<?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-6437094763440149917</id><updated>2012-01-12T22:32:27.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as a Servant</title><subtitle type='html'>Converge Worldwide Missionary Appointee</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-2496779256038807070</id><published>2011-03-17T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T00:04:42.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Present Insanity and Future Plans..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;This past year has been a whirlwind in my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God has taken me down a path I never would have expected.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am loving school but overwhelmed by it at the same time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is definitely a time of learning for me and a time in which I have to prioritize what I do and how much time I spend doing it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know I am way behind on so many things and I feel as if I’m neglecting my friends and for that I am sorry but I can only do so much with the little time I have available.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Part of my insanity came as a result of tripling up on my classes for awhile.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of the classes I took was on Marriage and Family which was very insightful in helping me prepare for my future (and interestingly enough was part of my schedule before I even knew I was getting married).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of my classes was on the Prophets of the Old Testament which was insightful and challenging at the same time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My other classes were Communication Concepts which was interesting and Christian Counseling which was a blast.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The purpose behind taking so many classes was so I could have 5 weeks off in August after the wedding.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;One thing I am super excited about besides the whole wedding thing… is the trip we are planning after the wedding… it’s not for the reasons most of you may be thinking right now..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In August I get the opportunity to take Matthew to Argentina with me and introduce him to my other world.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, we are planning on doing an informal ceremony there so that I can celebrate my marriage with my friends and “family” in Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are combining our honey moon with this vision trip and spending a full month in Argentina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Part of the process of Matthew being accepted as a Career missionary with Converge includes a trip to Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This will allow us as a couple to seek God’s direction for our futures and allow Matthew to experience the culture and see the ministry I was doing in Catamarca for four years.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This trip is a crucial first step.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please be praying for God’s guidance and that He will show us what ministry He has prepared for us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, pray for God’s timing in this whole process and wisdom in knowing what steps to take along the way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-2496779256038807070?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2496779256038807070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=2496779256038807070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2496779256038807070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2496779256038807070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2011/03/present-insanity-and-future-plans.html' title='Present Insanity and Future Plans..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-1031565067145473938</id><published>2011-02-08T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T23:32:24.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Proposal Story..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The story you have all been waiting for… some more patiently than others&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;In order to share the details of how Matthew proposed to me I have to give you some background information.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Matthew’s 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;birthday was on January 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; and he made me promise that I would not do anything to celebrate his birthday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He did not even want a cake let alone a party.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571586307119892130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJAOg9PxqI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/5xS-0Pk0UAg/s400/18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Towards the beginning of January my sister called me one day to tell me that I should plan a get together for Matthew around his birthday time as an excuse for the family to meet his mother.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was reluctant to ask Matthew since he was so adamant about not wanting to do anything.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He agreed to just having the family come over for dinner as long as I would not make a cake.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course I convinced him by promising to make him lasagna for dinner.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571586312423573650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJAO0tviJI/AAAAAAAAB3o/fXU_YP_J1E0/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;(Little did I know that Matthew in reality had talked to my sister and told her to plant the idea in my head.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He wanted to propose and wanted to make it memorable for me… including lots of pictures..!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So, here I am planning Matthew a party (that wasn’t for his birthday of course) and he started inviting some of his friends… he loved spending time with people that are important to him so he wanted those closest to him to be at the party.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course at this point I decided that the party was indeed going to be a birthday party.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I then went back and told my sister to bring desert… knowing that she loved to make cakes… after all.. I only promised not to make him a cake myself… not that my sister wouldn’t make him a cake.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571586311183678178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJAOwGIOuI/AAAAAAAAB3g/xY9DnMv-WPk/s400/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The day of the party arrived, January 29&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, and I excited drove home from class in Portland.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was smart enough to make the lasagna ahead of time and was able to shower and relax before people started arriving.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Before my sister showed up, Matthew came up to me and said that he got away with not having a cake for his birthday… little did he know Kim was bringing the cake..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;She arrived and first thing she did was show me his birthday cake which I told her to hide because he didn’t know about it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unfortunately, he noticed the cake and came up to harass me about it afterward she went to hide it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJAOS6gkxI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/oA8QXcXdHxs/s1600/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571586303350313746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJAOS6gkxI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/oA8QXcXdHxs/s400/19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;It was a lot of fun just sitting around and visiting people throughout dinner and watching our friends and family getting to know one another.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then came the time for the cake… my sister put the cake on the table and we all surrounded it like you normally would for a birthday party.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was standing next to Matthew and Shane and lifted the box from his birthday cake and was surprised to see a different cake under the box.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJAOB3ZSqI/AAAAAAAAB3I/ChnoBIQDgXk/s1600/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571586298773850786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJAOB3ZSqI/AAAAAAAAB3I/ChnoBIQDgXk/s400/20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Matthew had my sister make a cake that said, “Will you Marry Me” on it… with camera’s flashing I turned and gave Matthew a hug.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I saw Shane had a box in his hand but I was too focused on Matthew to stop and listen to what he had to say.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Matthew of course got down on one knee and for the first time told me that he loved me (Side note: He told me that he wouldn’t tell me he loved me until the day he proposed) and wanted to spend the rest of his life with me… and asked if I would marry him..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course I said YES… and the rest is history… or better yet… still in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJABq_jMrI/AAAAAAAAB3A/4BsY8Vpt2vs/s1600/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571586086475608754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJABq_jMrI/AAAAAAAAB3A/4BsY8Vpt2vs/s400/21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571586085222661682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJABmU0vjI/AAAAAAAAB24/6w24Fh9O5e4/s400/22.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJABRTWDvI/AAAAAAAAB2w/xGpDnACt9Jg/s1600/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571586079579311858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJABRTWDvI/AAAAAAAAB2w/xGpDnACt9Jg/s400/23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shane wanted to ask me to be his step-mother but had to wait patiently to do so as I was too focused on his father to pay much attention..!  But aftewards he did ask me and of course I was honored to be asked..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJAA9_bbfI/AAAAAAAAB2o/-mXYqGEk0BE/s1600/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571586074395504114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJAA9_bbfI/AAAAAAAAB2o/-mXYqGEk0BE/s400/24.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJAAwABHwI/AAAAAAAAB2g/PR9qmHI4DqQ/s1600/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571586070639877890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJAAwABHwI/AAAAAAAAB2g/PR9qmHI4DqQ/s400/25.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI_ym9obxI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/a3s6Bei7bPI/s1600/26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571585827695783698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI_ym9obxI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/a3s6Bei7bPI/s400/26.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am engaged to be married... who would have expected that to happen..?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a crazy good road that God has me on..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI_yaDjguI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/5-lpX0yhb1k/s1600/27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571585824230965986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI_yaDjguI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/5-lpX0yhb1k/s400/27.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course everyone wants to know if I expected it or not... and although I was surprised that night about all the details and planning that went into this special event... I was not surprised that he proposed... I knew that the only thing he would want for his birthday was me..!  This is a birthday he will never forget... good thing it's his "Golden Birthday" and should be celebrated in a special way.   I love you Matthew.. and I'm excited for the adventure God is going to bring us on in the years to come..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-1031565067145473938?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/1031565067145473938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=1031565067145473938' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1031565067145473938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1031565067145473938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2011/02/proposal-story.html' title='The Proposal Story..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVJAOg9PxqI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/5xS-0Pk0UAg/s72-c/18.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-6540622464377285373</id><published>2011-01-08T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T22:53:05.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with the Family..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Matthew and I spent the Holidays together visiting with friends and family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was my first experience of having to go back and forth between houses celebrating with both families.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We made it work and enjoyed every minute of our time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Matthew was a big hit among the children like always… I love the fact that my nieces and nephews love him to death and have accepted his son Shane into the family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI46yy2wvI/AAAAAAAAB2I/2iLZAXszRGM/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571578271729369842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI46yy2wvI/AAAAAAAAB2I/2iLZAXszRGM/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We wanted to make this Christmas extra special for Shane..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI46dYHaqI/AAAAAAAAB2A/phOM1PliQ1E/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571578265980070562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI46dYHaqI/AAAAAAAAB2A/phOM1PliQ1E/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jimmy &amp;amp; Karen and the Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI46f2FhUI/AAAAAAAAB14/D3NIP6W-Bao/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571578266642646338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI46f2FhUI/AAAAAAAAB14/D3NIP6W-Bao/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kim &amp;amp; Dan and the Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI46AOMWaI/AAAAAAAAB1w/QBnNRAr1qi8/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571578258153822626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI46AOMWaI/AAAAAAAAB1w/QBnNRAr1qi8/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matthew, Shane, and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI45oxytcI/AAAAAAAAB1o/wcstq9_dsqo/s1600/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571578251860686274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI45oxytcI/AAAAAAAAB1o/wcstq9_dsqo/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeremy  &amp;amp; Maria and the Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI4pApSVUI/AAAAAAAAB1g/flTfwf6VIJo/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571577966209684802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI4pApSVUI/AAAAAAAAB1g/flTfwf6VIJo/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of the Children...  There are 13 in all now..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI4o1300jI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/vxJy9LBsvkU/s1600/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571577963317875250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI4o1300jI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/vxJy9LBsvkU/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matthew winning over the youngest of the family..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-6540622464377285373?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/6540622464377285373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=6540622464377285373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6540622464377285373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6540622464377285373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-with-family.html' title='Christmas with the Family..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI46yy2wvI/AAAAAAAAB2I/2iLZAXszRGM/s72-c/10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-6703349260116882107</id><published>2011-01-07T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T22:46:18.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Plans are Bigger and Better than my own..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;When I made a decision to go into career missions I laid down my desire to get married down at the throne of Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I knew that taking this path would make it very hard to meet a guy and get married.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My focus for the past 8 years has been on serving God completely with my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was content where God had me and looked forward to my future ministry in Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My life was completely full watching my nieces, studying at Multnomah and doing building up a support team for my ministry in Argentina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;It was in the midst of this stage of my life that God brought a man into my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I still am amazed at how He brought it all together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was looking up people from my past on facebook one day and ran across Matthew’s brother.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who is Matthew you may be asking… well... he is a guy I dated in Junior High.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had tried to find Matthew multiple times throughout the years but his name never came up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But on this particular day I found him and sent him a message; soon after we started talking on facebook and decided to get together to catch up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course being as I was I invited him to come visit me while I was working. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t realize that this lunch date would change my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Matthew and I hit it off that very first day; so much so that my first reaction was to run in fear.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Remember it had been over 8 years since I even thought about dating a guy and here was a guy that had many of the qualities I was looking for: a love for God, a servant’s heart, a desire for missions, a passion for people, a love for his family, complete honesty and so much more.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The more time I spent with him the more I liked him and found myself drawn to him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From the very beginning he encouraged me in my desire to return to Argentina and often prayed for me whenever I had to speak in front of a group.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By the time he asked permission to actively pursue me I was already a goner..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2cK_TYtI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/AzD-NRk9qWc/s1600/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571575546624828114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2cK_TYtI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/AzD-NRk9qWc/s400/01.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matthew, Shane and I on our first outting to Snoqualmie Falls &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2cAakIDI/AAAAAAAAB1I/67hEbA0a3JY/s1600/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571575543786381362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2cAakIDI/AAAAAAAAB1I/67hEbA0a3JY/s400/02.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matthew didn't realize my love for Snoqualmie Falls until later on... but this is the place I always go to spend time alone with God and get direction for my future... Crazy enough it is also where Matthew likes to go :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2b7-i40I/AAAAAAAAB1A/CqkQd5p4mho/s1600/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571575542595117890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2b7-i40I/AAAAAAAAB1A/CqkQd5p4mho/s400/03.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All Dressed up for a wedding..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Of course the road was not an easy one.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Poor Matthew had to put up with my wavering emotions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My fears came up constantly as I tried to understand what God was doing in my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had finally came to terms that I was going to be a single missionary overseas and I didn’t know what to do with a husband and a son with those plans.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;During this time of wavering emotions I went on two separate trips.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My first trip was to Florida for training and a time of encouragement.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I left for the trip thinking I would most likely come home and break things off with Matthew.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But God had something else in store for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Through conversations with various people, including my boss, I came home with a peace that I was right where God wanted me to be.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God was in control of the future and He would work things out for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I came home with the realization that even if God changed my plans in regards to missions in Argentina that is okay because God is God and I have to obey wherever He leads me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I also came home with peace that I could have both Matthew and Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t have to choose between the two but trust God and follow Him one step at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2bs3_BZI/AAAAAAAAB04/CfGsch-63P0/s1600/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571575538541069714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2bs3_BZI/AAAAAAAAB04/CfGsch-63P0/s400/04.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The whole team of missionaries who came together for a week..