720626287860968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/06/sleep-tight-nainy-margaret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1578720626287860968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1578720626287860968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/06/sleep-tight-nainy-margaret.html' title='Sleep tight Nainy Margaret'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/TBAzEU_7K9I/AAAAAAAAAMI/QF1iGuW_GSc/s72-c/nainy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-1054803959013273224</id><published>2010-05-04T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T04:33:41.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When it rains, it pours :(</title><content type='html'>This weekend has been the unluckiest weekend ever. And yes, it was the weekend I went home to Anglesey. We left for Holyhead on the Friday evening and we nearly there when the battery light in the car came on, luckily we were 8 miles from home! But after having a look at it, Nolan found out it was the battery "alternator" (charger) and typically it was bank holiday so no where was open for us to fix it, and again, typically if we were in Cardiff Nolans brother could have fixed it for us (he's a mechanic who owns his own garage). We phoned the "AA" who we had breakdown cover with and for us to get towed back down to Cardiff it would cost us £60 to upgrade our policy, so we did that and thought we'd be fine. But then after another visit from the AA the lying b******ds said that we'd also have to pay a £50 callout fee along with £2 per mile that they had to tow us. Cardiff is 200 miles!!! So we were stuck, I wasn't about to pay over £300 to get towed! So, their pitiful solution was to give us two car batteries and just hope that we'd get home or even close to home to "save them towing us the whole 200 miles". So in other words, we could have broken down on the busy motorway and they didn't give two hoots and just fobbed us off with these batteries! So Nolan phoned them back giving them a piece of our minds and in the end they actually gave us the two batteries for free (worth £160). I'm still annoyed though so I'm writing them a letter as we speak, what's the point in telling us to upgrade and forgetting to tell us about the £2 per mile thing, I wouldn't have bothered otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we didn't get to see our family or Yasmin as much as we'd have liked because of the bloody car which was a pain. Nolan wanted to take Yasmin to Llandudno on the pier with the little rides and stalls and then on the beach for an ice cream but we didn't get to do any of that without a car, it was nice weather aswell :( Yasmin has missed us so much, you could tell because as soon as I picked her up from her mums she was hugging and kissing me, stroking my hair and face and saying "I love you Kimmi" all the time, bless her. She kept thinking she was coming with us too, "I coming to Cardiff with you and daddy today?". As much as we wanted her to come with us, Nolan had work and I have exams so we arranged for her to come down in a few weeks for a whole week :) She also heard us talking about the car aswell so she said...&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin: "Your car battery broken daddy?"&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: "Yes Yas, I daddy needs to fix it"&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin: "I can help you fix it daddy"&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: "Can you?"&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin: "Yeah...we have to go to my nains and get my tools though!"&lt;br /&gt;Nolan: "Thats a good idea Yas!"&lt;br /&gt;Yasmin: "Yeah daddy, I got another idea too...I come to Cardiff to live with you and Kimmi?"&lt;br /&gt;Think she really loves Cardiff because when she's down here we're out everyday even if it's raining, swimming, bowling, park, walks, beaches! She loves all that especially the swimming and it's so important she learns now so she doesn't have to when she's like 8 like I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AEQmT-_UI/AAAAAAAAALI/TYywJrDqRCs/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AEQmT-_UI/AAAAAAAAALI/TYywJrDqRCs/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467374630836567362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AEjyXhvOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fmSOGcLiZm8/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AEjyXhvOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fmSOGcLiZm8/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467374960490167522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AEwFcewAI/AAAAAAAAALY/IfqRhJkf59Q/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AEwFcewAI/AAAAAAAAALY/IfqRhJkf59Q/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467375171769647106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AE9l_8k6I/AAAAAAAAALg/7UIT8MJI7KI/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AE9l_8k6I/AAAAAAAAALg/7UIT8MJI7KI/s320/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467375403846636450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AFKW7F7_I/AAAAAAAAALo/tfNEPdNVqgA/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AFKW7F7_I/AAAAAAAAALo/tfNEPdNVqgA/s320/016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467375623138045938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AFWxYoYiI/AAAAAAAAALw/KQBFLr_MCNc/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AFWxYoYiI/AAAAAAAAALw/KQBFLr_MCNc/s320/020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467375836399690274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AFh1mYUBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/pdyoOk7CNtM/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AFh1mYUBI/AAAAAAAAAL4/pdyoOk7CNtM/s320/019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467376026509660178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my nains still not well and is still on her chemotherapy, but she's such a strong woman. It was nice just to see her and give her a hug, although I had such a bad cold so couldn't get too close, a cold would have gone on her chest and would have made her worse especially since the Doctors found fluid on her lungs recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to revision, exams all this week. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-1054803959013273224?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/1054803959013273224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-it-rains-it-pours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1054803959013273224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1054803959013273224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-it-rains-it-pours.html' title='When it rains, it pours :('/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S-AEQmT-_UI/AAAAAAAAALI/TYywJrDqRCs/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-8716288901049342145</id><published>2010-04-28T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T07:39:53.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie's visit!</title><content type='html'>Sophie's just gone home :( and I am spent out! Never go shopping with this girl seriously, I spent half the week waiting outside shops for her (I don't go into shops I can't afford...too tempting)! And she left her bloody bank card in a card machine in one of the shops :S What a numpty lol. Bought some lush clothes, pyjamas and shoes for Yasmin and treated Nolan aswell. I much prefer to spoil other people rather than myself, I think a lot of people are like that! &lt;br /&gt;Went into Cardiff Bay for a cocktail and a game of bowling aswell, I love love love Cardiff Bay, Sophie compared it to America lol because we went to this mall place with a load of restauraunts, cinemas, bowling alleys, coffee shops...plus the weather was warm so she probably got carried away :)! I love this restauraunt there called "Old Orleans", it reminds me of this place called "Wild Jacks" in America. Had a gorgeous cocktail with Sophie before bowling (which I sucked at). &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3404/3273584217_2630050514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3404/3273584217_2630050514.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures from our fun few days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S9hHElgBlGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6iNhjsxklGI/s1600/Soph+and+Dave,+Cardiff!+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S9hHElgBlGI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6iNhjsxklGI/s320/Soph+and+Dave,+Cardiff!+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465196291925578850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S9hHUOwwzEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/vw3DdyanSOI/s1600/Soph+and+Dave,+Cardiff!+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S9hHs7aLgGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/lQY2n8mPPmo/s320/Soph+and+Dave,+Cardiff!+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465196985001410658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S9hIBAFrpmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/gMyq3cMPQEI/s1600/Soph+and+Dave,+Cardiff!+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S9hIBAFrpmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/gMyq3cMPQEI/s320/Soph+and+Dave,+Cardiff!+017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465197329854998114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S9hIPPCaKeI/AAAAAAAAALA/2ctLTdIhkEA/s1600/Soph+and+Dave,+Cardiff!+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S9hIPPCaKeI/AAAAAAAAALA/2ctLTdIhkEA/s320/Soph+and+Dave,+Cardiff!+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465197574385969634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-8716288901049342145?