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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8DQ3Y7fCp7ImA9WhBaFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773</id><updated>2013-05-24T13:44:32.804-03:00</updated><category term="The Wild Stuff My Kids Say/Do" /><category term="Wrestling ... Yes ... Wrestling" /><category term="Strange But True" /><category term="Product / Service Reviews" /><category term="Pets" /><category term="Health" /><category term="Road Trips and Other Adventures" /><category term="Family" /><category term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>Kim's Korner</title><subtitle type="html">Back into Kim's Korner and follow the adventures of a single mom, her two active boys and yes, the pets too! Tornados, road trips, car accidents, a phone call from a hockey legend, makeup mayhem, kid gourmet, temporary canine insanity, and ... those pre-puberty questions from my pre-teen! YIKES! You never know what you'll find in the Korner!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>256</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/KimsKorner" /><feedburner:info uri="kimskorner" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>KimsKorner</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcHSX4-fip7ImA9WhBRFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-1873284176855074837</id><published>2013-03-05T19:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2013-03-05T19:43:58.056-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-05T19:43:58.056-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Product / Service Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Strange But True" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>An Open Letter To Car Buyers On Kijiji</title><summary type="html">
This is an open letter to car buyers on Kijiji.

  



Dear Kijiji car buyers I have dealt with in the past two weeks,



YOU SUCK!

  

I
 could simply end this post right here.  Because that’s really all I 
have to say about car buyers on Kijiji, given my personal experience.

  

But I suppose I should clarify one thing.

  

Not ALL car buyers on Kijiji suck.

  

Only the ones involved in &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/fSOozIWVh0M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1873284176855074837/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=1873284176855074837&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/1873284176855074837?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/1873284176855074837?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/fSOozIWVh0M/an-open-letter-to-car-buyers-on-kijiji.html" title="An Open Letter To Car Buyers On Kijiji" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2013/03/an-open-letter-to-car-buyers-on-kijiji.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIHQHwycCp7ImA9WhBTGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-551207988339027111</id><published>2013-02-13T19:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2013-02-13T20:08:51.298-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-13T20:08:51.298-04:00</app:edited><title>Here In Halifax, We Take Our Challenges, Texts, And Metal Health Seriously!</title><summary type="html">On the way home from work one night, as I do EVERY night, I stopped at my local Tim Hortons.

The woman in the drive-thru took my money, and while handing me my change and coffee, the conversation went something like this:

Tims Chick: Are you EVER cranky?

Me: Blink. Blink. Blink.

Tims Chick: Every night you come through, and you're ALWAYS smiling, happy and nice. I've NEVER seen you cranky!

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Like mow the lawn.  (Keep in mind, the boys were 4 &amp;amp; 8 back then.  No lawn mowing yet).

Or hoist Christmas trees on the car roof, put lights on the house, and bail gallons of water out of my basement.

And of course all the 'manual' stuff that comes &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/CGP7TkLhIKA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3642088257592776510/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=3642088257592776510&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/3642088257592776510?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/3642088257592776510?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/CGP7TkLhIKA/mamas-flyin-geek-flag-high-and-proud.html" title="Mama's Flyin' The Geek Flag HIGH and PROUD Today!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09lP2f_ZwkQ/URUHFlztdjI/AAAAAAAAFpc/UvTXSinQno0/s72-c/tool-man-taylor2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2013/02/mamas-flyin-geek-flag-high-and-proud.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQFSXY_cCp7ImA9WhNTGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-5317011279619942996</id><published>2012-10-23T01:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-10-23T01:25:18.848-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-23T01:25:18.848-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Road Trips and Other Adventures" /><title>Let Chainsaw Dude Drag Me Back Through The Soggy Rows.  I'm Done!</title><summary type="html">If you're looking for something to do between now and Halloween, that will absolutely scare the crap out of you, go to The Bloodfields, at RiverBreeze Fear Farm (corn maze), just outside Truro, NS.
That place is freakin' SCARY!


I could end the post right there.
That's really all there is to say.  


So, if you're looking for a fun and terrifying way to spend part of your evening ...

GO!