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2OS_ne1I/AAAAAAAAB0w/WuVWBisxeqI/s1600/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571575308255460178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2OS_ne1I/AAAAAAAAB0w/WuVWBisxeqI/s400/05.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was able to go a little crazy as I worked through the changes God was bringing in my life... no one thought I would really run through the fountain but man was it fun.. I also got to see an aligator.. I was in heaven for a couple days..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2OHlof8I/AAAAAAAAB0o/WuUt6W-oxWE/s1600/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571575305193684930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2OHlof8I/AAAAAAAAB0o/WuUt6W-oxWE/s400/06.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course I also tooks lots of time to pray and think as well as share my ministry at a local church.  God was really speaking to me on this trip..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;My second trip was to Palm Springs where I spent three days completely alone with God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This trip came after a breakdown as I once again struggled with the changes in my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was overwhelmed with life in general; I had to make some decisions in regards to school, was losing my job, and fearful of the future.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I suppose one thing I should mention is that because of my past I had a lot of difficulty trusting men.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I went to Palm Springs seeking God’s direction for my future; especially in regards to my relationship with Matthew.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This getaway was just what I needed… I was able to take a walk every morning enjoying the beauty of God’s creation and singing praise to God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was able to spend the afternoon studying God’s Word outside; including the new Bible study I had just started on “Discerning the voice of God”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I spent the evenings relaxing inside the condo praying and seeking God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;One night in particular I remember praying out to God and asking Him if I could trust Matthew with my heart and my future.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was after that prayer that I opened my Bible to the book of Psalm and read Psalm 19-20.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wow, God spoke directly to my prayer request… here I crying out to God and asking Him to help me trust Matthew and I came away realizing that I had to put my trust in God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I serve a God who loves me and knows the plans He has for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I serve a God who is worthy of my praise and trust.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I came home from Palm Springs refreshed and ready to trust God and this new path He was leading me down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2OBZZLAI/AAAAAAAAB0g/oHCkTtn8Ceo/s1600/07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571575303531736066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2OBZZLAI/AAAAAAAAB0g/oHCkTtn8Ceo/s400/07.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Studying the Word outside by the pool..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2N6mGJEI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/srUfKd99_5U/s1600/08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571575301705966658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2N6mGJEI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/srUfKd99_5U/s400/08.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I felt like I was in Argentina in the midst of a valley..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2NlF3rRI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/92N-txBEuZc/s1600/09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571575295933656338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2NlF3rRI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/92N-txBEuZc/s400/09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course by the end of the trip I was ready to come home..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-6703349260116882107?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/6703349260116882107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=6703349260116882107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6703349260116882107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6703349260116882107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2011/01/gods-plans-are-bigger-and-better-than.html' title='God&apos;s Plans are Bigger and Better than my own..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TVI2cK_TYtI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/AzD-NRk9qWc/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-6124466968209929901</id><published>2010-10-25T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T12:04:24.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons I am learning... and a Prayer Request..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A couple weeks ago I prayed that God would revive in me my passion for His Word… not that I didn’t study and didn’t love it but I wanted to wake up with the necessity to read His Word and to have that same passion last throughout the whole day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wanted to truly live on the Word and have it be the only thing that helped me to survive the day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That was a pretty powerful prayer and God has definitely answered it in my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I’m amazed at what He has done in these past couple weeks to shake up my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It gets easy to fall into the routine of daily life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is easy to have a plan and be working towards it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My plan is to finish up school and get my support raised so that I can return to Argentina by next fall but what if God has so much more for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What if my plans aren’t big enough?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God has been at work in my life there is no doubt about that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am still in shock over last weekend and the opportunity He gave me to speak at the annual meeting (read my next post for more details).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But that is only the beginning of what God is doing in me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;These are the passages God is using to touch me during this time: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;color:red;" &gt;Josh 1:7-9 – “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Be strong and very courageous. Be careful to obey all the law my servant Moses gave you; do not turn from it to the right or to the left, that you may be successful wherever you go. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do not let this Book of the Law depart from your mouth; meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do everything written in it. Then you will be prosperous and successful. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.25in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-add-space: auto" class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibrifont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;God asks us to meditate on His Word and obey it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is when we spend time in the Word that we become prosperous and successful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He will guide our steps and because of that we do not have to fear the future.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is a major lesson that God is trying to teach me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was reinforces again at church as we studied about Spiritual health and one of the characteristics being peace (Phil 4:6-7).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lord, give me peace during this time as I seek Your Word and obey You..!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;color:red;" &gt;Josh 1:16 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;"Whatever you have commanded us we will do, and wherever you send us we will go.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.25in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-add-space: auto" class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibrifont-family:Calibri;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;This is my desire… to obey where God leads me and go where He sends me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I can’t imagine living my life doing anything other than serve Him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;color:red;" &gt;Josh 3:5 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Joshua told the people, "Consecrate yourselves, for tomorrow the LORD will do amazing things among you."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.25in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-add-space: auto" class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibrifont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Have you consecrated yourself before God?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Are you expecting amazing things from Him?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;One of Pastor John’s favorite quotes right now is, “Anticipate God”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lord, open my eyes to the amazing things you are going to do among us..!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%;color:red;" &gt;Josh 5:14 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Then Joshua fell facedown to the ground in reverence, and asked him, "What message does my Lord have for his servant?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.25in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-add-space: auto" class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibrifont-family:Calibri;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;My desire is to be able to do as Joshua did… to constantly humble myself before God and ask Him what He wants to teach me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What area in my life needs to be molded into His image?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What areas do I need to change so I can display godly character traits?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I know I am so far from perfect so daily I should be seeking His face and what He has for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532060759534627586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TMXT81_wawI/AAAAAAAAB0A/Y9Glc1HpqX4/s400/DSCN8179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.25in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-add-space: auto" class="MsoListParagraph"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;On a side note, last night my Argentine father, Hector Canizo passed away from a heart attack in the middle of the church service.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It shook my world and reminded me how short life is and how we need to be always be fulfilling our mission here on earth to preach the name of Christ wherever we go.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He passed away doing what he loved, leading others to the throne of God in worship.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Please be praying as I mourn his loss from so far away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Also, pray for his family in Argentina; his son Pablo and two daughters Vicky and Lucy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lucy’s birthday is on Tuesday and for the past couple years she has not been walking with the Lord.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know how she is going to deal with this but my prayer is that it draws her back to God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I so wish I could be there to support and encourage them and grieve with them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To be honest I think it is going to hit me hard when I return to Catamarca and he is not there.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; Right now I just want the peace that passes all understanding for everyone who loved Hector as much as I did..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532060755449264194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TMXT8mxuuEI/AAAAAAAABz4/3HvxhxZiy6I/s400/IMG_3174.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-6124466968209929901?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/6124466968209929901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=6124466968209929901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6124466968209929901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6124466968209929901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/10/lessons-i-am-learning-and-prayer.html' title='Lessons I am learning... and a Prayer Request..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TMXT81_wawI/AAAAAAAAB0A/Y9Glc1HpqX4/s72-c/DSCN8179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-7464157936988867121</id><published>2010-10-24T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T01:16:17.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Glory to God..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I was amazed at God’s goodness this weekend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is so good to me and all I can do is praise Him..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You may be wondering what was so special about this particular weekend..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let me tell you but first I need to back up a week ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;A week ago I introduced myself to Steve Welling through an email.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is the district executive minister of Converge Northwest.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Basically he is the guy in “charge of” the conference churches here in the Northwest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I knew they were having an annual meeting and wanted to know if I could show up and maybe set up a table and meet some pastors or leaders to share my ministry in Argentina with.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;On Tuesday I went out to Lake Retreat to meet him and was encouraged to hear that he wanted to support me in this process of raising up a team of supporters.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not only would I be able to set up a table, but he wanted me to speak in front of the group on Friday evening.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For those of you who know me well..YES I WAS VERY NERVOUS..!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;But what an incredible opportunity it was.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God gave me the exact words I needed to share a little about my ministry in Catamarca.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To share what God was doing in the lives of the youth and how I got to be a part of it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Steve encouraged the churches to support me so that I can be fully-funded through the churches here in the Northwest.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Do you know how amazing it is to have the support and encouragement of the leader?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even Jerry Sheveland mentioned me a couple of times in his message.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was humbling to have these men of God speak on my behalf.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I give all the glory to God; not only for the opportunity I had to share at the annual meeting but especially for the ministry He has called me to.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I am excited to see what happens through the contacts I made this past weekend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m excited to have the support of the leadership.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most of all… I’m excited to serve God with my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please continue to pray on my behalf.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-7464157936988867121?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7464157936988867121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=7464157936988867121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7464157936988867121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7464157936988867121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-glory-to-god.html' title='All Glory to God..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-2421942545175683631</id><published>2010-10-04T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T13:33:09.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching God Provide..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;This is a time of waiting upon the Lord and watching how He provides in amazing ways.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m always surprised at who He touches to provide for the work in Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Often times, I make my lists of people who I think will support this ministry but often times my own plans fall through.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God uses the unexpected people and does so in His own timing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;This time of waiting can become discouraging but I am learning to trust in God and wait upon Him a little more each time I go through it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I started looking for God’s provision in the little things.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of the times I was discouraged, I received an envelope from 2005 when I was raising support.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Someone after years of holding onto my support letter sent me $5.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was not the amount that mattered to me, but the fact that God was showing me that He was faithful and would provide for my every need; whether it be financially or the encouragement to be faithful to the calling He has placed on my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;That is the most important part of this whole process.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is God’s ministry in Argentina, I am just the one He has called to participate in the work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And because it is His ministry, He will provide the way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I take walks, often times I find a coin on the street.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I pick it up and am reminded that it is “In God we Trust” and I need to trust God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this time of waiting, I can trust in God’s faithfulness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is the choice I am making.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I am so grateful for the friends and family that God has surrounded me with.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am grateful for family of believers who has supported me throughout the years through prayers, encouragement, financial gifts and even challenging me along the way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-SIZE: 12pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Thank you to those who are continuing to support me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m excited to see that some have already returned their slips.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many more have told me they are praying about how much they are going to send in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Others have told me they are praying for my ministry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Each of you plays an important part in the work God is doing in Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thank you so much and may God continue to bless your lives and ministries here in the States!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-2421942545175683631?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2421942545175683631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=2421942545175683631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2421942545175683631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2421942545175683631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/10/watching-god-provide.html' title='Watching God Provide..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-1392158237753008794</id><published>2010-09-18T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T00:13:35.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from School..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So, I just realized that I’ve been in school 5 months and I have yet to write about what I am learning in school.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ll just give a couple thoughts on my past 4 classes and what I learned through them:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Developing Christian Excellence – &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: red"&gt;“Do what you love and you’ll never work a day in your life..!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Isn’t this the truth?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we are doing something we love it doesn’t seem like work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is how I feel about my ministry in Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I absolutely love doing full-time ministry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This does not mean it isn’t difficult at times, but it doesn’t feel like work to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: red"&gt;“Attitude makes a world of difference… it doesn’t matter what you are doing..!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are a lot of things we can’t control, such as our circumstances, but we can control our attitude.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We can choose to look at things positively; we can choose to love people regardless of what they do to us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our attitude can resolve conflicts, change the future, it can work miracles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Pentateuch – &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I’m not sure I could summarize all I learned through studying the first 5 books of the Bible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let me tell you it was the first time I have read them in order within such a short period of time and I absolutely loved it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God was the center of each of these books. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He is the Creator, He is in control of all situations, He is to be worshiped and obeyed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nothing was able to thwart His plan of redemption.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Finally, so often we think about “The Law” as being something negative, keeping us from doing what we enjoy but in reality “The Law” is good.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God doesn’t just want obedience to the letter of the Law, but He wants our hearts to conform to it and as we obey it we become more like Christ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Bible Study Methods – &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I could share the techniques I learned about how to study the Bible but in this class I learned more from actually using these techniques to study the Bible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;After studying Psalm 1 this is the application I came up with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Who do I go to when I need wisdom?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God’s word which is full of life-giving wisdom or what the world teaches as truth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do I spend time meditating on the word of God allowing it to nourish me?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Am I firmly rooted in my faith or easily persuaded by men’s teaching?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-add-space: auto" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;Being single in this day and age is quite the challenge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Especially when going onto the mission field.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am often faced with many questions such as; when are you getting married?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are you ever going to settle down? &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Don’t you want to get married?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have many people giving me advice on how to get a guy; flirt with them, dress in a way to catch their attention, approach them and ask them out.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It appears that our identity is based on whether or not we are in a dating relationship or married.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If I was to dwell on the comments and advice from others I would get discouraged.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could become like a friend of mine who wanted to get married so badly she got involved with the first guy who showed her some attention.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She ended up in a marriage that failed, unhappy, lonely and wondering what went wrong.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My other option is to look to God and allow Him to fill me up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even the Apostle Paul speaks on this theme saying that it is better to remain single, if you are able to, because it allows to you have more time to serve God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am not saying that I don’t ever want to get married or that I am called into singleness but I can trust in God and that He will provide for me in every area.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can obey Him and seek after His kingdom and serve Him being content with what I am doing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When I spend time in His Word I am greatly encouraged and the thoughts from others goes in one ear and out the other because I am holding onto God’s truth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God is good and He is enough for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: black; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman'"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Gospels – &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;There is so much one can find while reading the Gospels.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was amazed about how all four of them are about the life of Jesus yet John’s Gospel is completely different than the others.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was so much that Jesus did that each of them chose information that was most important for their audience.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Here are a few of my thoughts as we studied:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l2 level1 lfo2; mso-add-space: auto" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; COLOR: red; mso-bidi-font-family: Wingdings; mso-fareast-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;Ø&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: red"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Whatever the Religious Tradition you follow – if it interferes with actually keeping what God commands, it is unprofitable..!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.75in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo3; mso-add-space: auto" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;How often do we allow our traditions become more important than obeying God?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We complain about changes going on within the church, changes that are based on tradition without realizing that our complaining is disobedience to God and causes a Spirit of disunity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.75in; mso-add-space: auto" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; mso-list: l2 level1 lfo2" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-bidi-font-family: Wingdings; mso-fareast-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;Ø&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I think one of the most important things as I study the Gospels was the confirmation I felt over and over that this was the path God has me on.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People think it is easy to leave behind my family and go overseas but that is not true.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is not easy, but God promises blessings for those who put Him above their family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-1392158237753008794?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/1392158237753008794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=1392158237753008794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1392158237753008794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1392158237753008794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/09/lessons-from-school.html' title='Lessons from School..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-2192406083230640514</id><published>2010-09-17T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T22:50:50.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do if your tire blew out on the freeway?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Once again on my drive down to Portland for class I had a tire blow out on me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As my sister so kindly pointed out, every tire that has blown out while I am driving occurs during my drive to Portland (except of course the one in Argentina which took place when I was going about 5 mph).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let me tell you it is a bit scary to be driving 60-70 mph and have the tire shred on you while driving in the left lane.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has now happened to me three times, two which have been in the past couple months.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I could focus on all of the negative aspects; the price of paying for two new tires (well four in the past couple months), the fear of having the car jerk on me, the stress that it caused me and neck pain I felt, having to drive less than 50 mph on the freeway, having to find a Les Schwab and go out of the way to get to it, being late to class and missing my advising appointment, and the list goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;But instead I choose to focus on the positive aspects; God protected me and I did not get into an accident (either time), I was able to pull over to the side of the road quickly and safely, God held off the rain as I changed the tire, just the fact that my father taught me how to change a tire years ago, the tire was on the passenger side so I didn’t have to worry about getting hit by a car as I put on the spare, God kept me safe as I changed the tire, I only got to class 15 minutes late, I was able to reschedule my advising appointment, Les Schwab was super fast at changing my tire and they had internet while I waited, I now have four brand new tires and don’t have to worry about blowouts along the way, did I mention that God kept me safe?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Some other blessings from the past couple days that I can focus on; an amazing service at Church on Sunday, Thursday morning Bible study at church started back up, fellowship and worship with some awesome women, class got out early last night and I was home by midnight, an awesome time of worship on the drive home, a basically kid free day at work (which is interesting since my job is to take care of children), I turned in my final paper and last homework assignments for the Gospels course, I sent out my support letters and am trusting in God to provide the funds, I had two weeks of vacation from homework, over all… life is good..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-2192406083230640514?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2192406083230640514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=2192406083230640514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2192406083230640514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2192406083230640514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-would-you-do-if-your-tire-blew-out.html' title='What would you do if your tire blew out on the freeway?'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-4696357036490629019</id><published>2010-08-20T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T23:25:35.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Good... All the Time..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Thank you to those who have been praying faithfully for me… God is already answering some of my latest prayer request:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Ideas finally started flowing for the video script.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray that I can continue to get everything down and ready to go.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I set up an appointment to put it together in November when I have to go back to Florida for some more training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I have not contacted churches yet, but God is giving me good conversation with friends and times of encouragement that He has it all in control.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also have been able to purchase materials to start putting packets together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;God is also helping me stay about a week ahead on my homework which frees me up to start working on building up a contact list to send out letters.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now I need to get started on the actual letter that I want to send &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, he has given me a GREAT idea as I prepare and send out these letters.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am going to be praying specifically for each family as I address the letter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I figure if people are going to be praying for me, I’d better be praying for them too..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So… if you have any prayer requests… let me know… that way I’ll have specific ways to pray for you..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Some new prayer request:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;This past week was one in which I really missed my friends and ministry in Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pray that God will be all that I need and that I will depend on Him during these difficult times.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is always hard to be away from loved ones; whether here in the States or in Argentina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; mso-list: l1 level1 lfo2" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Pray for my father, who is currently unemployed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God has been faithful in providing jobs for people during this time and I know that He has the perfect job for my father as well.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-4696357036490629019?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/4696357036490629019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=4696357036490629019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/4696357036490629019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/4696357036490629019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/08/god-is-good-all-time.html' title='God is Good... All the Time..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-1859763039885790721</id><published>2010-08-14T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T18:24:50.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Requests..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;It has been quite the challenge to stay on top of everything these days.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I absolutely love my courses and am spending a lot of time just studying the Word of God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Work is going well and the girls and I are enjoying being outside as the weather is beautiful.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But now I need to focus a bit more on building up a support team if I am ever to return to Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I have a couple specific prayer requests:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Pray that God would give me the words to say for the script I need to write up for my video.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also pray for guidance in choosing the right pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Pray for wisdom in knowing which churches to contact. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Also for courage in taking the necessary steps and making the phone calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Pray for wisdom in knowing how to best use my time and balance everything including times of rest.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-1859763039885790721?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/1859763039885790721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=1859763039885790721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1859763039885790721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1859763039885790721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/08/prayer-requests.html' title='Prayer Requests..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-7871595897586390511</id><published>2010-07-11T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T22:31:16.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Year at a Glimpse..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;It was last July that I made the decision to become a career missionary.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After serving in Argentina for almost 4 years I came home thinking that I was done.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But after months of praying and a time of fasting; God showed me that He was calling me back to Argentina long-term.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I still remember the day as I was sitting at Snoqualmie Falls with a rainbow in the back ground knowing that God was promising to be with me every step of the way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqkFUWOKkI/AAAAAAAABzg/D67wO-DAlyM/s1600/1+-+Career+missionary.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492883106799954498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqkFUWOKkI/AAAAAAAABzg/D67wO-DAlyM/s400/1+-+Career+missionary.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day I was called into Career Missions... officially..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So much has happened since that day… In September I went back to college.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My first couple semesters I studied at Green River C.C working on electives then I transferred to Multnomah where I am working on a degree in Leadership and Ministry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;During this time of studying I was also able to return to Catamarca for three months.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;In February I had MAC (Missionary Assessment Center) in which I spent five days being observed by a team in Orlando.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At the end of the week they approved me to continue on with the process of becoming a career missionary with Converge Worldwide (formerly known as BGC – Baptist General Conference).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqkE18QSmI/AAAAAAAABzY/Nml7nJpoCc0/s1600/2+-+MAC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 327px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492883098637978210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqkE18QSmI/AAAAAAAABzY/Nml7nJpoCc0/s400/2+-+MAC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group I was with at MAC - Am amazing group..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;In April not only did I start commuting to Multnomah for school but I also returned to Orlando for my final interview by the Board of Overseers for Converge Worldwide.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was approved and voted in as a new missionary appointee.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;During this time I have had the privilege of meeting many people on staff with Converge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This has been an encouragement to me as going as a short-term missionary I never met anyone except through email.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqkEK20oNI/AAAAAAAABzQ/6KTcjnjJ8sQ/s1600/3+-+Interview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492883087072469202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqkEK20oNI/AAAAAAAABzQ/6KTcjnjJ8sQ/s400/3+-+Interview.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Interviewing team praying for me afterwards..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqjeSVRVYI/AAAAAAAABzI/b7sz0IDcmXw/s1600/4+-+Interview+Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492882436244198786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqjeSVRVYI/AAAAAAAABzI/b7sz0IDcmXw/s400/4+-+Interview+Group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other canditates that were interviewed on the same day..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492882433818212370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqjeJS3uBI/AAAAAAAABzA/3Stk7_wvOVY/s400/5+-+President.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Meeting Jerry and Dee Sheveland, President and "first lady" of Converge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;At the end of June I went to Denver, Colorado for MPD training (Missionary Partner Development).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This was an intensive time of training for the next phase in which I build up a team of churches and families that will support this ministry in Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqjdxX7H0I/AAAAAAAABy4/9G8XfKMOjAg/s1600/6+-+MPD+training.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492882427396955970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqjdxX7H0I/AAAAAAAABy4/9G8XfKMOjAg/s400/6+-+MPD+training.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spent MANY hours in training with these people..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Following the MPD training I attended the Converge Worldwide biennial meeting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This week was a time of encouragement as I spent time getting to know missionaries on the field as well as other appointees who are in process of going overseas.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We ended the week by commissioning all of the missionaries that were appointed in the past two years.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqjdvoPk0I/AAAAAAAAByw/E2IV2umGVCA/s1600/7+-+My+Commisioning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492882426928534338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqjdvoPk0I/AAAAAAAAByw/E2IV2umGVCA/s400/7+-+My+Commisioning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Being commissioned in front of everyone... a certificate and everything! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqjdGhFYmI/AAAAAAAAByo/ojFejhTK60k/s1600/8+-+Whole+Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 122px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492882415892652642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqjdGhFYmI/AAAAAAAAByo/ojFejhTK60k/s400/8+-+Whole+Group.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the missionaries that were commissioned... May God bless us all as we serve Him..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Currently I am putting together information as I prepare to go out and recruit a team who will support my ministry in Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Please be in prayer that God will direct me to the correct people.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Also, pray that He will give you wisdom in whether or not you can play a part in this team.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you want information feel free to contact me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-7871595897586390511?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7871595897586390511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=7871595897586390511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7871595897586390511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7871595897586390511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-year-at-glimpse.html' title='My Year at a Glimpse..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDqkFUWOKkI/AAAAAAAABzg/D67wO-DAlyM/s72-c/1+-+Career+missionary.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-660891385286627584</id><published>2010-07-10T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T12:38:07.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Serve 2010... 15 years later..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;As I pray for the youth entering Mexico today I am reminded of what God has done in my own life these past 15 years.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Serve 95 was a life changing event for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I never doubted that God was calling me into full-time ministry but I didn’t know how it would play out in my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I knew missions would always be a part of my life but I didn’t know to what extent.