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/8716288901049342145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/04/sophies-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/8716288901049342145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/8716288901049342145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/04/sophies-visit.html' title='Sophie&apos;s visit!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3404/3273584217_2630050514_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-2432475288293714268</id><published>2010-04-23T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T02:11:59.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenteen :)</title><content type='html'>Wow, I'm 20. Had a great birthday, got spoilt! I had loads of money off the family, chocolates, some new books, some lush bath and shower gels, perfumes, make up! Lots :) Wasn't feeling very well on the Saturday so just stayed in with Nolan and had a Dominos which was the third dominos I've ever had in my life! Probably the best pizza... ever. Mum and Richard came up for a few days just before my birthday, we went out to mine and Nolans favourite restaurant and had a meal there. We took them to Barry Island aswell which they loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Kristin and her new boyfriend Danny came down to Cardiff a few days after them, all we did was basically eat out, so need to be strict this month! Nolan and myself have never eaten out so much so it kind of a nice treat not to have to cook every day (Nolan can not cook...at all.) I was meant to go home this weekend but typically there's something wrong with the car :( So Nolan needs to fix it this weekend so we can go up the following weekend. Could have really done with seeing Yasmin this week aswell, she's just had a baby brother so she must be really excited. Aw well, will just have to give her double the hugs when I see her next week, will take lots of new photos aswell! :) On the plus side, my other sister Sophie and her boyfriend Dave are coming down Sunday untill Wednesday which I'm so looking forward to. I'm going to take them shopping to Cardiff and since Nolans got Monday off I'll probably take them somewhere if the suns out, because lets face it, we've GOT to make the most of it here in Wales!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-2432475288293714268?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/2432475288293714268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/04/twenteen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/2432475288293714268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/2432475288293714268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/04/twenteen.html' title='Twenteen :)'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-7064346690095199864</id><published>2010-03-20T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T06:21:46.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0671729470.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 475px;" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0671729470.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ala.org/ala/mgrps/divs/yalsa/booklistsawards/alexawards/2004alex/the-time-travelers-wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 475px;" src="http://www.ala.org/ala/mgrps/divs/yalsa/booklistsawards/alexawards/2004alex/the-time-travelers-wife.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.twilightseries.co.za/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/new-moon-dvd-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 489px;" src="http://www.twilightseries.co.za/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/new-moon-dvd-cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDi2yQhS0KI/SGLIeM5gpQI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/W1M1eBrnsSo/s400/candles-tallpinkFINAL400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDi2yQhS0KI/SGLIeM5gpQI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/W1M1eBrnsSo/s400/candles-tallpinkFINAL400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some nice Candles, New Moon DVD (naturally), some books I read ages ago and loved, a nice scarf, some new sunglasses since I'm such a clutz and always break mine (so don't buy expensive sunglasses Nolan!) Just a few things I want for my birthday because I know he sometimes looks at this, no longer a teenager soon!!! :) I will be spending my birthday in Cardiff this year which will probably be the first time I haven't spent it with my twin sister or my mum, so a certain someone has to pull out all the stops ;) I want a cake and balloons when I wake up, and don't forget the actual birthday card this year Nolan haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-7064346690095199864?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/7064346690095199864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-birthday-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7064346690095199864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7064346690095199864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-birthday-soon.html' title='My Birthday Soon!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WDi2yQhS0KI/SGLIeM5gpQI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/W1M1eBrnsSo/s72-c/candles-tallpinkFINAL400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-7646542857718281908</id><published>2010-03-04T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T16:55:07.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You Nolan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S5BWSFEpv2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/fYuf7N0xFT0/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S5BWSFEpv2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/fYuf7N0xFT0/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444946818090254178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought today how lucky I am to have Nolan, it's just the little things he does for me. He works full time so I can study Psychology and get a degree, he will quite happily go without half our weekly shop so I can have an extra dress or pair of shoes, he sees things that reminds him of me and he'll buy them (Princess and the Frog easter egg, New Moon bookmarker), he will leave the house at midnight to get me a chicken burger if I want a chicken burger, he will pick me up at 2am from town if I'm on a night out (he'll also take all my friends home), he'll compliment me on every meal I cook even if its rubbish, he'll watch horror movies with me even though he HATES them and he treats me like the most beautiful woman in the world. I'm so lucky, I've met the person I want to spend the rest of my life with at 19 years old. Wow. I love you Nolan and thank you for just being you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-7646542857718281908?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/7646542857718281908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-you-nolan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7646542857718281908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7646542857718281908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-love-you-nolan.html' title='I Love You Nolan!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S5BWSFEpv2I/AAAAAAAAAJo/fYuf7N0xFT0/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-4763615961848183072</id><published>2010-02-28T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T07:31:53.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoe and Lewis's engagement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qMGlx_eOI/AAAAAAAAAJg/2qSQI5B-TGs/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qMGlx_eOI/AAAAAAAAAJg/2qSQI5B-TGs/s320/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443317144479561954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qL8grJFeI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EPeYGrWU10Y/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qL8grJFeI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EPeYGrWU10Y/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443316971309962722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qL2WGEAoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Pqs5r0HhSPE/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qL2WGEAoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Pqs5r0HhSPE/s320/023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443316865390871170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qLuCzGAhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jtZggIup8DE/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qLuCzGAhI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jtZggIup8DE/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443316722772083218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qLmdAIeAI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tEcdjm2hfCY/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qLmdAIeAI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tEcdjm2hfCY/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443316592367138818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qLfFu7nnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/swvsofcS15U/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qLfFu7nnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/swvsofcS15U/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443316465861893746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a really fun engagement party last night, it was for Nolans best friend Lewis! It was so nice, I got to meet all Nolans school friends whom he hadn't seen for years either, there was a nice buffet and we had a few drinks, in Nolans case more than a few lol! Hmm there was a theme developing when I met all of his friends... "so Nolan when are you two going to get engaged then?" Haha the pressures on now Nolan! Even your friends have noticed! Zoe's cake was so funny, it was a cheeseburger cake lol with jam dripping over the sides like relish aswell! Zoe doesn't do traditional I don't think because there was even one of those cardboard cutouts that you put your face in on the dancefloor lol! It was such a good idea, because people took more photos etc. Really didn't know what to get them as a present, as 200 people were invited we didn't just want to get vouchers or money or something like that. So we bought to glass photo frames (one saying "daddy" one saying "mummy") with poems on one side and a photo frame on the other. So we printed out a selection of photos for them aswell, Joe is so cute it was so hard narrowing it down! Had a really good night anyways, and they loved their pressie ! Chilling out today, cannot handle another night drinking, two days in a row is MORE than enough for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-4763615961848183072?