If &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/uRBD5Dv8Ic4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5317011279619942996/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=5317011279619942996&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/5317011279619942996?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/5317011279619942996?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/uRBD5Dv8Ic4/let-chainsaw-dude-drag-me-back-through.html" title="Let Chainsaw Dude Drag Me Back Through The Soggy Rows.  I'm Done!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yr3IKOdHOB4/UIXZlS79_4I/AAAAAAAAFoI/32BTCwIdFlk/s72-c/riverbreeze2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2012/10/let-chainsaw-dude-drag-me-back-through.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cNQng-cSp7ImA9WhNTEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-3489243711687361974</id><published>2012-10-12T23:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-10-14T20:58:13.659-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-14T20:58:13.659-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>I Wish She Could Have Believed In Her Own Words.</title><summary type="html">After getting the boys off to school today, (and before crawling back into bed, and into the flu-induced coma that has kept me home from work all week), I took the time to watch the video of Amanda Todd.

Amanda is the 15yr old girl from Port Coquitlam, B.C, who took her life this week, because she was being horribly bullied and tormented and blackmailed online.

This is a tragedy, that should &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/XnU8FG7eFx8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3489243711687361974/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=3489243711687361974&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/3489243711687361974?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/3489243711687361974?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/XnU8FG7eFx8/i-wish-she-could-have-believed-in-her.html" title="I Wish She Could Have Believed In Her Own Words." /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2012/10/i-wish-she-could-have-believed-in-her.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QCRX8yfyp7ImA9WhJWEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-5022899766682522904</id><published>2012-08-17T23:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-08-17T23:02:44.197-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-17T23:02:44.197-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>NO Pigtails In Public! (If You're In Your 40's)</title><summary type="html">Last Sunday, I was cleaning the house.

Not a fun time on the best of days, but doing so in the summer heat is even worse!

Because I have long hair, I tend to pull it back into a ponytail on days like these.

ESPECIALLY when cleaning the house.

However, THIS day, I thought I'd try something different.

I grabbed a couple of elastics and threw it into braids.  Something I hadn't done in a long &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/L_kNbQ5IgvQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5022899766682522904/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=5022899766682522904&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/5022899766682522904?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/5022899766682522904?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/L_kNbQ5IgvQ/no-pigtails-in-public-if-youre-in-your.html" title="NO Pigtails In Public! (If You're In Your 40's)" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLfDx3rvjMs/UC7rCNgmICI/AAAAAAAAFn0/OT8G19oWkw4/s72-c/pigtails.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2012/08/no-pigtails-in-public-if-youre-in-your.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUCR3o9cSp7ImA9WhJXF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-1401747826023978643</id><published>2012-08-12T09:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-08-12T12:11:06.469-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-12T12:11:06.469-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Strange But True" /><title>THREE For THREE On The Babyshit Green!!!</title><summary type="html">
I'm not a big gambler.



Never have been.



We have a casino right here, in my own back yard, and I couldn't tell you the last time I was there.





I do, however, like to buy a lottery ticket now and then.  And I like my Bingo.



No, not the 'sit in a hall with your cards and dobber thingy' kind of Bingo.



I mean the scratch ticket.  I like the Bingo scratch ticket.




And ... I hate to &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/elEgHR9SRvw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1401747826023978643/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=1401747826023978643&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/1401747826023978643?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/1401747826023978643?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/elEgHR9SRvw/three-for-three-on-babyshit-green.html" title="THREE For THREE On The Babyshit Green!!!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DDZXAcdm9pM/UCcO-Ewo5cI/AAAAAAAAFng/3rBFQ1YDLSY/s72-c/three+for+three+bsg2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2012/08/three-for-three-on-babyshit-green.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YNSHc5eip7ImA9WhNTEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-4938753881477910209</id><published>2012-08-10T22:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-10-14T20:59:59.922-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-14T20:59:59.922-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Wild Stuff My Kids Say/Do" /><title>When The Zombies Attack ... We're Goin' To Walmart!</title><summary type="html">
I learned something new about my 16yr old while on vacation this week.



He is completely prepared (in theory), for a zombie apocalypse. 





I'm not even sure how we got on the subject, but at one point, we were driving down the highway, when I turned to him and said, 'Ya know, if the zombies ever DO attack, I'll have to move a step down in the family chain of command, as you know a whole lot&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/jDJ4lWCQC_U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4938753881477910209/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=4938753881477910209&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/4938753881477910209?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/4938753881477910209?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/jDJ4lWCQC_U/when-zombies-attack-were-goin-to-walmart.html" title="When The Zombies Attack ... We're Goin' To Walmart!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2012/08/when-zombies-attack-were-goin-to-walmart.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMASXY5eCp7ImA9WhNTEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-4241877768875439364</id><published>2012-08-01T08:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-10-14T21:20:48.820-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-14T21:20:48.820-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Strange But True" /><title>Night Boys. Night Belle and Linken ........ Night Bat.</title><summary type="html">
Ahhhh,
 Sunday night, 11:30pm.