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Was I to be a sender and support missionaries financially?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Was I to be in prayer for missionaries and God’s work throughout the world?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Was I to be a mobilizer and lead youth on mission trips?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Was I to open up my home to people in the States that need to know Jesus?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Or was I to go out into the world and preach the gospel?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To be honest, I was okay with any of these options except going.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It took God 15 years to prepare me to go as a career missionary.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He was faithful to not give up on me throughout the times of questioning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have no doubt that He has a perfect plan for my life and now I know that this plan includes overseas missions as a career.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What an awesome responsibility this is and yet I know I cannot do it on my own strength.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My God who has been with me each step of the past 15 years will be with me each step of my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492363813888297346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDjLyfgFiYI/AAAAAAAAByI/TBm_1e0o_E4/s400/scan0010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Serve 95 - The trip that changed my life..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;As I helped prepare this Serve 2010 team I looked at the youth who would be going and wondering what God would do in the lives of these youth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What a joy it would have been to go with them but God has other plans for my life right now which include preparing for my own trip to Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am excited to hear their stories when they return and the opportunity I have to pray for them while they are gone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;May God make Himself known to them in a very real way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;May they depend upon Him each day not only during these couple weeks but for the rest of their lives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;May they come back from Mexico forever changed and more in love with their Savior.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Please be praying for these alongside of me and check out their own blog at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://youthmark.com/faith_kent/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;http://youthmark.com/faith_kent/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-660891385286627584?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/660891385286627584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=660891385286627584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/660891385286627584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/660891385286627584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/07/serve-2010-15-years-later.html' title='Serve 2010... 15 years later..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/TDjLyfgFiYI/AAAAAAAAByI/TBm_1e0o_E4/s72-c/scan0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-7537578887173197937</id><published>2010-05-31T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T01:00:43.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Girlfriends to Root Canals...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;This weekend was definitely a much needed break for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My past couple weeks have been insane with school and ministry opportunities.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On top of my already busy week with studying , commuting, and working I had activities on the weekend.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;May 21-23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt;, I had the privilege of going to the Women’s Retreat with Faith Baptist with my mother.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We spend three days learning how important it is to have girlfriends who have our back.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I read through the book of Exodus this past week (I’m taking the Pentateuch which requires me to read the first five books of the Bible in 5 weeks) I got to the passage in Exodus 17 when the Israelites defeated the Amalekites.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is so much to learn from this especially in regards to the type of girlfriends that I want.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To me when Moses lifted his arms up to God it was a way of showing that he was depending completely on God.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Instead of focusing on the battle that was going on, a major trial for the Israelites, He was focusing on God and knew God would fight for him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Often times, I need to take my eyes off the difficult circumstances in my life and focus on God alone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The next thing I see is that Moses got tired but he surrounded himself by friends who lifted his arms up for him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who do I have around me that is going to lift up my arms and encourage me when I am tired?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that in the year ahead as I raise support for returning to Argentina that there are going to moments in which I get discouraged and need someone at my side lifting me up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But there are times in my life that I also have to be like one of his friends, lifting up and encouraging someone else in their work for the Lord.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Lastly, it was God who got the credit for winning the battle.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can I give God the glory for all that He is doing in my life?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The following weekend I was able to serve the youth that are preparing to go down to Mexico this summer from my church.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Although I am not able to go on the trip I am taking every opportunity I can to help prepare this team.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of the reasons I am excited to serve in this area is because this is the trip that first opened my eyes to the importance of missions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I cannot wait to see what God is going to teach these youth about His call on their lives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even more exciting is to see them wanting to serve Him here in Kent.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They are learning that missions is a lifestyle and not necessary a location.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A couple days before leaving for this weekend of training and team building Pastor Aaron asked me to prepare a seminar on Spanish.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I got to spend half an hour teaching the basics of Spanish.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It reminds me how flexible I need to be and willing to serve at a moment’s notice.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;After going non-stop for weeks, you can understand why having a weekend to relax was so important to me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course part of my relaxing included hours of homework but I love to read the Bible so that portion of my homework was a lot of fun.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What was not fun was the excruciating pain I was in half of the time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Before leaving for Argentina in 2004 for my first year long trip I had an emergency root canal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Come to find out this past week I had a chronic infection and needed to go back in for another root canal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t experience any pain before the root canal but the days following it have been unbearable.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It reminds me of how sin affects us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At times we let it come into our lives slowly as did the infection.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact it seeps in so slowly that you don’t even realize you have an infection because it is now normal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But unless you allow God to come in and remove the infection it will only get worse.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The treatment may be painful as he has to completely dig it out. It may be costly as was my root canal (since I don’t have dental insurance).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But the other option is even more painful and expensive (having to have the tooth pulled out if I let the infection continue on).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So as I had to have a root canal and am dealing with the after affects I am reminded of what God is doing in my life in the area of sin.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Through a study on spiritual revival I am taking a deep look at the sins in my life and asking God to remove these areas from my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are sinful attitudes that have become so normal to me that I don’t even realize the affect they have had.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please be praying that God will continue to reveal these areas to me and allow his purification process bring healing and revival into my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only then will I be able to serve Him completely and freely and find my joy in Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-7537578887173197937?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7537578887173197937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=7537578887173197937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7537578887173197937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7537578887173197937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/05/from-girlfriends-to-root-canals.html' title='From Girlfriends to Root Canals...'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-3809329642179702880</id><published>2010-05-12T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:47:13.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portland - Utah - Portland..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;One of these days my life may slow down but not for another month or so.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On April 29&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; I had my first official class at Multnomah Bible School in Portland.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I drove down for class, which I absolutely loved.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a great time of getting to know my classmates whom I will be with for the next year or so until I return to Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This first class I am taking is called Developing Christian Excellence and it is so refreshing to have a professor who has a passion for teaching and leading us into being excellent students and believers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;After class I stayed the night in Portland and then flew out to Utah to meet my newest nephew Israel.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let me tell you the week went by way to fast; though I had a blast playing with my nieces and nephews and visiting with Jeremy and Maria.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course I did my bi-annual back throwing routine and spent a couple days in pain. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I could not walk the first day but the following day I decided to bear the pain and walk up the “mountain” with Keila, Seth and Mayra.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a bit painful but well worth it after I got to see the view and of course the children had a blast.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;On Thursday I flew back to Portland in time for class and then drove home afterwards.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am still trying to decide whether or not to work five days a week in the future or cut my days down to four with school.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was able to drive home without falling asleep so that was a plus, but we shall see how my energy level continues as the weeks go by.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJe4qfjHI/AAAAAAAABx4/GKiQWk5wYyI/s1600/IMG_3089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470546967327116402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJe4qfjHI/AAAAAAAABx4/GKiQWk5wYyI/s400/IMG_3089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daniel Israel Finnestad... number 12..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJeSaxfxI/AAAAAAAABxw/iU6Uyen5VkI/s1600/IMG_3018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470546957060636434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJeSaxfxI/AAAAAAAABxw/iU6Uyen5VkI/s400/IMG_3018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mayra Yesenia Princess... Cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Playing on the indoor slide..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It goes from the first floor to the basement..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJeNYzugI/AAAAAAAABxo/U87d7Zc_dAk/s1600/IMG_3006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470546955710216706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJeNYzugI/AAAAAAAABxo/U87d7Zc_dAk/s400/IMG_3006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keila is all grown up..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJdrpIt-I/AAAAAAAABxg/UX-s0pMpVn0/s1600/IMG_3031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470546946651895778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJdrpIt-I/AAAAAAAABxg/UX-s0pMpVn0/s400/IMG_3031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jadan is Mr. Independent... He helped himself to my mate..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJdcNfTgI/AAAAAAAABxY/4ws5WEhfRy8/s1600/IMG_3118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470546942509403650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJdcNfTgI/AAAAAAAABxY/4ws5WEhfRy8/s400/IMG_3118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course Mayra enjoyed the Dulce de Leche...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJGnS7QGI/AAAAAAAABxQ/6Cjr7NLDIsM/s1600/IMG_3057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470546550348005474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJGnS7QGI/AAAAAAAABxQ/6Cjr7NLDIsM/s400/IMG_3057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I call Jadan "Little Jeremy" man the look alike..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJGSW80VI/AAAAAAAABxI/cUDw2vdah-Y/s1600/IMG_3085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470546544727740754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJGSW80VI/AAAAAAAABxI/cUDw2vdah-Y/s400/IMG_3085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying the veiw with Israel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJFvbn7BI/AAAAAAAABxA/CfKsNEKWzW0/s1600/IMG_3065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470546535352101906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJFvbn7BI/AAAAAAAABxA/CfKsNEKWzW0/s400/IMG_3065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Out on our walk... Seth is quite the big guy..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJFccG9jI/AAAAAAAABw4/9aVFz89P1-Q/s1600/IMG_3100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470546530253862450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJFccG9jI/AAAAAAAABw4/9aVFz89P1-Q/s400/IMG_3100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My three adventure buddies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJEq91yjI/AAAAAAAABww/6NttCYpnfs8/s1600/IMG_3104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470546516973570610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJEq91yjI/AAAAAAAABww/6NttCYpnfs8/s400/IMG_3104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is hard to capture the beauty in a photo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-3809329642179702880?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/3809329642179702880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=3809329642179702880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/3809329642179702880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/3809329642179702880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/05/portland-utah-portland.html' title='Portland - Utah - Portland..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S-tJe4qfjHI/AAAAAAAABx4/GKiQWk5wYyI/s72-c/IMG_3089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-2122975858699612031</id><published>2010-04-24T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T01:15:47.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?  A college student or career missionary... or BOTH..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The last week was the week I have been waiting for… On Sunday night after the Serve 2010 meeting I drove down to Portland, OR.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I spent the night visiting with Caroline Watkins before heading to bed on her couch.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;On Monday morning I had a private orientation at Multnomah Bible School.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wasn’t going to be around for the regular orientation because of my trip to Florida.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After getting all of my paperwork taken care of and receiving my books for the first class they took me on a tour of the campus.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A couple hours later I was on my way home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This drive from Seattle to Portland and back will be a regular trip for me in the weeks to come as I will be commuting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Most of the weeks I will have class just on Thursday nights from 6:00-10:00 but will most likely stay the night so I don’t fall asleep on the drive home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If I’m lucky someone else might live up North and I’ll be able to carpool but that is to be determined in the next couple weeks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am really excited to finally be going to Bible School.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For those of you who don’t know I will be getting my BS in Leadership and Ministry which will come in handy in the years to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I drove home Monday afternoon and briefly checked over my workload while chatting with friends in Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I then headed down to the base-ball fields to watch the guys from my church play ball.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I went to de-stress since I was a bit nervous for my trip to Florida and overwhelmed with what my schedule will be like in the next couple weeks.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The time on the field and drive did the trick for me. I was able to praise God in the car and just enjoy cheering on the team.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I arrived home and FINALLY started packing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;My flight to Florida was early on Tuesday so I only got about 4 hours of sleep.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Once again God blessed me on the trip down by bumping me up to First Class.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That is one of the privileges of flying back and forth to Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was given Medallion status with lots of benefits…. Free baggage, priority boarding, seating, lines through security, and even free upgrades upon availability.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Of course with the upgrade I was given lunch, which was a blessing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I arrived to the hotel just in time to meet the other candidates and eat dinner.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;My roommate in Orlando was Krissy, who just happens to have grown up in Argentina as a missionary kid.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Her father also happens to be over all the Latin American Missionaries, so I met both her parents a couple years back in Argentina.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We spent a lot of time together during the couple days we were in Florida.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I woke up early once again on Wednesday for my final interview with the Board of Overseers from Converge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The interviews took place on the Wycliffe property where they are renting rooms until the new buildings are completed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I spend an hour and half drinking mate and visiting with the receptionist and anyone who entered the building.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Of course I was nervous as we walked down the hall to enter the room, but once I sat down and introductions were made I calmed right down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The first person I met just happened to be the associate Pastor from Our Saviors Church here in Washington.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-char-type: symbolfont-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After sharing my testimony and call into missions they each asked me a couple questions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was then sent out of the room as the voted as a team.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The five of them approved me as a missionary and were going to recommend me to the whole Board of Overseers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Of course before leaving they took time to pray for me and I was even able to get my first contact information for the support raising process.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My first order of business was to inform my families that I had been approved to become a Career Missionary with Converge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Since the interview was in the morning I had all day to relax and enjoy Florida.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I had decided to not bring my homework and just ENJOY my time in the sun.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I celebrated the good news by eating lunch out and then taking pictures in my Argentina jersey.