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/4763615961848183072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/02/zoe-and-lewiss-engagement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/4763615961848183072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/4763615961848183072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/02/zoe-and-lewiss-engagement.html' title='Zoe and Lewis&apos;s engagement!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S4qMGlx_eOI/AAAAAAAAAJg/2qSQI5B-TGs/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-6751068332043686435</id><published>2010-02-18T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:18:02.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week has flown :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S328keyICII/AAAAAAAAAIw/m2842Lu7aCw/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S328keyICII/AAAAAAAAAIw/m2842Lu7aCw/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439711259858045058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S328a8ypLMI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1d_LWC78f1I/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S328a8ypLMI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1d_LWC78f1I/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439711096114588866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S328MILfHiI/AAAAAAAAAIg/gTd6VVyeAr4/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S328MILfHiI/AAAAAAAAAIg/gTd6VVyeAr4/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439710841473539618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S3277ITXkAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/w54N9klR_p0/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S3277ITXkAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/w54N9klR_p0/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439710549448822786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S327v_3lOOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xVpRVmyFGZM/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S327v_3lOOI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xVpRVmyFGZM/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439710358206232802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S327lmCIPhI/AAAAAAAAAII/p8mUZBq7b8g/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S327lmCIPhI/AAAAAAAAAII/p8mUZBq7b8g/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439710179472457234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a week! So I went to get Yasmin from North Wales on Monday and she spent the week with us here in Cardiff. I went down on a Friday and it was so nice to have my mum to myself so to speak, we just chilled out, drank wine, went out for a meal, talked, watched New Moon. Just great :) Brought Yasmin down on the train, since the petrol is so expensive by car and I have a third off all train tickets with my student card. Plus, Nolan could work an extra day then while I went and got her. The train journey is like five hours and to be honest I thought she would act up a bit since it is such a boring journey, but she was brilliant. Talked non stop, ate her own body weight in grapes and apples, played "I spy", coloured in her colouring book and the hours flew! (Her version of playing I Spy is "I spy with my little eye something beginning with green" lol) A man actually stopped me when we were getting off the train and said "has she been on the train since Holyhead, she's been such a good girl, didn't even notice her sitting behind me!" Was quite chuffed with that lol bless her, I had SO many bags to carry and she helped me by carrying her backpack and pulling her suitcase. She was so excited to see Nolan aswell, wouldn't leave his side all week! She is so funny, she knows and remembers so many things it's mad! We were listening to Lady GaGa's "bad romance" and after she sang the line "I don't wanna be friends..." Yasmin turned to me and said "Kimmi, Lady GaGa doesn't want to be friends with us no?" haha I laughed so hard! Bless her! She is coming along with her swimming so well now, she jumps in and goes under and for her it's a big thing, because she has always hated water on her hair/head etc and we went camping one night a year ago and decided to go canoeing; the boat capsised and we all fell in including Yasmin which is ironic because the only reason we went canoeing is because Yasmin whinged to do it! So think she still remembers being underwater in a freezing lake, so for her, being underwater is a big step and we were so pleased for her. She won't let us hold her now, she HAS to swim on her own in the deep end even. So we went to Toys R Us and spoiled her a bit to show her how proud we were. We bought her a few jigsaws, books, toy instruments, racing cars (she is very tomboy-ish lol) etc for her room down here because we're always buying her toys when she's here and they just go back up North with her, so she's getting new toys every month and it's only just been christmas! So these toys can stay in her room here for when she visits. Bought her some Fifi and the Flowertots trainers and some pink boots aswell :) She's going home tomorrow and I'm a bit upset because the house feels like &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;home &lt;/span&gt; when she's here, it feels "lived in" if you know what I mean. I love how the house is cluttered with toys and beakers when she's here. But, I suppose I get to see my mum this weekend again, which is always good news :) Going to read my Breaking Dawn book now (for the 8th time) while daddy and Yasmin are watching Pocohantas :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-6751068332043686435?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/6751068332043686435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-week-has-flown.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/6751068332043686435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/6751068332043686435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-week-has-flown.html' title='This week has flown :('/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S328keyICII/AAAAAAAAAIw/m2842Lu7aCw/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-2708857953553472284</id><published>2010-02-08T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T10:39:58.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's too short...</title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged in ages! Wow! Really done my back in last week so wasn't too keen to sit here with a laptop on my knee putting strain on my neck! Yasmin is coming down next week, yay! I'm going down on Friday, spending the weekend with my mum, picking Yasmin up on Sunday from her mum's for a few hours, then I'm taking her home with me to Cardiff for a week. Lots planned, as usual. Spoiling her with clothes and toys, swimming, probably baking, visiting her family down here etc! Then following weekend we're taking her home and we'll have the weekend there aswell :) We're visiting Nolans mum when we're down aswell, he hasnt seen her in years for reasons I won't go into. But lets just say Nolan didn't have a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt; childhood. Nolan phoned her last night for the first time in years, and we found out shes quite ill. This has put things into perspective for Nolan, they were speaking on the phone for an hour and I think patched up their differences. So she'll be seeing Yasmin her granddaughter for the first time in two years next weekend. Exciting! With my grandmother battling cancer aswell, it does kind of put things into perspective, I have always taken my nain for granted assuming she's always going to be there, but things like this jolt you right back down to earth. So now whenever I am down I visit my nain first, she is my priority. Nolan is normally quite hard faced, he is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; independent and won't let anyone or anything upset him or tell him what to do. So for him to get back in touch with his mother is a big thing, but I'm glad he has done it, if (god forbid) something happened to her, he would never forgive himself if he hadn't taken the chance to make up. Hopefully, they'll keep stepping in the right direction :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-2708857953553472284?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/2708857953553472284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/02/lifes-too-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/2708857953553472284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/2708857953553472284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/02/lifes-too-short.html' title='Life&apos;s too short...'