Time to relax.

After zoning out in a nice hot shower for half an hour, I was ready for bed. 

On my way out of the bathroom, Adam stops me with, 'Mom, I'm going to show you a 
magic trick'.

He takes me to the dining room to show me his latest trick, then he goes to get Alec for his encore presentation.

  I'm 
sitting at the table, waiting for their return, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/jgkGnHxWQws" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4241877768875439364/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=4241877768875439364&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/4241877768875439364?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/4241877768875439364?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/jgkGnHxWQws/night-boys-night-belle-and-linken-night.html" title="Night Boys. Night Belle and Linken ........ Night Bat." /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HCPLWOnYQ18/UBibiPLO_rI/AAAAAAAAFnE/iSs-2Js8Dg0/s72-c/bat+attire2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2012/08/night-boys-night-belle-and-linken-night.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EASHsyeCp7ImA9WhJRF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-5702470868514966995</id><published>2012-07-19T21:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-07-19T23:34:09.590-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-07-19T23:34:09.590-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Wild Stuff My Kids Say/Do" /><title>WHAT Kind Of Freezies?!?!?!?!?</title><summary type="html">
'Hey Mom! Can you please get more of those dildo freezies today?'



..................UM.  OMIGOD!  WHAT DID YOU SAY?, is what sliced through my brain.  



Yes, all in caps.



I just ... wasn't expecting those words to come out after an innocent, 'Hey Mom! Can you please get ...'





Thankfully, (if there IS a thankfully in these types of situations), it came from the 16yr old, and not the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/cYBy6g1JCE0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5702470868514966995/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=5702470868514966995&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/5702470868514966995?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/5702470868514966995?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/cYBy6g1JCE0/what-kind-of-freezies.html" title="WHAT Kind Of Freezies?!?!?!?!?" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2i_VHriL9A/UAdcgLIKLTI/AAAAAAAAFmk/nEkeJXObBxc/s72-c/ice+pops.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2012/07/what-kind-of-freezies.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EHRH87eSp7ImA9WhJRF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-2352786620694781463</id><published>2012-07-08T14:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-07-19T23:33:55.101-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-07-19T23:33:55.101-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><title>Little Girl Lost</title><summary type="html">

Dear Dad;



Two days ago, it was the 10th
anniversary of your death.



How have ten years gone by in the blink
of an eye?



Adam was only 2 and Alec 6 when you
left us.  




And now, they've grown into smart,
handsome, funny, charismatic young men of 12 and 16.









And you've missed so much.







You missed Adam starting school.



You missed Alec having his first
girlfriend.



You &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/8o_qAqrB-tc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2352786620694781463/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=2352786620694781463&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/2352786620694781463?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/2352786620694781463?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/8o_qAqrB-tc/little-girl-lost.html" title="Little Girl Lost" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfPqGpwum7E/T_mt-XFM2rI/AAAAAAAAFmM/uTkU9BGDfmI/s72-c/Weekend+in+Blackville27.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2012/07/little-girl-lost.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYHSH08fyp7ImA9WhJSEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-6180773230547603468</id><published>2012-06-30T06:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-07-03T02:25:39.377-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-07-03T02:25:39.377-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Product / Service Reviews" /><title>The MOTHER Of All Reviews!</title><summary type="html">
Crrrreeeeeeekkkkk ....... 

Hello?

Helloooooo - ooooooooo - ooooooooo - ooooooooo - ooooooooo -


I realize I've been gone awhile.  Anyone still kickin' around in the Korner? 

OH!  Hi!  Yeah, I see you, curled up over there, trying to look inconspicuous, blending into the beanbag chair ... thanks for sticking around! 


Ahhhh.  I’ve missed my blog 



I’ve missed my readers.