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Krissy and I then sat outside drinking mate and visiting in the afternoon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I ended the day taking a walk and enjoying the beauty of the area before spending time in the Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PWVxhqxrI/AAAAAAAABwo/Sipo9_ZI8Vg/s1600/IMG_2945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463946442490693298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PWVxhqxrI/AAAAAAAABwo/Sipo9_ZI8Vg/s400/IMG_2945.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celebrating my approval te be a Career Missionary..! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PWVlRac4I/AAAAAAAABwg/AVxiJdMTkVs/s1600/IMG_2953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463946439201289090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PWVlRac4I/AAAAAAAABwg/AVxiJdMTkVs/s400/IMG_2953.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mate with Krissy... and Biblestudy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PWVXbvLgI/AAAAAAAABwY/AI38m_bUSHE/s1600/IMG_2957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463946435486494210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PWVXbvLgI/AAAAAAAABwY/AI38m_bUSHE/s400/IMG_2957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course I also enjoyed desert..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Thursday morning we headed back out to the Wycliffe site and were able to tour the campus and museum while we waited.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We were then presented before the whole Board of Overseers where they took the official vote to appoint us as Missionaries.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was an encouraging time as they prayed for us and took time getting to know us during lunch.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As a short-termer I never met anyone from the conference so it has been really nice finally meeting everyone including Jerry and Dee Sheveland, the President of Converge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I left Converge very encouraged and excited.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To be honest I still find it unbelievable that I am officially a Career Missionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PWVDLXYUI/AAAAAAAABwQ/9IisWjB_kag/s1600/IMG_2959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463946430049116482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PWVDLXYUI/AAAAAAAABwQ/9IisWjB_kag/s400/IMG_2959.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Before heading home I had a couple hours to play around at the airport with Krissy… of course we took pictures as if we had went to Disneyland.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The trip home was uneventful and once again I got bumped up to first class.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So to make a LONG story short… this week I became a college student and career missionary.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What an exciting adventure I am on..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;May God be glorified in my life..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-2122975858699612031?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2122975858699612031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=2122975858699612031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2122975858699612031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2122975858699612031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-am-i-college-student-or-career.html' title='Who am I?  A college student or career missionary... or BOTH..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PWVxhqxrI/AAAAAAAABwo/Sipo9_ZI8Vg/s72-c/IMG_2945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-346048253318603876</id><published>2010-04-17T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T22:10:03.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Outings..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;During my spring break I was able to get out of the house a little more with the girls.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;First I took them to Northwest Trek.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a beautiful sunny day but still a little chilly so I took a blanket for the girls.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had a blast exploring the animals and taking a tour of the park on the train.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNkc7Ko1I/AAAAAAAABwI/v5UaH3LQrQA/s1600/IMG_2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463936799053882194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNkc7Ko1I/AAAAAAAABwI/v5UaH3LQrQA/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the tram with Amanda..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNkL-LENI/AAAAAAAABwA/JUDd7WZWvc0/s1600/IMG_2858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463936794503090386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNkL-LENI/AAAAAAAABwA/JUDd7WZWvc0/s400/IMG_2858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wow.. is it real..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNjubuREI/AAAAAAAABv4/wCAeynx4mAI/s1600/IMG_2885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463936786573968450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNjubuREI/AAAAAAAABv4/wCAeynx4mAI/s400/IMG_2885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking for raccoons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNjbGBuII/AAAAAAAABvw/Dsp-CVGw-v0/s1600/IMG_2904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463936781382695042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNjbGBuII/AAAAAAAABvw/Dsp-CVGw-v0/s400/IMG_2904.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One last shot with Elizabeth before we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Our next outing was to the Tacoma’s Children Museum.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Kim showed us how to use the Tacoma train and left us at the Museum.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We even invited some of their friends to spend the day with us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The girls ran from one activity to the next while I tried to keep track of where they were.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They had a blast, but I was ready to leave as more and more children arrived.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We then met back up with Kim and took the girls out to dinner.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNXhD4UpI/AAAAAAAABvo/d92wNFSq2co/s1600/IMG_2918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463936576825873042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNXhD4UpI/AAAAAAAABvo/d92wNFSq2co/s400/IMG_2918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elizabeth as cute as ever..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNXaGz5eI/AAAAAAAABvg/GFyN2vvvJo0/s1600/IMG_2925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463936574959117794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNXaGz5eI/AAAAAAAABvg/GFyN2vvvJo0/s400/IMG_2925.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda busy at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Of course one of my favorite outings was going to visit Karen and children for a play date on my birthday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After our typical Thursday morning Bible Study we walked over to their house for the next couple hours.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;The girls were able to play and Karen and I had a great time catching up on life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;I then went up North to visit my friends the Shaffer’s.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They have played a huge role on my Spiritual life and it is always a joy to spend time with them and their children.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had a relaxing day of just visiting and catching up on life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;My last outing was with Hillary and Heather Dial.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We headed out of town to their cabin for the night.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a much needed break away from the craziness of life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It gave me time to get away and just spend time with God in the peacefulness of His creation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What a blessing it was to be able to go with those girls and be encouraged by their own excitement for God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-346048253318603876?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/346048253318603876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=346048253318603876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/346048253318603876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/346048253318603876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-break-outings.html' title='Spring Break Outings..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S9PNkc7Ko1I/AAAAAAAABwI/v5UaH3LQrQA/s72-c/IMG_2823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-1684242223188769300</id><published>2010-03-18T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T22:03:13.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the fun begin......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;For those of you who are wondering I have finished my final paper.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a research a paper on Shakespeare tying in the theme of redemption.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Man, it was a lot of fun writing, more so than I was expecting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was able to apply my missions training to school work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean one of the first things we are taught before going onto the field is to make the gospel relate to the person you want to reach out to.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Since my professor loves Shakespeare and has been searching a lot lately, I used her passion and combined it with my passion – God’s love for us and sharing that with others.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Now I am officially on Spring Break… but that is not the most exciting part.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am now finished taking general classes at Green River Community College.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have a month off before starting at Multnomah Bible School.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;WooHoo..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am super excited to start Bible School even though I know that life is going to get insanely busy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will have classes on Thursday evenings which means lots of trips down to Portland coming up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So, since I have a month off… I have lots of plans..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am going to SLEEP… visit with friends… sleep… read books… sleep… watch movies… sleep… fill out more paper work for career missions… sleep… meet my new nephew in Utah… sleep… so, do you see a pattern here?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This will be a time of rest and refreshment for me which I am looking forward to almost as much as Bible School..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe I’ll even have more time to update my blog while I am at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-1684242223188769300?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/1684242223188769300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=1684242223188769300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1684242223188769300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1684242223188769300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/03/let-fun-begin.html' title='Let the fun begin......'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-1695577562769345378</id><published>2010-02-24T10:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T10:38:43.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The update everyone has been waiting for..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Wow… what a week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Most of you know that I spend the last week in Florida having my Missionary Assessment with Converge… or at least you knew the evaluation was coming up. ;)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But for those who were not up to date… On Thursday I flew to Orlando a day early to try and get ahead on homework and be able to adjust my body somewhat to the time zone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;On Friday the whirlwind of events began in the evening and lasted until about 10:00pm.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;On Saturday and Sunday our days began around 6:00 or 6:30 in the morning as we ate and prepared to leave for the Wycliffe center for training and evaluation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Of course due to exhaustion and my lack of love for the morning I did sleep through two alarms on Sunday and was awoken by my team with just enough time to change and jump on the ban…)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our days ended at Wycliffe around 9:30-10:00 pm… YES they were LONG days..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But they were not over yet as on some of the days I worked on homework and the other days we were working on our group presentation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;You may be wondering what we could have possibly done all day long and that is a good question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-char-type: symbolfont-family:Wingdings;" &gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;font-family:Wingdings;" &gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We had various training sessions where experts in the field gave us information on particular areas of interest for new missionaries, such as culture shock and sharing the gospel. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Prior to the trip we had to take various personality and cultural tests so we found out the results which helped us understand ourselves a little better.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was shocked to find out that I had one of the highest scores ever on the cultural test which evaluated our ability to adjust completely into another culture without losing our own cultural identity.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We had to work on case studies of situations that might occur on the mission field and how we would respond to them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We each had a pysch evaluation and mission’s interview.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And when we weren’t working on all of that we had to work as a team of 11 to fight out as much as we could about an unreached people group and a plan for us to evangelize them using our gifts and talents.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Although it was a lot of work in such a short amount of time we did have a slight advantage; not only was this the people group I did my final exam on in Perspectives years ago, but it is also the group that my church has a lot of contact with (the Berbers in Northern Morocco)… what are the chances?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To be honest we worked excellently as a team especially considering we just met one another and we constantly being pulled out of the group time to for our evaluations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But on Monday afternoon we gave our presentation and aced it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We then found out after I checked out of the hotel that one of the hosts at our hotel was from people group.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Those who were going back to the hotel were hoping to talk to her a little more. What are the chances of that?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Only God can set up those circumstances..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;We got to leave around 3:30pm on Monday to give the assessors time to evaluate each of us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They were taking notes the whole weekend on all that they saw us do and say.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Before heading back to the hotel as a group we prayed over the assessors, that God would give them wisdom in the decisions that they were making.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;While they spend the rest of the day processing everything as a team we headed out for some free time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At first I was going to stay in the hotel and work in homework but I decided to get out and have a little fun instead.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;First we rested for about an hour since we were all pretty tired at this point.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Then we headed to Down Town Disney for dinner and enjoyment.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Of course the weather did not cooperate as the sun we had the whole time we were inside gave way to rain… by the time we got back to the hotel we were soaking wet but it was fun to just enjoy one another.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am amazed at how close we got after just 4 days together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Tuesday was the day we were all waiting for.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What was the answer going to be?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There were four different responses they would have; 1) Recommended for missions 2) Recommended with Conditions 3) Recommended with strong conditions 4) Not recommended.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The night before and many days leading up to the MAC I was praying that God would continue to guide me down the path he wants me to take.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My verse has been Proverbs 16:9, ‘In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps’. I am happy to announce that I have been officially recommended for career missions.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Of course this is not the end of the process.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Now I have to fill out a LOT more paperwork and have an interview with the board of directors.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Of course that is a bit scary but I know that God is in control of all things.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t have all the details yet of what is to come and the time line of it all… but please be praying with me as God takes me down this road, which is an adventure.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for coming along with me on it in so many different ways..!  I keep you posted on what is to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441880390477255858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S4VxYgCPlLI/AAAAAAAABvY/oMtxC8PBtbM/s400/IMG_2806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't have many pictures for the week yet, but here is one from Down Town Disney with KP... one of the other candidates..!  We are already soaking wet but still had fun... look at the lego sea creature behind us... it's insane..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-1695577562769345378?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/1695577562769345378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=1695577562769345378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1695577562769345378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1695577562769345378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/02/update-everyone-has-been-waiting-for.html' title='The update everyone has been waiting for..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S4VxYgCPlLI/AAAAAAAABvY/oMtxC8PBtbM/s72-c/IMG_2806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-3294294486774197917</id><published>2010-01-19T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:57:43.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little update..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Life has definitely been a little busier since I started school.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many have asked me what classes I am taking so here goes; Writing for humanities, History of the movies and Business 101.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These definitely aren’t the most exciting courses for me, in reality I am looking forward to starting Multnomah in the spring but this is a good transition back into the life of college and homework.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thankfully I am staying up to date on all my homework.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact, in most of my classes I am about a week ahead on my homework.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My hope is to stay ahead so that when I have my trip to Florida I don’t have to worry about school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So, why am I going to Florida?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In a little over four weeks I have my evaluation with the Baptist General Conference.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am not really sure what to expect but I’m looking forward to it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have already turned in my reference list (thanks to all of you who have to fill out those LONG reference forms), purchased my airfare and filled out the very long application form.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This week I started doing personality-like tests that are required.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is definitely a lot more to the process than going down on short-term trips.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will keep you posted on how things are going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;For now my prayer requests are the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Pray for the youth in Catamarca.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;January 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;-February 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; they are putting on a camp and inviting a lot of youth who are not believers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are a lot of details for the camp, so they are a bit overwhelmed right now but are looking forward to what God is going to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Pray for me as I go through the process, which includes schooling and other preparations.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At times I get overwhelmed but I know that God has it all under control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-3294294486774197917?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/3294294486774197917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=3294294486774197917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/3294294486774197917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/3294294486774197917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-little-update.html' title='Just a little update..