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-2047996345505633915</id><published>2010-01-16T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T08:34:01.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a short note!</title><content type='html'>Just a short update today, too tired to do anything else! Me and Nolan went to see Avatar 3D yesterday, we've seen it before but it was a pirate copy, yes I know we should have waited, but I am one of the most impatient people ever! I really didn't want to fork out money to watch Avatar in 3D because I'd already seen it, but mum (knowing I'm a tight arse) put the money in my account for me so I had no choice but to go ;) We were going to the 7:30pm showing but honestly, I have NEVER seen a cinema SO packed. In Cardiff, the cinemas are huge, and the queues were so long they reached outside the cinema. We though "no way!" and we saw the 11:00pm showing. Late I know but I'd been looking forward to it all day and wasn't prepared to be disapointed lol. Just chilling out tonight with Nolan and a few glasses of wine, its terrible weather (snow has gone thank god) so we're just staying warm tonight! If its nice-ish weather tomorrow we might go to Margam park or somewere for a walk :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-2047996345505633915?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/2047996345505633915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-short-note.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/2047996345505633915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/2047996345505633915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-short-note.html' title='Just a short note!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-3035164460928294460</id><published>2010-01-14T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T08:46:19.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies when you're having fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08ZCp1NTQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XiI6hjqgTpk/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08ZCp1NTQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XiI6hjqgTpk/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426583609384193282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08Y2EFNdUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/b9mDhZjN38I/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08Y2EFNdUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/b9mDhZjN38I/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426583393092334914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08YoKN_OfI/AAAAAAAAAHw/FW6W0j_JCMU/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08YoKN_OfI/AAAAAAAAAHw/FW6W0j_JCMU/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426583154221595122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08YbpJC4BI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zk_Lo0Q7GhI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08YbpJC4BI/AAAAAAAAAHo/zk_Lo0Q7GhI/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426582939184062482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08YP0nbOdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_NJQUrIitoY/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08YP0nbOdI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_NJQUrIitoY/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426582736105847250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08YFPSK02I/AAAAAAAAAHY/RNehRegE2eI/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08YFPSK02I/AAAAAAAAAHY/RNehRegE2eI/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426582554285888354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08X23LFnRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/R9KsBagRpKo/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08X23LFnRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/R9KsBagRpKo/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426582307295567122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we've been having so many "snow days", I've been running out of things to do to stay entertained LOL I've cleaned the house a dozen times, changed the layout of all my photo frames candles, pictures etc. Since we can't walk anywere because of the ice and snow we've been so bored! So while I was tidying and cleaning I came across a big photo frame and empty photo album I'd had as presents ages ago, so I went a bit mad with the cutting and sorted out all my photos from my childhood and from when Yasmin was a baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy how much she's changed since I've known her, I know it's terrible, but I can't even picture her like that right now, nor can Nolan. We found her first ever picture that Nolan had taken when she was born, it was lovely reminiscing. Makes me excited for when I finally have children! Got all this to look forward to! I found a picture of me and Kristin my twin sister when we were first born, we look tiny cause' I was only 3lbs and she was only 4lbs! (She took nearly all of my blood supply in the womb hence why I was so light) plus we were born at 6 1/2 months! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its crazy how pale I look in this photo and how red Kris looks, we look really ill in it, but I've heard it's quite common for twins to be premature.&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I know, I hate people who take pictures OF pictures aswell, but these were so cute and I was too tired to bother to put them up properly :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-3035164460928294460?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/3035164460928294460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-flies-when-youre-having-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/3035164460928294460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/3035164460928294460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-flies-when-youre-having-fun.html' title='Time flies when you&apos;re having fun!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S08ZCp1NTQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XiI6hjqgTpk/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-7432025200815511788</id><published>2010-01-06T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T05:44:44.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok...this isn't fun anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0STvfBhJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/qadUlyL3Yag/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0STvfBhJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/qadUlyL3Yag/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423622295251920834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0SThl702yI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5xUpVHmwI5M/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0SThl702yI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5xUpVHmwI5M/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423622056588925730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0STYnk_qKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XPnQ2gGHVCA/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0STYnk_qKI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XPnQ2gGHVCA/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423621902411212962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0STLPtdcMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nsxeUUS6QTU/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0STLPtdcMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/nsxeUUS6QTU/s320/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423621672665968834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had snow for three days now! Enough is enough LOL, I haven't been able to get to Uni or go anywere because the snow is that bad. The car won't move because we live on an absurdely steep hill in the Valleys so we are literally stuck in the house! Nolan has been off work today and he is already annoying me LOL! I have virtually NO food in the house as I haven't had the chance to do my big shop since coming home, so I'm confined to buying crappy cheap food from the shop round the corner. I bought like four small things this morning and it cost me £10! I was mortified handing over that cash I'm telling you! Upon even walking there I must have fallen over five times because I had thick Ugg boots on and they were sinking through the snow and on to the slippy ground underneath it! I am not impressed, no way am I walking to Uni in this all week! Ok, rant over...sorry guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-7432025200815511788?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/7432025200815511788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/01/okthis-isnt-fun-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7432025200815511788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7432025200815511788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/01/okthis-isnt-fun-anymore.html' title='Ok...this isn&apos;t fun anymore...'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0STvfBhJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/qadUlyL3Yag/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-1108151338793189508</id><published>2010-01-04T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:21:42.