I really have &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/fdCtQgZEwpA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6180773230547603468/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=6180773230547603468&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/6180773230547603468?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/6180773230547603468?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/fdCtQgZEwpA/mother-of-all-reviews.html" title="The MOTHER Of All Reviews!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DXsTXf2EUk0/T-41n88sSGI/AAAAAAAAFl0/fZvXVLHoZhA/s72-c/basement2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2012/06/mother-of-all-reviews.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4GSXY9fip7ImA9WhdWGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-6424550548995436919</id><published>2011-09-12T16:45:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:48:48.866-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-12T21:48:48.866-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>You May No Longer Be In Our Homes, But You’ll Always Be In Our Hearts</title><summary type="html">I stayed up until 3am on Saturday night, watching anniversary footage of the terrorist attacks on the Twin Towers in New York, on September 11, 2001.As well as, of course, the Pentagon, and a desolate field in rural Pennsylvania.Yesterday, since both boys were busy doing their 'own thing', most of my day was lost to the TV.I was glued to ‘special’ after ‘special’ after ‘special’ on the events, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/uUcLcFZzA5A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6424550548995436919/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=6424550548995436919&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/6424550548995436919?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/6424550548995436919?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/uUcLcFZzA5A/you-may-no-longer-be-in-our-homes-but.html" title="You May No Longer Be In Our Homes, But You’ll Always Be In Our Hearts" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CF4M6vMGAYw/Tm5IPIG-Y7I/AAAAAAAAFfg/g0BJLmDlgQk/s72-c/airport.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-may-no-longer-be-in-our-homes-but.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQEQXoyeSp7ImA9WhdWE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-3658657284685504532</id><published>2011-09-06T11:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T11:45:00.491-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-06T11:45:00.491-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>YUR PREEEETTY!!!</title><summary type="html">I don’t really enjoy Back To School.I know many parents simply LIVE for this time of year. The time when kids head back to the classroom, and out from under their parents feet.The time when parents no longer have to hear, ‘Mom, I’m BORED!’Many parents simply can’t wait for that first day back to the ‘routine’.Me? Not so much.Unfortunately, for me, as well as all the other parents out there, going&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/sW2_TLQLrUg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3658657284685504532/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=3658657284685504532&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/3658657284685504532?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/3658657284685504532?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/sW2_TLQLrUg/yur-preeeetty.html" title="YUR PREEEETTY!!!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/09/yur-preeeetty.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUANSXszfip7ImA9WhdRGUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-967004349833066908</id><published>2011-08-10T07:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T07:56:38.586-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-08-10T07:56:38.586-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>You Are An Unfit Mother!</title><summary type="html">'You are an unfit mother!'

You. Are. An. UNFIT. Mother!

Those are VERY strong words.

They are the type of words that can change a world forever.

Many times, justifiably so.

Sometimes, not at all.


If someone accuses you of being an unfit mother, no matter WHO it is, no matter how good you believe your parenting skills are, it rocks you.