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-7979613583432983251</id><published>2010-01-04T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:02:48.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting the New Year..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423146410537239410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S0Li7WUBw3I/AAAAAAAABvI/dlyCsoGzUeg/s400/IMG_2707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;So, it is a New Year..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I cannot believe we are already in the year 2010.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I mentioned before, I have a somewhat tradition of spending New Years Eve home alone in God’s Word.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I like to start the year off refocusing on what is important and seeking what God has in store for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some verses and quotes that God has been speaking to me in the past couple days are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;2 Samuel 7:18 – Who am I, O Lord God, and what is my house that You have brought me this far?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;It is definitely an adventure that God has me on and I have no doubt that He is the one guiding me on this path.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A quote from a book I am reading really spoke to me this night, “I do not possess a wealth of talent, I am not an educated theologian, and I do not even have the experience of most.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I simply trust Christ and follow Him.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How true is that..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My desire is to follow Christ and obey Him no matter where He leads me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As Psalms 48:14, “For this God is our God forever and ever; he will be our guide even to the end.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;The path God has me on may not always be easy, but it is good.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As I was thinking about a popular verse… that says God will not give us more than we can bear… my eyes were opened to the truth in this verse.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God CAN’T give us something that we cannot bear… it is impossible and not just because He can’t lie… but because God is control of ALL things and we can bear EVERYTHING with Him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Last night as I was laying in bed thinking about the next step in this adventure… COLLEGE..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was a bit overwhelmed… but after spending time in the Bible once again I was reminded that, God already has it under control.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All I need to do is take it one day at a time and enjoy the moment.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, that is my goal this year… to take things as they come and enjoy life..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S0Li7jQjuuI/AAAAAAAABvQ/ijI70AB4NbA/s1600-h/IMG_2731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423146414012349154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S0Li7jQjuuI/AAAAAAAABvQ/ijI70AB4NbA/s400/IMG_2731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken for my nephew James... He was shocked about the fact I was doing a 1000 piece puzzle.  I figured I would do something fun before school started and life got hectic.  I didn't sleep much but I did it in a little over a day..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-7979613583432983251?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7979613583432983251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=7979613583432983251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7979613583432983251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7979613583432983251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/01/starting-new-year.html' title='Starting the New Year..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/S0Li7WUBw3I/AAAAAAAABvI/dlyCsoGzUeg/s72-c/IMG_2707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-7365228507157594344</id><published>2010-01-02T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:25:25.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home in time for...Christmas and New Years..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Now it’s time to catch up with what has been happening since I got home from Argentina just a couple weeks ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I came home in time to celebrate Christmas with the family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everyone came over to my parents place and we enjoyed watching the children open all their presents (and of course receiving presents ourselves).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After eating everyone headed out… and I spent the rest of the night home alone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course, I took advantage of that and made phone calls to Argentina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;You may be wondering where my parents went on Christmas Day… well they travelled to Utah to visit my brother Jeremy and his family… especially the newest member of the family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Daniel Israel was born on December 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maria had the shortest labor yet (though she is usually in labor a LONG time) and Jeremy ended up delivering his son.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;That makes 12 nieces and nephews in total… my family keeps on growing..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;God has definitely blessed me with a wonderful family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am truly blessed..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;New Years Eve I spent with the young adults from Church.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had a progressive dinner so of course we ate until stuffed and enjoyed one another’s company. I was home before midnight to follow my semi-regular tradition of starting the New Year reading the Bible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;More to come on that later..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422316767368506642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sz_wXwqk7RI/AAAAAAAABu4/WxXuNJTvcvY/s400/IMG_2629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With my parents..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422316762208373426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sz_wXdcTirI/AAAAAAAABuw/fVF--jwteUo/s400/IMG_2622.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jimmy and Karen with Abby, James, Josiah, Aliya and Jonathan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422316755378033506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sz_wXD_002I/AAAAAAAABuo/pND_9Lsjhow/s400/IMG_2626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dan, Kim, Amanda and Elizabeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422315814812244866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sz_vgUHd24I/AAAAAAAABuQ/fhNtiGbVhZY/s400/IMG_2661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Showing off my gift... music for the road :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422315809885472626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sz_vgBw1R3I/AAAAAAAABuI/IH2j7KJDbAA/s400/IMG_2686.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Singing Happy Birthday to Jesus... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422315801661164946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sz_vfjIATZI/AAAAAAAABuA/F8UH5oHWrGA/s400/IMG_2697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All Smiles..!  What a fun day..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422315619886643746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sz_vU99lOiI/AAAAAAAABt4/qpwb7W2sbTY/s400/IMG_2703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And who wouldn't with this food???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sz_wYK9gpGI/AAAAAAAABvA/GweuBVxTh8s/s1600-h/Baby+Boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422316774427239522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sz_wYK9gpGI/AAAAAAAABvA/GweuBVxTh8s/s400/Baby+Boy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jadan and Daniel Israel.. the best gift of all..! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sz_vgx3LgWI/AAAAAAAABuY/qFUmFlNEiPs/s1600-h/IMG_2626.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-7365228507157594344?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7365228507157594344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=7365228507157594344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7365228507157594344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7365228507157594344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-in-time-forchristmas-and-new-years.html' title='Home in time for...Christmas and New Years..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sz_wXwqk7RI/AAAAAAAABu4/WxXuNJTvcvY/s72-c/IMG_2629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-7882009150423710175</id><published>2009-12-19T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:09:36.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last Weeks in Argentina..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;After the wedding things did not slow down… though I did take a day of rest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ll just show some pictures to explain what I did my last couple weeks in Argentina…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szf0FFJqsoI/AAAAAAAABtw/nhB07mMfgHs/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420069044682928770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szf0FFJqsoI/AAAAAAAABtw/nhB07mMfgHs/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julio and Magui had their baby girl, so of course I not only stopped by the hospital to meet her but also spent some time at their place visiting... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szf0Eyd-kMI/AAAAAAAABto/AV7voo44jjo/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420069039667843266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szf0Eyd-kMI/AAAAAAAABto/AV7voo44jjo/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;We started working full time on preparing Maxi and Sole’s new house.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;There was a LOT of cleaning that needed to be done, as well as moving.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szf0Ep3MRyI/AAAAAAAABtg/dF6kytuajCc/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420069037357680418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szf0Ep3MRyI/AAAAAAAABtg/dF6kytuajCc/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also spent some time teaching Valentino to drive... he loved it..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szf0Ede0vJI/AAAAAAAABtY/OKazAWz4vew/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420069034034248850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szf0Ede0vJI/AAAAAAAABtY/OKazAWz4vew/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 11pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;My last weekend, Maria had her graduation dinner and ceremony.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szf0EAgJV0I/AAAAAAAABtQ/a_PgV_qjwl4/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420069026255165250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szf0EAgJV0I/AAAAAAAABtQ/a_PgV_qjwl4/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Norma and I were both able to enjoy the party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzfzqbLcalI/AAAAAAAABtI/svqaELu8uvg/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420068586739493458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzfzqbLcalI/AAAAAAAABtI/svqaELu8uvg/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She officially GRADUATED...  How fast they grow up..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzfzqDeDu6I/AAAAAAAABtA/AUzNOwkR_HM/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420068580375116706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzfzqDeDu6I/AAAAAAAABtA/AUzNOwkR_HM/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course we had another 15th birthday party for a family member...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szfzp_ZUVrI/AAAAAAAABs4/sjAUsAjLBc4/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420068579281491634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szfzp_ZUVrI/AAAAAAAABs4/sjAUsAjLBc4/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just another excuse to dress up and go out... for free food..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szfzpk7zBwI/AAAAAAAABsw/C3HdSCeWaCE/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420068572178351874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szfzpk7zBwI/AAAAAAAABsw/C3HdSCeWaCE/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent every minute I could with Valentino... and the girls..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzfzpG_uenI/AAAAAAAABso/Ox0vH8_Qifs/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420068564141767282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzfzpG_uenI/AAAAAAAABso/Ox0vH8_Qifs/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On my last night we went out for dinner and stopped by important places...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Including the house where we lived together..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzfzcA37rGI/AAAAAAAABsg/n60esvDSCA4/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420068339160165474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzfzcA37rGI/AAAAAAAABsg/n60esvDSCA4/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it was time to say goodbye... to the happy family..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzfzbwDHAHI/AAAAAAAABsY/qilS_fWdxv4/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420068334643642482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzfzbwDHAHI/AAAAAAAABsY/qilS_fWdxv4/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the best of friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szfzbq5BUsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/urynxseZ3lw/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420068333259150018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szfzbq5BUsI/AAAAAAAABsQ/urynxseZ3lw/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since Laura was also leaving... quite the crowd showed up to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzfzbT0i9oI/AAAAAAAABsI/yu8d1N2RVjE/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420068327066367618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzfzbT0i9oI/AAAAAAAABsI/yu8d1N2RVjE/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So ends my time in Argentina... but I continue to carry everyone in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep praying for the church in Catamarca..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szfza_LHqVI/AAAAAAAABsA/pYWxlgHQmEY/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420068321523902802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szfza_LHqVI/AAAAAAAABsA/pYWxlgHQmEY/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-7882009150423710175?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7882009150423710175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=7882009150423710175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7882009150423710175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7882009150423710175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-last-weeks-in-argentina.html' title='My Last Weeks in Argentina..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Szf0FFJqsoI/AAAAAAAABtw/nhB07mMfgHs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-2663458793443508259</id><published>2009-12-08T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:41:28.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings Galore..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;In Argentina most people get married two times, once with the judge (to make it legal) and once in the church.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This has definitely been a hectic time preparing for both of these weddings… as when I arrived in October, nothing was planned yet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, in less than a month and a half (since I went to Jujuy for two weeks) we planned two separate weddings and all the errands that go with that.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I wonder why I am EXHAUSTED today..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Sole and Maxi did things backwards and got married first in the church on November 28&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They only invited a few friends, their family and the church members.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Pastor Guillermo from a local church (and a friend of the family) did the ceremony and included how God forgives us of our sins and wipes the slate clean when we return to him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What a great testimony this is as both Maxi and Sole made the decision to make things right with God and have a pure relationship until their wedding day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sole’s sister Maria and I were the bridesmaids, which meant that we both had to share something during the ceremony.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was the first to share and stopped short when both Maxi and Sole started crying (so I wouldn’t cry myself… haha).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All in all the ceremony went really well and Maxi’s parents even attended.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Pray for Sole and Maxi in this area as Maxi’s family holds onto their Catholic beliefs very highly which may cause tension in the family.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For example, today is the celebration of the Virgin in which they worship Mary… okay so I wrote this on December 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and never posted it)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After the ceremony everyone stayed around for pizza and empanadas.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At the end, I escaped with the newlyweds and we celebrated with ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Then on December 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; they got married legally with the judge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;During this time they invited all their friends and family and classmates (since they both studied Chemistry).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After the short ceremony everyone celebrated all night long. The event started at 9:30 pm, ceremony started about 10:45 pm and the party started shortly after and ended around 7:30 am.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I spent the majority of the time in the party taking care of various details for Sole and the end of the party with Valentino out in the car.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was pretty sick and couldn’t sleep with the loud music.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here are a few pictures to get an idea of what was like… I’ll post more pictures on facebook for those of you who have an account &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFJEi_CboI/AAAAAAAABr4/vMuqmsGbwHc/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418192169162927746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFJEi_CboI/AAAAAAAABr4/vMuqmsGbwHc/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arriving at the "Church" with Sole.. which also happens to be her house..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFJEVwG_pI/AAAAAAAABrw/WgNTP01UMG4/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418192165610651282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFJEVwG_pI/AAAAAAAABrw/WgNTP01UMG4/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everytime I came to the house Maxi was pacing... and memorizing his lines.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he is ready and waiting with Valentino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFI-QJO54I/AAAAAAAABro/bcyqT_u47eo/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418192061026199426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFI-QJO54I/AAAAAAAABro/bcyqT_u47eo/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Exchanging of the rings... and vows..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFI-OZISCI/AAAAAAAABrg/asuJ5nyTGI4/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418192060556003362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFI-OZISCI/AAAAAAAABrg/asuJ5nyTGI4/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pastor praying over their lives and marriage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFI9msX2fI/AAAAAAAABrY/DmSjbPkMwwY/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418192049899297266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFI9msX2fI/AAAAAAAABrY/DmSjbPkMwwY/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Happy Couple... Maxi and Sole Gomez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFI9dCDOQI/AAAAAAAABrQ/I2TlQlPv-yM/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418192047305865474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFI9dCDOQI/AAAAAAAABrQ/I2TlQlPv-yM/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both sets of parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFI9HEOIGI/AAAAAAAABrI/V0yygv4tNKo/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418192041409388642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFI9HEOIGI/AAAAAAAABrI/V0yygv4tNKo/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maria and I were the Bridesmaids..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIxJ7TY2I/AAAAAAAABrA/LyL_mLwYSSs/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418191836018860898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIxJ7TY2I/AAAAAAAABrA/LyL_mLwYSSs/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celebrating afterwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIwp5MMSI/AAAAAAAABq4/g4BIQwTUFVo/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418191827420066082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIwp5MMSI/AAAAAAAABq4/g4BIQwTUFVo/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The church was decorated by the youth of the church... Gorgeous, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIwZVt3_I/AAAAAAAABqw/O-W1fkTh7Gg/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418191822976311282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIwZVt3_I/AAAAAAAABqw/O-W1fkTh7Gg/s400/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mauricio walked Sole in for the Civil Wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIwBcR7rI/AAAAAAAABqo/ZbUL98pZbMY/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418191816561389234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIwBcR7rI/AAAAAAAABqo/ZbUL98pZbMY/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Signing the official papers with the judge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIv2jg65I/AAAAAAAABqg/yTyGK3jyBhY/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418191813638941586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIv2jg65I/AAAAAAAABqg/yTyGK3jyBhY/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now they are legally married and Maxi is hungry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIhqiMniI/AAAAAAAABqY/QJ2MFfYmltw/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418191569894022690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIhqiMniI/AAAAAAAABqY/QJ2MFfYmltw/s400/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once again celebrating...