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's no place like home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0JNwAoGw0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/CdZhanPXVeg/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0JLaOkdIXI/AAAAAAAAAFA/mrh3qKhq4lA/s320/Xmas+2009+038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422979815267180914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0JLL_Fy58I/AAAAAAAAAE4/2ZuMCoCglsk/s1600-h/Xmas+2009+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0JLL_Fy58I/AAAAAAAAAE4/2ZuMCoCglsk/s320/Xmas+2009+036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422979570593884098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0JK9gBLAKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/jHUVYLO0wPo/s1600-h/Xmas+2009+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0JK9gBLAKI/AAAAAAAAAEw/jHUVYLO0wPo/s320/Xmas+2009+032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422979321734824098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0JKvYbwx3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/L46ePbWbu-E/s1600-h/Xmas+2009+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0JKvYbwx3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/L46ePbWbu-E/s320/Xmas+2009+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422979079180699506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home :( well, in Cardiff. Had a lovely two weeks at home with the family, spent my time home wisely. Visited everyone I wanted, some not as much as I would have liked but thats can't be helped, went out to my local, went shopping, went to the beach, went to playgrounds, went to Llanberis in the snowy mountains, and had lots and lots of nice food and drink LOL! Yasmin loved all her pressies, she was totally hyper this week, running everywere and shouting but I think it was because she was so excited to see everyone and there were presents involved! :) Spent the last four days staying with mum, watched the new film Avatar. It was immense! A bit too long at over three hours I think, but a really good love story! Went to Lllanberis for a picnic then, was sooooooo cold, I've never known weather like it at -6!!! Nain is a lot better and will be going home this week, I'm so happy she is back on her feet and things are looking up for her. Was back to Uni today, how depressing, nearly fell on my bum walking on the black ice to uni! I swear, I will not be making that journey any time soon! &lt;br /&gt;Ps. Sorry for the picture overload!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-1108151338793189508?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/1108151338793189508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/01/theres-no-place-like-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1108151338793189508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1108151338793189508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2010/01/theres-no-place-like-home.html' title='There&apos;s no place like home...'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/S0JNwAoGw0I/AAAAAAAAAGg/CdZhanPXVeg/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-1589875958636555270</id><published>2009-12-29T03:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T03:14:01.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at home!</title><content type='html'>Hve had such a wonderful christmas at home with all the family! I have been so spoiled, spent christmas day with mum, didn't get there till 11am so I was desparate to open some pressies, what a kid I am. Got loads of girly things like perfume, make up, body butters and cream, wine, pyjamas, chocolates etc and a lot of money to spend in the sales :) Yasmin got spoilt aswell, had all the presents off us along with a tea trolley with a tea set off mum, flanelette pyjamas off Krissi and money off everyone else. She was really pleased! Boxing day we were with dad then, and in Rachels in the evening. Rachel did this HUGE buffet and god we'd just eaten a massive roast, urrgh felt so sick the next day haha! Especially with all the overload on drinking we had done aswell, not good. Getting my hair done tonight, cannot wait, it is looooooong overdue! Pictures to follow when I get the time :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-1589875958636555270?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/1589875958636555270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1589875958636555270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1589875958636555270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-at-home.html' title='Christmas at home!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-7160698453795145250</id><published>2009-12-22T03:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T03:49:42.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow was a bad idea...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SzCyGePKivI/AAAAAAAAAEg/zOTMdy1tnBc/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SzCyGePKivI/AAAAAAAAAEg/zOTMdy1tnBc/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418026175992335090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SzCx75baXnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-HGSLXrMsis/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SzCx75baXnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/-HGSLXrMsis/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418025994312900210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SzCxwDo5CsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/93liBeL9ry8/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SzCxwDo5CsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/93liBeL9ry8/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418025790895360706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got snow!!! Wish I hadn't asked for it, didn't realize it would cause so much trouble when you live at the bottom of a huge hill! We woke up and everywhere was white, covered. Nolan had work, but next doors car nearly wheelspan into ours so no way was he risking writing off his car, especially because we're going home tomorrow. We'd be quite literally stuck! So he opted for the train but all the trains were either cancelled or delayed which was fine because he would have waited for one, but he finishes at 9pm, the trains wouldn't have been running then, so boss man phoned and said he could have the day off :) So we literally did nothing, wathced cheesy christmas movies like Muppets Christmas Carol (my favourite), Elf, Jack Frost and The Santa Clause. I made a lush roasted vegetable soup and we just stayed under the quilt all day and stayed warm, good idea it was because it's -6 degrees here!!!! I just hope we can get home tomorrow, because Nolan is seriously worried, its a five hour drive but I don't mind taking the trip slow all day if thats what it takes, Id rather be safe than sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-7160698453795145250?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/7160698453795145250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-was-bad-idea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7160698453795145250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7160698453795145250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-was-bad-idea.html' title='Snow was a bad idea...'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SzCyGePKivI/AAAAAAAAAEg/zOTMdy1tnBc/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-6500093008713538333</id><published>2009-12-21T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T03:18:47.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more thinking about presents!!!</title><content type='html'>DONE! Christmas shopping is done! I keep thinking I've forgotten someone, its driving me crazy but I refuse to think about it now! Hope everyone likes what they have, I prefer buying people presents compared to receiving them, love to see the look on peoples faces! Didn't really have to do much shopping this year, and I'm not really in the christmas mood, I think its because we don't have a tree or anything. We decided not to bother with decorations and a tree this year, there were a few reasons why. For one, we chucked all our decorations and old tree last year when we moved down to Cardiff so we would have had to buy everything from scratch, plus we're not here for christmas we're with the family for North Wales, and finally we won't be back untill new year and Nolan is back to work and I'm straight back to University so after a five hour car journey we would just be like "errghh we've got to pull this tree and all the decorations down now!". Call me Scrooge, fine, but we didn't even think about it untill like ten days ago! There was no point buying one then! Will try and make more of an effort next year :) Nolan bought some lovely pressies for Yasmin yesterday, as mentioned before, she has already had a tv and dvd player off him so we only bought a few bits; a FiFi play cottage with FiFi figures, Roary the Racing car and talking figure, Bob The Builder work play set, a Ben 10 stationary set, a Tresspass winter coat and some more clothes. Yes, I know a few of them are kind of "boy-ish" but she loves them characters so thats all that matters I suppose. Meanwhile, mum is REALLY looking forward to seeing me, havent seen her in about two months and I never really get time to see her because I have a lot of visiting to do as I don't come down very often. She told me on the phone yesterday that she couldn't wait to give me cuddles and "sniff my hair" and "feel my cute cheeks"...slightly creepy? I think its cute, bless her :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-6500093008713538333?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/6500093008713538333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-more-thinking-about-presents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/6500093008713538333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/6500093008713538333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-more-thinking-about-presents.html' title='No more thinking about presents!!!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-8581113559508284979</id><published>2009-12-20T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T13:34:03.