Regardless if you know the only reason these words &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/O1NoGT-EVJo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/967004349833066908/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=967004349833066908&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/967004349833066908?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/967004349833066908?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/O1NoGT-EVJo/you-are-unfit-mother.html" title="You Are An Unfit Mother!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-are-unfit-mother.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QFR3w6eSp7ImA9WhdWGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-7675627280824377233</id><published>2011-07-31T12:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T02:21:56.211-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-13T02:21:56.211-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Health" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>And In Other News ...</title><summary type="html">When I got the news the Ex was coming back to town, one of my first thoughts (aside from how good it was going to be for the boys) was, ‘I may actually get to blog on a ‘regular’ basis again!’Yeah.  So much for that idea.I was hoping the weekend the boys spent with their dad, after he got back, the first weekend in NINE MONTHS I would be 'kid-free' both physically, and mentally, that I would &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/raXiwQyIwqM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7675627280824377233/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=7675627280824377233&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/7675627280824377233?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/7675627280824377233?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/raXiwQyIwqM/and-in-other-news.html" title="And In Other News ..." /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WhjeFDT3lRc/TjTt72oa7LI/AAAAAAAAFeY/Sdtm4-d0ZMo/s72-c/Adam%2527s%2BCard.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-in-other-news.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04ERXg6fCp7ImA9WhZaF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-3688684013553363363</id><published>2011-07-04T13:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T13:11:44.614-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-04T13:11:44.614-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Wild Stuff My Kids Say/Do" /><title>You Got Balls, Baby!  YOU GOT BALLS!</title><summary type="html">See this kid with me?Yeah. Him.I’m pretty proud of him, ya know.No, he didn’t bring home a report card with all straight A’s (although a mother can dream … right?!?!)No, he didn’t single handedly save a toddler behind the wheel of a runaway car (a la Agent Cody Banks).And no, he hasn’t solved world hunger, while calculating the equations in his math homework.What DID he do, you wonder?He wrote a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/v4AwRkF10w8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3688684013553363363/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=3688684013553363363&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/3688684013553363363?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/3688684013553363363?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/v4AwRkF10w8/you-got-balls-baby-you-got-balls.html" title="You Got Balls, Baby!  YOU GOT BALLS!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVHAY1Zca0I/ThHi5t5rEwI/AAAAAAAAFdU/4wVzZ1-eZuc/s72-c/Adam%2B%2526%2BMama.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-got-balls-baby-you-got-balls.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQDQXwyeCp7ImA9WhZaEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-5237152076773447078</id><published>2011-06-27T13:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T16:19:30.290-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-27T16:19:30.290-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>Pardon Me, But Could You Spare Some Air?</title><summary type="html">When I was in Junior High, I participated in a student exchange program with my class to Quebec city.Although I lived in Northern New Brunswick, and wouldn’t be seeing anything ‘new’ in all the SNOW and COLD that Quebec had to offer, it was an absolutely AWESOME week, and one that I still fondly remember, 25yrs later.Of course, that may be because I was one of the lucky ones, who got to stay in a&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/MlOL3gHpnZs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5237152076773447078/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=5237152076773447078&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/5237152076773447078?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/5237152076773447078?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/MlOL3gHpnZs/pardon-me-but-could-you-spare-some-air.html" title="Pardon Me, But Could You Spare Some Air?" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y9BiS5BxUPE/Tgilink8peI/AAAAAAAAFdM/Y7NwnlNIHRE/s72-c/fresh%2Bair.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/06/pardon-me-but-could-you-spare-some-air.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcERX47eip7ImA9WhZUFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-2234650977602614629</id><published>2011-06-08T00:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T00:00:04.002-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-08T00:00:04.002-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>Telus Critter Challenge 2011 - Otter Takes 2nd! Thanks To YOU!</title><summary type="html">Last month TELUS launched it's new campaign, along with it's Critter Challenge and YOU heard about it HERE.And you voted.And for that, I thank you!After the preliminary round, 'my' critter, Otter, went into the finals with 31% of the votes.Your votes.In the end, it was the Saw Whet Owl that took the early lead, and the win.However, in the Telus Critter Challenge 2011 - Otter Takes 2nd! Thanks To &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/m0fui2IRz48" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2234650977602614629/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=2234650977602614629&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/2234650977602614629?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/2234650977602614629?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/m0fui2IRz48/telus-critter-challenge-2011-otter.html" title="Telus Critter Challenge 2011 - Otter Takes 2nd! Thanks To YOU!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n6KHiSvdMac/Te7Dr5GXluI/AAAAAAAAFdE/mhCYfQMxqLE/s72-c/critters.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/06/telus-critter-challenge-2011-otter.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08FQH87cCp7ImA9WhZaEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-8375672235466620984</id><published>2011-05-27T19:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T16:10:11.108-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-06-27T16:10:11.108-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Wild Stuff My Kids Say/Do" /><title>Hysterical Strength?  Nah, Just Call Me Badass Mama!</title><summary type="html">You know those stories you read, about a parent who suddenly develops incredible, super human strength, when one of their kids is in danger?There is actually a term, and Wikipedia page for it, entitled Hysterical Strength and this is (in part) what it states … ‘The most common anecdotal examples are of mothers lifting automobiles to rescue their children, and when people are in life and death &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/GX52uJcHw9Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8375672235466620984/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=8375672235466620984&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/8375672235466620984?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/8375672235466620984?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/GX52uJcHw9Y/hysterical-strength-nah-just-call-me.html" title="Hysterical Strength?  