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIhXRu2ZI/AAAAAAAABqQ/uVEBsq3wSC8/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418191564724689298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIhXRu2ZI/AAAAAAAABqQ/uVEBsq3wSC8/s400/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The picture of everyone at my table with the happy couple...&lt;br /&gt;We were the life of the party..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIg2jDAaI/AAAAAAAABqI/kCt3tMGz_MI/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418191555938943394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIg2jDAaI/AAAAAAAABqI/kCt3tMGz_MI/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The First Dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIgQQyY4I/AAAAAAAABqA/dPAc997__-E/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418191545661809538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIgQQyY4I/AAAAAAAABqA/dPAc997__-E/s400/16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dancing with the groom..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIgFJGr1I/AAAAAAAABp4/GEoTU9N6In8/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418191542676795218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFIgFJGr1I/AAAAAAAABp4/GEoTU9N6In8/s400/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying the night with Valentino...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-2663458793443508259?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2663458793443508259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=2663458793443508259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2663458793443508259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2663458793443508259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/12/weddings-galore.html' title='Weddings Galore..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SzFJEi_CboI/AAAAAAAABr4/vMuqmsGbwHc/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-3033037050595512748</id><published>2009-12-08T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T07:12:55.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gruduation Day... and the parties that followed..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;In the midst of the craziness of planning the wedding…&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;we took some time to celebrate that Both Maxi and Soledad graduated from the University with their degree in Chemistry.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maxi is already subbing as a science teacher and Soledad has a few courses to finish up her license and is contemplating taking a few more so that she could also work as a teacher.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They have both fallen in love with teaching in the outskirts of Catamarca in schools that are hidden and almost deserted.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course, in order to continue working in those areas they will have to buy a car soon, but God willing within a year they will have one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;We also had a couple bachelorette parties for Soledad; One with her classmates from the University and one with friends from the church.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All I can say is that I enjoyed the one from church a lot more..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5pdxN2DkI/AAAAAAAABpw/POMzDc3eQMg/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412879762294443586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5pdxN2DkI/AAAAAAAABpw/POMzDc3eQMg/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5pds3fgfI/AAAAAAAABpo/brnretuDrSc/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412879761126949362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5pds3fgfI/AAAAAAAABpo/brnretuDrSc/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A college graduate..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5pdYxrPQI/AAAAAAAABpg/dK6qLIleEA8/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412879755733843202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5pdYxrPQI/AAAAAAAABpg/dK6qLIleEA8/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5pdLi8eeI/AAAAAAAABpY/DUH1p-JKOZU/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412879752182397410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5pdLi8eeI/AAAAAAAABpY/DUH1p-JKOZU/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The family... celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5pc_PiLJI/AAAAAAAABpQ/aLU8hEMIUjQ/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412879748879756434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5pc_PiLJI/AAAAAAAABpQ/aLU8hEMIUjQ/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a few of the friends and family members that went to the graduation..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5ow5KMuzI/AAAAAAAABpI/dJPbIT8B0_Y/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412878991332522802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5ow5KMuzI/AAAAAAAABpI/dJPbIT8B0_Y/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I graduated too... or was put in charge of guarding the diplomas..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5ow60XviI/AAAAAAAABpA/EUFIOHfpDSY/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412878991777840674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5ow60XviI/AAAAAAAABpA/EUFIOHfpDSY/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, they are laughing at me... because in reality I didn't help make empanadas.. I just posed for the pictures... I was EXHAUSTED this night and kept everyone entertained..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5owGoQkPI/AAAAAAAABo4/e4EeFGvobNY/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412878977768394994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5owGoQkPI/AAAAAAAABo4/e4EeFGvobNY/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way to the Bacholorette Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412878979254250354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5owMKg63I/AAAAAAAABow/zffLfwIzreA/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5ov0yLQhI/AAAAAAAABoo/KqCnLdvMEn8/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412878972978151954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5ov0yLQhI/AAAAAAAABoo/KqCnLdvMEn8/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had to REMOVE the cell phone so Sole and Maxi didn't spend all night talking on the phone.  The guys also removed Maxi's phone...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5nsMOwpRI/AAAAAAAABog/h1EzWlan81s/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412877811040953618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5nsMOwpRI/AAAAAAAABog/h1EzWlan81s/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5nropYQfI/AAAAAAAABoY/WsUCdsDxgF4/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412877801488925170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5nropYQfI/AAAAAAAABoY/WsUCdsDxgF4/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5nrRD0arI/AAAAAAAABoQ/eD502PSnkNQ/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412877795157371570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5nrRD0arI/AAAAAAAABoQ/eD502PSnkNQ/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Games with Laura... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5nrG5VwSI/AAAAAAAABoI/CYlQBo-AwaA/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412877792429064482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5nrG5VwSI/AAAAAAAABoI/CYlQBo-AwaA/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leandro and Carolina decorated the salon for the church wedding..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5nqyokp2I/AAAAAAAABoA/MfzoGjpixsU/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412877786990028642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5nqyokp2I/AAAAAAAABoA/MfzoGjpixsU/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-3033037050595512748?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/3033037050595512748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=3033037050595512748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/3033037050595512748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/3033037050595512748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/12/gruduation-day-and-parties-that.html' title='Gruduation Day... and the parties that followed..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5pdxN2DkI/AAAAAAAABpw/POMzDc3eQMg/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-7684586339115324710</id><published>2009-12-06T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T06:48:09.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A reason to give thanks..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Life continues at full speed so I thought I would take a moment to get caught up with my blog.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Many of you may not know that during all my time in Argentina I never once gave a message in front of the whole congregation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I spent hours and hours working one on one with people or leading small groups, I even prepared sermons for others to present.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But on this trip, I decided to go out of my comfort zone… the Sunday before Thanksgiving I gave a message on giving thanks to God and praising His name.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It actually went really well and although it was a small group that week, they all seemed to understand the message.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That week we gave a little extra thanks to God because after many months it FINALLY rained. (OK… so I wasn’t as thankful as the rest… I see rain all the time..!)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Another reason to give thanks was the birth of Julio and Magui’s baby girl, Gracia Natania Olivera.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She is absolutely precious and adored by many.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As is Valentino.. it has been a joy to be able to get to know him during these last couple months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412874252862894354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5kdE_AMRI/AAAAAAAABnw/ELbb_MkH_ws/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;Here I am giving the sermon..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412874250902031474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5kc9rfzHI/AAAAAAAABno/bVAZi91OXdk/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412874246878491554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5kcusNc6I/AAAAAAAABng/hBAqXwQO6as/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;Jorge and Pablo a new member of the church and new believer..! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412875358114531202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5ldaXhx4I/AAAAAAAABn4/eHcGUTT4vkY/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sole enjoying the rain with her brothers..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5kcEx_KeI/AAAAAAAABnQ/sO8r5GUNFO4/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412874235628431842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5kcEx_KeI/AAAAAAAABnQ/sO8r5GUNFO4/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5j7WcvPUI/AAAAAAAABnI/Lh8W9I0ggOM/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873673435462978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5j7WcvPUI/AAAAAAAABnI/Lh8W9I0ggOM/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first time Valentino saw rain... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(It reminded me of the first time it snows back home..!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5j7JUbQMI/AAAAAAAABnA/VXZ0Cff9J3w/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873669910937794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5j7JUbQMI/AAAAAAAABnA/VXZ0Cff9J3w/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Magui and Gracia Natani Olivera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5j6ys2NkI/AAAAAAAABm4/_a6SGox6N4E/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873663839352386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5j6ys2NkI/AAAAAAAABm4/_a6SGox6N4E/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't she precious... just one day old..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5j6suOVAI/AAAAAAAABmw/IZ3S4ulNplg/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873662234514434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5j6suOVAI/AAAAAAAABmw/IZ3S4ulNplg/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying a new born baby..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5j6cUhRGI/AAAAAAAABmo/kk2no73q7jI/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873657831736418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5j6cUhRGI/AAAAAAAABmo/kk2no73q7jI/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Valentino LOVES bathtime..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5jmrOBkZI/AAAAAAAABmg/B7wReJOj_y4/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873318233641362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5jmrOBkZI/AAAAAAAABmg/B7wReJOj_y4/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE watching babies sleep so peacefully..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5jmSTjnrI/AAAAAAAABmY/gs5E_LKr7-c/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873311545958066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5jmSTjnrI/AAAAAAAABmY/gs5E_LKr7-c/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5jmM23p-I/AAAAAAAABmQ/eRqGhuwycmQ/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873310083459042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5jmM23p-I/AAAAAAAABmQ/eRqGhuwycmQ/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating apples for the first time..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5jlof3pNI/AAAAAAAABmI/TKzoKiq8tds/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873300323312850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5jlof3pNI/AAAAAAAABmI/TKzoKiq8tds/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5jldjbRbI/AAAAAAAABmA/4mbmWpmu2go/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412873297385440690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5jldjbRbI/AAAAAAAABmA/4mbmWpmu2go/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready to explore the world..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-7684586339115324710?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7684586339115324710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=7684586339115324710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7684586339115324710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7684586339115324710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/12/reason-to-give-thanks.html' title='A reason to give thanks..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sx5kdE_AMRI/AAAAAAAABnw/ELbb_MkH_ws/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-6173452951785297445</id><published>2009-12-01T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:11:49.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip to Jujuy... and returning to Catamarca..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Life continues to move much faster than I would like… but I wanted to post some more pictures..!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In a little over two weeks I will be on my way back to Washington..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8YGQ2n2I/AAAAAAAABl4/mXt84gVCFRc/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410367280795524962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8YGQ2n2I/AAAAAAAABl4/mXt84gVCFRc/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;At the beginning of November I went to Jujuy for two weeks to visit my friends up North.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course I arrived just in time for Kike’s birthday which we celebrated by going out to eat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I enjoy spending time with Kike and Ivana and my “sobrinos” Juan and Keila whenever I go to Jujuy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8XptL5PI/AAAAAAAABlw/QeZ0AjnsNzQ/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410367273129731314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8XptL5PI/AAAAAAAABlw/QeZ0AjnsNzQ/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Of course my main reason for going to Jujuy is to visit Naty and Vicky.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even though Natalia is now married we still spent as much time together as possible.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What a joy it was to be able to just relax with them and not have so many things to worry about.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8XHU4jRI/AAAAAAAABlo/DozEeW410S4/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410367263900994834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8XHU4jRI/AAAAAAAABlo/DozEeW410S4/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; FONT-SIZE: 11pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;This trip was also special because I got to meet my new “neice”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My friends Alejandra and Natalia (who went on a year long trip to India as missionaries) had a baby girl just a few short months ago.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Angelina was absolutely adorable..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8W2jD_II/AAAAAAAABlg/neJmes4KKpc/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410367259397061762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8W2jD_II/AAAAAAAABlg/neJmes4KKpc/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;During the weekend Vicky and I decided to escape to a local campground for a couple days… they also had rooms to rent so we splurged and spent the weekend in luxury with our own private pool.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course while we were there friends came out to visit us various times throughout the weekend and Natalia even spent the last night with us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was nice to just relax and enjoy the time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8GeTqNbI/AAAAAAAABlY/YiJXpHrCKFQ/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366978012100018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8GeTqNbI/AAAAAAAABlY/YiJXpHrCKFQ/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8GAsoalI/AAAAAAAABlQ/kweuX08802w/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366970063776338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8GAsoalI/AAAAAAAABlQ/kweuX08802w/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8Fz0-P7I/AAAAAAAABlI/QfYTYmwc59Q/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366966609100722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8Fz0-P7I/AAAAAAAABlI/QfYTYmwc59Q/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;During the afternoon Vicky and I escaped and walked the grounds.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We found trees that grow blackberries (which are so much easier to pick than the typical plants with thorns…)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course we stained our fingers and tongue from eating so many.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Afterwards, we sat by the lake and drank mate and talked about life in general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8Fv3yVQI/AAAAAAAABlA/u_SFE3561Bw/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366965547160834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8Fv3yVQI/AAAAAAAABlA/u_SFE3561Bw/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8FiPBicI/AAAAAAAABk4/D1pwHfc1fkg/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366961886529986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8FiPBicI/AAAAAAAABk4/D1pwHfc1fkg/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Unfortunately on the trip I also had to spend time studying.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My time in Jujuy fell right in the middle of the class I am taking at Green River, which meant I had to take my mid-term.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The nice part about it, is I got to learn more about the Argentina culture and their music, as Vicky is a pro on the subject and we spent an afternoon researching famous singers from the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7yyaDOTI/AAAAAAAABkw/9dzrefA55U8/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366639810230578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7yyaDOTI/AAAAAAAABkw/9dzrefA55U8/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7yid40UI/AAAAAAAABko/4Bu3ppkBeAs/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366635531358530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7yid40UI/AAAAAAAABko/4Bu3ppkBeAs/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Of course before returning to Jujuy I spent a day walking around Jujuy and then played volleyball with Vicky for a couple hours… and ended up throwing out my back.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I woke up in complete pain about 4 am and didn’t fall back asleep until around 7:30.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thankfully Naty’s husband Mirco is a Doctor and has many friends who specialize in back pain.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Before meeting up with Mirco I took various pain pills that did not help, from there we went and saw a specialist who recommended I have an injection, and to top it off a physical therapist who adjusted my back with a few exercises.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I then had to survive the 9 hour bus ride home, a couple days of rest for my back and more injections.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thankfully Leandro is studying to be a nurse and offered to put them in for me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7yMlXGwI/AAAAAAAABkg/JVLkdZJ4U4Q/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366629657123586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7yMlXGwI/AAAAAAAABkg/JVLkdZJ4U4Q/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;Of course after my short break… life started back up at full speed… with the various activities at church, preparations for the wedding, visiting people, spending time with Valentino, and running errands with Sole and Maxi as they work on building their house before the wedding..