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow this year...please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sy6XlTgwxNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/cBLqPYOhnEg/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sy6XlTgwxNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/cBLqPYOhnEg/s320/017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417434068921926866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sy6XXAT7CSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8Ji4rriJKR0/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sy6XXAT7CSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8Ji4rriJKR0/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417433823249631522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sy6WzLF3J0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/vpXoeVh8ESo/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sy6WzLF3J0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/vpXoeVh8ESo/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417433207668156226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please please can we have snow this year? It was lovely last year, so please just a little......?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-8581113559508284979?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/8581113559508284979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-this-yearplease.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/8581113559508284979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/8581113559508284979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-this-yearplease.html' title='Snow this year...please?'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sy6XlTgwxNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/cBLqPYOhnEg/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-5174457678505213071</id><published>2009-12-19T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T13:37:12.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Vid :)</title><content type='html'>Nearly forgot, here's a cute little video I took of our niece Esme laughing at the Nintendo wii! I don't know why she found it so funny :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2786d515b09281aa" 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://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2786d515b09281aa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331559129%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D050474878104539B8795AB1A0BC528738BB688.43449CE77F5B49A249B4D4037463CB28ECA94957%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2786d515b09281aa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFPKIFKRdfEDi04jstK0VRuoemUE&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://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2786d515b09281aa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331559129%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D050474878104539B8795AB1A0BC528738BB688.43449CE77F5B49A249B4D4037463CB28ECA94957%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2786d515b09281aa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFPKIFKRdfEDi04jstK0VRuoemUE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-5174457678505213071?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/5174457678505213071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/cute-vid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/5174457678505213071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/5174457678505213071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/cute-vid.html' title='Cute Vid :)'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-6100745585893242555</id><published>2009-12-19T12:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:15:45.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents ...</title><content type='html'>I'm at a bit of a loss this year present-wise! I know the recession has hit everyone hard so everyone is a bit strapped for cash, so I am not going overboard this year. Last year Kristin and me went halfs on an Estee Lauder make up kit, perfume and suitcase for mum for her holidays, all together it was around £170! Won't be doing that this year I'm afraid! This year, it's strictly wine and chocolates! For me, christmas is for the children anyway, and I will be looking forward to seeing family and friends and having fun! We went halfs with Yasmins mum to buy her a pink 19 inch television and dvd player for her bedroom, so just a few presents this year. So far she has a few bits of clothes, and a nice warm winter coat and a kids laptop which has little activities on it. She had one before and she was always on it, but she told us it had broken so we can replace that for her. She will be spoiled this year as usual anyway, she always prefers the smallest and cheapest present she has anyway. For her birthday, we bought her a Peppa Pig xylophone as something small, and she played with it ALL day, but I think thats how most kids are. Kristins got a new boyfriend aswell, so he'll be spending christmas with us, haven't met him yet so will have to grill him about his intentions towards my sister haha! Whatever happens, presents or no presents, I'll still have a lovely time, because family and friends is what it's all about all about :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-6100745585893242555?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/6100745585893242555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/presents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/6100745585893242555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/6100745585893242555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/presents.html' title='Presents ...'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-5811285309862154532</id><published>2009-12-12T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T08:33:52.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Christmas Presents :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SyPF38qANDI/AAAAAAAAACc/rFOZctUDyH4/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SyPF38qANDI/AAAAAAAAACc/rFOZctUDyH4/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414388741995246642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SyPFrR2Z-3I/AAAAAAAAACU/_QsPC0M61rM/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SyPFrR2Z-3I/AAAAAAAAACU/_QsPC0M61rM/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414388524346112882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Lowri, Charly and myself are going home for christmas we won't be seeing each other for three weeks so we decided to open presents. I was so happy with the pressies I got. Weeks ago we were shopping and I saw a necklace and earring set from Dorothy Perkins I desperately wanted, and when we started Uni second year, I saw that Lowri's mum had painted a picture of me with a snowy landscape for her bedroom. I SO wanted that aswell. So turns out I had both :) Along with a nice bottle of wine from Lowri which will be comsumed tonight with X factor! Thank you girls! Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-5811285309862154532?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/5811285309862154532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/early-christmas-presents.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/5811285309862154532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/5811285309862154532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/early-christmas-presents.html' title='Early Christmas Presents :)'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SyPF38qANDI/AAAAAAAAACc/rFOZctUDyH4/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-1478397046853462469</id><published>2009-12-04T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:50:09.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SxlJhQ-e3cI/AAAAAAAAACM/ilMW65MIXHA/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411437263103909314 border=0 alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SxlJhQ-e3cI/AAAAAAAAACM/ilMW65MIXHA/s320/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Esme just woken up ! Christmas in like...three weeks! I haven't even started shopping yet! All I've got is one of Yasmin's present off me and a present for Kristin and Mum. I think everyone is getting wine and chocolate this year, everyone loves wine and chocolate LOL! We babysat overnight last weekend for out niece, Esme. She's only six months old and was a premature baby so she's tiny :) Was really nervous picking her up at first, but she didn't like hugs and stuff so that eased the fear a bit LOL. She was teething aswell, bless her. So she was a bit cranky but no trouble at all, love her. Can't wait to have her again, really enjoyed it and Nolan wants to start having his nieces and nephews more, cause' he's been working so much, you kind of lose your persepctive on things. But if you don't have family, who do you have eh? Going out tomorrow for a christmas meal and drinks with Nolans brother and sister in law. Should be fun, haven't had a night out in a loooong time so really excited :D. Meanwhile, there's only like...21 days till christmas DAY! Two weeks at home aaahh, never had so long with the family! So I'm going to get ALL this work done for Uni and then I shall be free to have a good holiday with family. Organised nights out with my friends who I haven't seen in months so can't wait for the reunion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9d99a4b5c491d1a7" 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://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9d99a4b5c491d1a7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331559129%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20DCB0558FC1C4E18FD9E581C2325E8BF15A3149.581293782D85E41897A135C3BAFD4F1981919AAA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d99a4b5c491d1a7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKymGSJ0hGd9OKljEtGQ5o_j__vU&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://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9d99a4b5c491d1a7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331559129%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20DCB0558FC1C4E18FD9E581C2325E8BF15A3149.581293782D85E41897A135C3BAFD4F1981919AAA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9d99a4b5c491d1a7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKymGSJ0hGd9OKljEtGQ5o_j__vU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-1478397046853462469?