Nah, Just Call Me Badass Mama!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tntjUqVMais/TeAYDU8bcKI/AAAAAAAAFc4/97CyM6iFIMk/s72-c/Ninja%2BMom2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/05/hysterical-strength-nah-just-call-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIEQXc_fCp7ImA9WhZVE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-8785707080639962779</id><published>2011-05-25T19:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T19:45:00.944-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-25T19:45:00.944-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>Oh Yes, My Little Facebook Friends and Foes, Mama IS Watching!</title><summary type="html">I'm curious.How many of you parents out there, with kids on Facebook, will leave a comment every now and then, either because you are actually contributing to the conversation, or sometimes, just to remind their Friends and Foes that you're around.Keeping an eye on things.I have.  I do.  And most likely will continue to in the future.Sorry ma Boys, I'm the cross you have to bear, that comes with &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/-jvdMKde8qc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8785707080639962779/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=8785707080639962779&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/8785707080639962779?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/8785707080639962779?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/-jvdMKde8qc/oh-yes-my-little-facebook-friends-and.html" title="Oh Yes, My Little Facebook Friends and Foes, Mama IS Watching!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-yes-my-little-facebook-friends-and.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEHQX8-eip7ImA9WhZWFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-5634635325278239514</id><published>2011-05-10T20:22:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T19:57:10.152-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-05-16T19:57:10.152-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Product / Service Reviews" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>TELUS Critter Blogger Challenge - You Really OTTER Vote For Him!</title><summary type="html">Most corporations try to have some sort of 'mascot'.Taco Bell had The Chihuahua.Kool-Aid, The Big Pitcher.Geico has The Gecko.AFLAC has The Duck.And Mazda ... that creepy little 'zoom zoom' Dude.Love 'em or hate 'em, they were the slogans and mascots chosen by the people sitting around the boardroom table at Corporate Headquarters.Not by us, the people.Sometimes we're lucky, and a critter or &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/-FGwjrqprvY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5634635325278239514/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=5634635325278239514&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/5634635325278239514?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/5634635325278239514?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/-FGwjrqprvY/telus-critter-blogger-challenge-you_10.html" title="TELUS Critter Blogger Challenge - You Really OTTER Vote For Him!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9F5fsAhZ48/TdGmHtcOOeI/AAAAAAAAFco/al9byHNJ5yw/s72-c/otter.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/05/telus-critter-blogger-challenge-you_10.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8EQ3c-fyp7ImA9WhZQE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-7618932733031808079</id><published>2011-04-21T00:00:00.032-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T00:00:02.957-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-21T00:00:02.957-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Wild Stuff My Kids Say/Do" /><title>FIRETRUCK!</title><summary type="html">*** WARNING!!! ***This particular post DOES contain a few swear/curse words.If these types of expressions offend you, you might want to leave.Thanks. I try not to swear in front of the boys.I'm not always successful.When I do curse, I attempt to keep it to 'damn', or 'shit', unless the boys aren't around.Then? Sometimes, I curse like a sailor! Just because I CAN!One of my funniest memories of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/sDXo1FWA-gQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7618932733031808079/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=7618932733031808079&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/7618932733031808079?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/7618932733031808079?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/sDXo1FWA-gQ/firetruck.html" title="FIRETRUCK!" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/tGpLHj-MVtk/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/firetruck.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcER3c5eip7ImA9WhZQEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-6455630661319656117</id><published>2011-04-19T00:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T00:00:06.922-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-19T00:00:06.922-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Strange But True" /><title>Hello, Officer. Are You Looking For Me?</title><summary type="html">On Saturday, Alec and I were in the backyard, picking up 'stuff'. He had played the second game of his basketball provincials that morning, and had another game that afternoon, so we were trying to tackle some of the 'winter mess' in the backyard in between. We were over by the garage. He was putting away the small items like hockey sticks and shovels, and I was gathering up small pieces of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/yKouxoOsEYw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6455630661319656117/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=6455630661319656117&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/6455630661319656117?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/6455630661319656117?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/yKouxoOsEYw/hello-officer-are-you-looking-for-me.html" title="Hello, Officer. Are You Looking For Me?" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-omUmXWMgsnI/Tat_xqwx16I/AAAAAAAAFb4/5jwFvdF1WLo/s72-c/COPS.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-officer-are-you-looking-for-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MGRHo-fyp7ImA9WhZQEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594561286281737773.post-5500201582172732652</id><published>2011-04-17T15:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T15:37:05.457-03:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-04-17T15:37:05.457-03:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Opinion On Stuff" /><title>Smells GOOD Dudden' It?</title><summary type="html">Something happened the other day, that has caused me to realized something about myself.Something I'm not necessarily proud of.For all my talk of always trying to 'do the right thing', I realized after this particular incident that I can assess a situation, decide something about it is wrong, and STILL walk away without saying or doing something.I suck.On Friday, I ran to Giant Tiger at &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/KimsKorner/~4/Rvqj_5-T1fc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5500201582172732652/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3594561286281737773&amp;postID=5500201582172732652&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/5500201582172732652?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3594561286281737773/posts/default/5500201582172732652?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/KimsKorner/~3/Rvqj_5-T1fc/smells-good-dudden-it_17.html" title="Smells GOOD Dudden' It?" /><author><name>Kim's Korner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12693166504226008907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9yC6NcZq9tg/Sy2gkSElszI/AAAAAAAAE_8/OU-XQwnkywQ/S220/KimsKornerpic3.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://kimskorneradventures.blogspot.com/2011/04/smells-good-dudden-it_17.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