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/1478397046853462469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/busy-busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1478397046853462469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1478397046853462469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/12/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SxlJhQ-e3cI/AAAAAAAAACM/ilMW65MIXHA/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-4855199758726560520</id><published>2009-11-26T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:08:48.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sw6nekJaTWI/AAAAAAAAACE/-veMJHq6FWU/s1600/new-moon-poster-maddie-edward-bellajpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sw6nekJaTWI/AAAAAAAAACE/-veMJHq6FWU/s320/new-moon-poster-maddie-edward-bellajpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408444346059607394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh New Moon is finally out and it was worth the wait. Was meant to go and see it with the girls but Nolan offered to take me on the Sarurday cause I needed cheering up! And to be fair, Nolan wasn't particularly impressed with Twilight the first film, and I loved it obviously as any Twilight saga fan would have. The acting was ten times better in New Moon, Bella especially. In twilight I found all the eye fluttering and heavy breathing a bit predictable and quite frankly annoying. But with this one, she was more emotive and natural I think. I just didn't find her&lt;em&gt; as&lt;/em&gt; annoying! Jacob made the whole film, he got a chance to really show he could act, and in the new moon book I struggled to find the fuss with Jacob. I could not understand their relationship and why Bella felt this loyalty and affection for him. Although I still am Team Edward (LOL) I can understand their relationship more, and the sadness Bella and Jacob feel because they know it will never be. Sooooooo sad! Am taking another trip tonight with the girls, cannot wait so we can all see the film together instead of being judged by Nolan for crying like a blubbering wreck, they will feel my pain! LOL! The soundtrack is really good aswell which I expected because the Twilight one was so good. Each song fits the scenes perfectly, but my favourite has to be "The Meadow"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dY9HogElHX0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-4855199758726560520?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/4855199758726560520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/4855199758726560520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/4855199758726560520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-moon-3.html' title='New Moon &lt;3'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sw6nekJaTWI/AAAAAAAAACE/-veMJHq6FWU/s72-c/new-moon-poster-maddie-edward-bellajpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-4589068772879542419</id><published>2009-11-25T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T07:55:24.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearly Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sw1TZg7tJAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rNpB4DLqmkQ/s1600/images+56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 95px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sw1TZg7tJAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rNpB4DLqmkQ/s320/images+56.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408070425344025602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't updated my blog for a while I have had so much work to do and spent the week at home! Had a really good week, caught up with some friends and saw all my family again, not for as long as I would have liked. I'm not going all out on christmas this year, because as I see it, christmas is about the presents and fun for children and just about getting together for adults. Plus, there are a few babies in the family so it just gets ridiculous doing every last family member! I'm just doing stocking fillers this year and clothes for the babies. I just can't wait to spend a whole two weeks at home, I fancy going to Wrexham for new years because me and Kris never get to spend it together usually so since we have the time off, I might take advantage of it! So excited! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-4589068772879542419?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/4589068772879542419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/nearly-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/4589068772879542419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/4589068772879542419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/nearly-christmas.html' title='Nearly Christmas!'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Sw1TZg7tJAI/AAAAAAAAAB8/rNpB4DLqmkQ/s72-c/images+56.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-5190948336967383705</id><published>2009-11-11T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T13:26:15.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looooong Week zzzzz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Svsr3fSG3BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ax3yL_G42W0/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Svsr3fSG3BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ax3yL_G42W0/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402960410251287570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          Thank you for a lovely week babe! :)&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh I'm so tired, had Yasmin all week and it's taken its toll now! Lol! Went swimming again today, the weather is so crappy and its better than staying inside all day! Third time this week! Going back home tomorrow and I'm so excited, really missed mum and Rich and everyone. Staying with mum which will be great, we'll probs end up watching Twilight all weekend lol! Only person missing will be Krissi which is a shame. Can't wait to see how nainy is doing aswell, she says shes feeling better and she stops her medication next week so we will see how things go from there! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-5190948336967383705?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/5190948336967383705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/looooong-week-zzzzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/5190948336967383705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/5190948336967383705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/looooong-week-zzzzz.html' title='Looooong Week zzzzz...'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/Svsr3fSG3BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ax3yL_G42W0/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-5480330318495936358</id><published>2009-11-09T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T12:24:01.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>We have spent ALL day swimming, literally, like five hours. Yasmins got a bit more guts in the pool now, can swim on her own with the armbands! Nolan was really chuffed! She got too big for her boots then, jumping in the deep end and going on slides lol! Me and Nolan loved it aswell, don't know why we don't do more things like this, just me and him, we did it for a while but then we stopped for some reason. He started working weekends and we just had no time for it! He's upstairs reading Yasmin a story now so I've got five minutes to myself! :) Hair stinks of chlorine so might go for a soak, swimming again tomorrow and baking I think :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-5480330318495936358?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/5480330318495936358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/swimming.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/5480330318495936358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/5480330318495936358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/swimming.html' title='Swimming'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-8978287943219754035</id><published>2009-11-08T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T14:35:21.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan's Christening</title><content type='html'>Words cannot express how knackered I really am! Got up at 7am to get a shower even though we werent due to be there till 10am. I wanted to curl my hair and get Yasmin ready aswell! The church was lovely, so proud of Nolan being godfather to Ryan. Even though he only said a few words and he didn't have to learn anything, he still delivered those words with precision and meaning lol! The hymns were so high pitched and you should have heard Nolan trying to sing them, nearly burst out laughing in the church! Baby Ryan was so well behaved aswell, didn't utter a peep! Yasmins in bed now so I'm going to have cuddles with Nolan, haven't had a chance to all week! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-8978287943219754035?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/8978287943219754035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/ryans-christening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/8978287943219754035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/8978287943219754035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/ryans-christening.html' title='Ryan&apos;s Christening'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-7619343699046075479</id><published>2009-11-07T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T12:25:31.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Night for Christening tomorrow :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvXXrznk3vI/AAAAAAAAABs/1rqafXbRn4k/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvXXrznk3vI/AAAAAAAAABs/1rqafXbRn4k/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401460475691327218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvXXgLWZJeI/AAAAAAAAABk/0wQpl8ZGxLQ/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvXXgLWZJeI/AAAAAAAAABk/0wQpl8ZGxLQ/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401460275903276514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvXXSJ0pIiI/AAAAAAAAABc/2CxTWyLl7IU/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvXXSJ0pIiI/AAAAAAAAABc/2CxTWyLl7IU/s320/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401460034975113762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Yasmins asleep at a fairly reasonably hour lol she fell asleep at around quarter to eight. She didn't sleep till 10 30pm last night! Think it was because she was excited and plus its a new environment for her to sleep in, one thats not totally familiar as shes only been here once before. We let her have a nap in the car aswell which I don't think she normally does so that probably messed up her routine. Plus she's got a cold, it went away for a while but she's been sniffling all day and coughing a lot, shes had tissues in her pockets all day and shes very independent wiping her nose herself like a proper grown up lol We're just keeping her warm aswell and giving her lots of fluids and if shes still sick tomorrow I will give her some vicks and calpol I think. She met Lowri and Charly today aswell, they had to help her colour of course. Baby Ryan's christening tomorrow aswell, Nolan is godfather so we have to be there pretty early! Yasmins been a bit whingy today aswell, think it was because it rained really heavily and we had to stay in. It will be better tomorrow because she can be with other children instead of being cooped up inside! Swimming monday then and she'll love that! We're taking her to see baby Joe this week aswell, she loves playing mother hen so she'll enjoy that. Just hope her cold will get a bit better so she can enjoy her week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-7619343699046075479?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/7619343699046075479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/early-night-for-christening-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7619343699046075479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/7619343699046075479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/early-night-for-christening-tomorrow.html' title='Early Night for Christening tomorrow :)'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvXXrznk3vI/AAAAAAAAABs/1rqafXbRn4k/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-197573193659499474</id><published>2009-11-06T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T11:18:17.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yasmins here ! :)</title><content type='html'>Yasmins finally here,she hasnt seen us in like five weeks, so when she first saw me she wouldn't stop hugging me or stroking my face, it was so cute! It's a four and a half hour journey from North Wales to South Wales and Yasmin did absolutely no whinging at all! :) Good girl she was, she ate her own body weight in fruit by hey thats ok. She's lying here now on her daddy and we're being forced to watch Ratatouille lol! She's wearing this all-in-one peppea pig babygrow pyjama suit and she looks adorable! Hope she sleeps well tonight cause' she's had a long day in school and then all the travelling. Can't wait, a whole week with her! Should be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-197573193659499474?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/197573193659499474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/yasmins-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/197573193659499474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/197573193659499474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/yasmins-here.html' title='Yasmins here ! :)'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-3233162894090477510</id><published>2009-11-05T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:22:08.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristin's visit to South Wales :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvMz0_j4UoI/AAAAAAAAABU/svZvPnH_D0k/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvMz0_j4UoI/AAAAAAAAABU/svZvPnH_D0k/s320/035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400717363655496322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvMzjX0K3WI/AAAAAAAAABM/UWiPQbWxPcI/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvMzjX0K3WI/AAAAAAAAABM/UWiPQbWxPcI/s320/045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400717060928626018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I'm just waiting to leave for north wales, hours are dragging! Kristin came down last week for two nights, It was amazing that she actually came down, thought she never would! We went out to treforest and she met the gang, had such a good time, Kristin especially ;). Sore heads next day! We needed the next day to relax, had a nice evening with Kristin then, chinese and a bottle of wine. Now that we're in separate Universities, I appreciate her a lot more, before I could have seen her every day whenever I wanted but now shes miles away. When I do have time with her, I feel so happy, makes you thankful for what you have already got. Can't wait till the next time, mind you we're off down there next, charly and lowri are coming as well so it should be IMMENSE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-3233162894090477510?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/3233162894090477510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/kristins-visit-to-south-wales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/3233162894090477510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/3233162894090477510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/kristins-visit-to-south-wales.html' title='Kristin&apos;s visit to South Wales :)'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvMz0_j4UoI/AAAAAAAAABU/svZvPnH_D0k/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-1223913821949116459</id><published>2009-11-05T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:33:05.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't wait to see this little face &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvLwAe-YhvI/AAAAAAAAABA/88PfDt1DlE0/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400642794276030194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvLwAe-YhvI/AAAAAAAAABA/88PfDt1DlE0/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A whole week with us, I can't wait :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-1223913821949116459?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/1223913821949116459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-wait-to-see-this-little-face-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1223913821949116459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/1223913821949116459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-wait-to-see-this-little-face-3.html' title='Can&apos;t wait to see this little face &lt;3'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OLH6GwcsFs4/SvLwAe-YhvI/AAAAAAAAABA/88PfDt1DlE0/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5915804386072821061.post-8606377706147861790</id><published>2009-11-05T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T06:52:56.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginner's Luck..</title><content type='html'>Ok, so decided to start doing this because I thought it would be a good way of keeping track and looking back on special and fun things in my life! After a chat with Kristin  my twin sister I realized that I had moslty forgotten happy times and funny chats we had had. So blogging is going to keep all that "special" information for me! Off to North Wales tonight to get Yasmin. Yasmin is my boyfriends 3 year old daughter and shes so lovely, we have her for a week so am looking forward to that, have done all my work ready so I can just enjoy my week off with her and Nolan. On the agenda is, Christening, swimming, shopping, walks, etc. I'm sure we'll find lots of cool and fun things to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5915804386072821061-8606377706147861790?l=kimmianne.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/feeds/8606377706147861790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/beginners-luck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/8606377706147861790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5915804386072821061/posts/default/8606377706147861790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kimmianne.blogspot.com/2009/11/beginners-luck.html' title='Beginner&apos;s Luck..'/><author><name>kimmianne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15221704198831110790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YnK7lzgGFyQ/Tmty-g_mD1I/AAAAAAAAATQ/zCNZw9www-k/s220/m%252Ce.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