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7xxTLZhI/AAAAAAAABkY/-HJNuRzAua0/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366622333101586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7xxTLZhI/AAAAAAAABkY/-HJNuRzAua0/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7xumXWeI/AAAAAAAABkQ/WeGf-phKg30/s1600/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366621608270306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7xumXWeI/AAAAAAAABkQ/WeGf-phKg30/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7ezXxNeI/AAAAAAAABkI/JmgH2UsLpfs/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366296471713250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7ezXxNeI/AAAAAAAABkI/JmgH2UsLpfs/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7efS-qLI/AAAAAAAABkA/nKR8llOr1Wc/s1600/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366291082913970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7efS-qLI/AAAAAAAABkA/nKR8llOr1Wc/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the kids from the neighborhood who have been coming to the children's program on Saturday afternoons..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7eCTjXwI/AAAAAAAABj4/JFd61qrKnnI/s1600/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366283300691714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7eCTjXwI/AAAAAAAABj4/JFd61qrKnnI/s400/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7d4u9TWI/AAAAAAAABjw/0V5a__5_Ekw/s1600/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366280731282786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7d4u9TWI/AAAAAAAABjw/0V5a__5_Ekw/s400/18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7dmMtf5I/AAAAAAAABjo/vtP1M53iZh0/s1600/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366275755802514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV7dmMtf5I/AAAAAAAABjo/vtP1M53iZh0/s400/19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-6173452951785297445?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/6173452951785297445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=6173452951785297445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6173452951785297445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6173452951785297445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-trip-to-jujuy-and-returning-to.html' title='My trip to Jujuy... and returning to Catamarca..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SxV8YGQ2n2I/AAAAAAAABl4/mXt84gVCFRc/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-394478516525113171</id><published>2009-11-04T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:30:15.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Argentina...</title><content type='html'>Okay... since I don´t have much time to blog I figured I would post some pictures and let you know what I have been up to this way.. of course with short descriptions... ENJOY..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a picture of Valentino sporting the clothes my sister and I bought him..!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHR4UAHcJI/AAAAAAAABjg/-lhUUgt14Vw/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400328193566011538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHR4UAHcJI/AAAAAAAABjg/-lhUUgt14Vw/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course I am enjoying every minute I can with him..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHR4NGomFI/AAAAAAAABjY/PxbcYzHAheg/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400328191714302034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHR4NGomFI/AAAAAAAABjY/PxbcYzHAheg/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Soledad... He is definately an easy going baby..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHR39UcDFI/AAAAAAAABjQ/MGBdA2tdv78/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400328187477232722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHR39UcDFI/AAAAAAAABjQ/MGBdA2tdv78/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maxi, Soledad´s fiancee got a job as a substitute science teacher in a village near Catamarca.  He absolutely loves it, though only has a dozen students or so in the three schools that he works at.  This was his first day of work and on the way there he got all excited about bringing some of the other youth to come and do one of the evangelistic plays.  Pray for Maxi as he is drawing closer to God and having to make important decisions in this area in regards to the culture that he was brought up in and what the Bible says is truth..!  God is definately at work in him...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRqqYBLBI/AAAAAAAABjI/A5ECqEwzcuY/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327959053675538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRqqYBLBI/AAAAAAAABjI/A5ECqEwzcuY/s400/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are working on wedding preparations.  I have been spending a lot of time with them as a couple and one on one with Soledad.  Pray for their upcoming marriage... as they raise there children... and that God would continue to provide work for Maxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRp8inWhI/AAAAAAAABjA/7nWfZPlolYM/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327946750089746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRp8inWhI/AAAAAAAABjA/7nWfZPlolYM/s400/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I am enjoying spending time with Carolina as well.. who wouldn´t enjoy eating ice cream???  Especially after craving Lemon Pie Ice Cream for MONTHS..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRprxHHII/AAAAAAAABi4/hSQFu_o1Z5c/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327942247488642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRprxHHII/AAAAAAAABi4/hSQFu_o1Z5c/s400/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying some of the youth in the plaza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRpfOyh8I/AAAAAAAABiw/1yhYt5sEU6E/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327938882308034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRpfOyh8I/AAAAAAAABiw/1yhYt5sEU6E/s400/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the worship band at the church... practicing in the middle of the afternoon when the weather is in the 100´s... but what joy they have..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRpQhlYVI/AAAAAAAABio/nQDiEQJrVy4/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327934934606162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRpQhlYVI/AAAAAAAABio/nQDiEQJrVy4/s400/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing that excites me as much as watching the youth serving God..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRV27MOQI/AAAAAAAABig/bNHaoyxsxZI/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327601645172994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRV27MOQI/AAAAAAAABig/bNHaoyxsxZI/s400/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jorge preaching on Mother´s Day... He is one of the main reasons that the church is still afloat in Catamarca during this time.  A month after I returned to Washington, Scott and Ruth also came back.  Thankfully they will be returning a month after I go home again..!  Keep Jorge in your prayers as he has lost a lot of weight due to health problems.. they are doing testing to figure out what the problem is.  Also, pray for encouragement as he leads the church and for his studies in the University... he is studying to be a nurse..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRVhatzAI/AAAAAAAABiY/gXxHN7bwAS4/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327595871816706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRVhatzAI/AAAAAAAABiY/gXxHN7bwAS4/s400/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am with Matias.. one of my guys.  I love listening to him share what God has been teaching him during these past couple months... and the work that God is doing in the lives of his family members... slowly but surely they are coming to church..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRVjc_gNI/AAAAAAAABiQ/lZDlpeoTGIc/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327596418236626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRVjc_gNI/AAAAAAAABiQ/lZDlpeoTGIc/s400/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matias with his mother.. she came to church on Mother´s Day and he dedicated a song to her...  A couple days ago I had the opportunity to go to their house for lunch.  I had only met her once before leaving Argentina last April and am excited to actually spend time with her now, as well as his younger sister..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRVeBtyZI/AAAAAAAABiI/tleinmbLX48/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327594961652114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRVeBtyZI/AAAAAAAABiI/tleinmbLX48/s400/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the neighborhood girl´s who are new to the church.  We are making it a habit to hang out with them in a local plaza after church..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRVII6AMI/AAAAAAAABiA/I-i3p-eBg1A/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327589086232770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHRVII6AMI/AAAAAAAABiA/I-i3p-eBg1A/s400/13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has definately been an exciting couple of weeks.. times is FLYING by... and I still have lots of people I want to visit.  I have no pictures to prove that I am studying.. but I did spend ALL DAY yesterday working on homework and completely my mid-term.  I am halfway done with my class... and it is hard to find the time to study when I would rather be visiting friends.  The only part that I am not enjoying is that they keep shutting off the water supply.  The weather has been in the 100´s and yet we have no running water between 2 pm and 10 pm... well.. sometimes until 3am.  Pray for rain in Catamarca.. as they are going through a time of drought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-394478516525113171?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/394478516525113171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=394478516525113171' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/394478516525113171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/394478516525113171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/11/pictures-from-argentina.html' title='Pictures from Argentina...'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SvHR4UAHcJI/AAAAAAAABjg/-lhUUgt14Vw/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-5961430400453917717</id><published>2009-10-15T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T15:14:15.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise... I'm in Catamarca..!</title><content type='html'>Well… I have arrived safely in Catamarca and am finally getting settled in. After two full days of travelling, Laura picked me up at the bus station. She was the only one who knew that I was coming to Catamarca, which is the only reason I was able to surprise everyone. After a quick shower she drove me over to the house where my roommates for two years live with their family. I knocked on the door only to have their mother open it slightly and then shut the door in my face. It was actually pretty funny as I was outside listening to her try to convince Soledad to open the door. It was only 9:30 in the morning so no one was ready for the day and didn’t really want to open it, of course they didn’t realize it was me. Finally, Sole opened the door and the look on her face was priceless. From that moment on, I was able to go to various houses to surprise different families, as well as send text messages to those who I didn’t know where they would be. I spent about two days visiting people and not sleeping much and I still haven’t seen anyone. Of course at church on Sunday they announced my arrival and had me pray before the reunion. Since then I have been trying to catch up on sleep, continue to visit people, help Sole plan her upcoming wedding, visit my Valentino (my argentine nephew), and keep up on my homework for the college course I am taking. It feels like I have no free time what so ever… and I can’t believe it has already been a week. The time is going to fly by and before I know it I will be leaving again, so I want to enjoy every minute I have here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std32mYpHaI/AAAAAAAABh4/HfKlwfDZZ4c/s1600-h/IMG_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392910858700004770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std32mYpHaI/AAAAAAAABh4/HfKlwfDZZ4c/s400/IMG_0771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meeting Valentino Benjamin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std3u0x15II/AAAAAAAABhw/0H2P3w6r-G4/s1600-h/IMG_0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392910725124842626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std3u0x15II/AAAAAAAABhw/0H2P3w6r-G4/s400/IMG_0776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Surprising Maria at school with Sole... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std3upcCYhI/AAAAAAAABho/_C2rLZvQ6RQ/s1600-h/IMG_0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392910722080596498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std3upcCYhI/AAAAAAAABho/_C2rLZvQ6RQ/s400/IMG_0817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spending time with Carolina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std3uHnqiUI/AAAAAAAABhg/IROwWV7c58o/s1600-h/IMG_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392910713002559810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std3uHnqiUI/AAAAAAAABhg/IROwWV7c58o/s400/IMG_0787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Valentino with his new clothes..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std3tiBziyI/AAAAAAAABhY/DoyzxYyiip4/s1600-h/IMG_0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392910702911654690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std3tiBziyI/AAAAAAAABhY/DoyzxYyiip4/s400/IMG_0823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Surprising Carla..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std3tWeQMOI/AAAAAAAABhQ/lIWDk7WVEaE/s1600-h/IMG_0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392910699809747170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std3tWeQMOI/AAAAAAAABhQ/lIWDk7WVEaE/s400/IMG_0898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celebrating Maxi's new job..! - Soledad, Maxi and Valentino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The video of my surprise arrival..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8a1c644e86266c85" 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.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a1c644e86266c85%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330018258%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6112A7D5D88ABED7CC8E2263F2B9BA026CE4EF8A.806B4598F970B1AD84035D3FAA4FD09B95C51F9E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a1c644e86266c85%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy1bwSMk5eULRGMEAwb5VM4I0CAw&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.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a1c644e86266c85%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330018258%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6112A7D5D88ABED7CC8E2263F2B9BA026CE4EF8A.806B4598F970B1AD84035D3FAA4FD09B95C51F9E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a1c644e86266c85%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dy1bwSMk5eULRGMEAwb5VM4I0CAw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-5961430400453917717?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/5961430400453917717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=5961430400453917717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/5961430400453917717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/5961430400453917717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/10/surprise-im-in-catamarca.html' title='Surprise... I&apos;m in Catamarca..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Std32mYpHaI/AAAAAAAABh4/HfKlwfDZZ4c/s72-c/IMG_0771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-3682951470616809735</id><published>2009-10-02T00:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:52:10.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in WA... for now..!</title><content type='html'>Wow... it's been almost two weeks since we got home from California... the days seem to be speeding by.  The first weekend back I got VERY little sleep and was super busy settling back in.  Then on Monday, I officially became a college student again.  I am currently taking an online course from GRCC called Music and World Culture... so far so good... but I have my first quiz this weekend so we'll see how it goes after that.  Also, I was accepted at Multnomah Bible School.  For those of you who haven't heard, I am starting an Adult Degree Completion program to get my Bachelor's degree in Leadership and Ministry with an emphasis on the Bible... I am SUPER stoked about that..!  Of course classes don't start until April so until then I am getting a couple of my general ed classes out of the way.  I already have the majority of them from before when I got my AAA in Early Childhood Education... but since it wasn't a general AA I'm missing a few of the basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is new?  Well.. I have been busy doing various Bible Studies and LOVING it.  I'm taking full advantage of the fact that I don't have to be the leader and can just learn once again.  That an get encouragement from other believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I've been home bound a little more than normal... as my neices haven't been feeling well so I didn't want to take them out of the house and expose them to anyone.. and I've been feeling a bit tired myself, so it's a good excuse to lay around the house and do nothing... except for STUDY that is.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now... stay posted for future updates..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-3682951470616809735?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/3682951470616809735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=3682951470616809735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/3682951470616809735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/3682951470616809735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-in-wa-for-now.html' title='Back in WA... for now..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-2947373969796342068</id><published>2009-09-19T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T12:26:03.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea World - Day 8</title><content type='html'>Tuesday was our last full day of activities… we started the morning off going to Sea World.  I was surprised at how fun it was there… I enjoyed it even more than the zoo.  When we first got there we checked out “show” times to plan our day.  The first place we went was to see the penguins and then we headed over to the Wild Arctic to see polar bears.  We were even able to squeeze in a visit to the sharks before the first show started.  It was a presentation with Sea Lions and was very entertaining.  From there we headed over to the Shamu show (with everyone else that was at the park for the day…)  Wow doesn’t even describe it… though I’m glad we weren’t sitting up front where everyone got soaking wet.  We went to one more show, a 4-D Sesame Street movie.  Amanda didn’t like it too well so Dan had to take her out mid-show but Elizabeth really enjoyed the show.  We then continued on our way seeing all the other animals and even taking pictures at the underwater Shamu viewing center.  After eating lunch Kim went with me (though she didn’t really want to… haha) on the water ride where we ended up getting SOAKING wet.  I of course dried a lot faster than she did.  The last stop of the day was the kids play area where Amanda disappeared on the toys in absolute heaven.  We convinced her to come with us only because Elmo and Zoe showed up for pictures.  After a couple more rides we headed out for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we went back to the hotel to get ready to see my Aunt Barbie but unfortunately she had to cancel on us so we collapsed on the beds for awhile.  I then packed up my bags to get ready for the ride home.  That evening we went over to my cousin David’s house to meet his new baby daughter who was born the day before.  It was fun to be able to sit down and visit a little more with David and Lisa and of course hold baby Ali..! (Yes Karen I WAS excited to hold her … ;b) At the hotel I made a quick phone call to Argentina to wish one of my friends Happy Birthday (it was only 2 am in Argentina so I knew they would all be awake still).  I then collapsed in bed once again exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtuqeHhLI/AAAAAAAABhI/KK2mlkUGU80/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383259209289139378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtuqeHhLI/AAAAAAAABhI/KK2mlkUGU80/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a different world for the penguins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtuBsuBLI/AAAAAAAABhA/RCKGbUwzaKA/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383259198344529074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtuBsuBLI/AAAAAAAABhA/RCKGbUwzaKA/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wouldn't want to be swimming in that tank...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUttm4YG0I/AAAAAAAABg4/yedP5dGLMtU/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383259191145667394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUttm4YG0I/AAAAAAAABg4/yedP5dGLMtU/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elizabeth was a bit afraid to be so close to sharks... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUttcuFJXI/AAAAAAAABgw/RLWGElhJNZs/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383259188418127218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUttcuFJXI/AAAAAAAABgw/RLWGElhJNZs/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bears were taking a mid-morning nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUts16ZVmI/AAAAAAAABgo/x4bj_pyPwkk/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383259178000799330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUts16ZVmI/AAAAAAAABgo/x4bj_pyPwkk/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best part of the day was watching the shows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtc7JViOI/AAAAAAAABgg/7H0FEW6_0Jo/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258904527735010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtc7JViOI/AAAAAAAABgg/7H0FEW6_0Jo/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Sea Lion showing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtcSEgDiI/AAAAAAAABgY/Exy4NuqD9po/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258893501599266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtcSEgDiI/AAAAAAAABgY/Exy4NuqD9po/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole show was quite comical..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtb6INv1I/AAAAAAAABgQ/0b0a7gijz9c/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258887074725714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtb6INv1I/AAAAAAAABgQ/0b0a7gijz9c/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shamu was definately the best show of all..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtblxHv9I/AAAAAAAABgI/8V8SYtTJb-I/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258881609154514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtblxHv9I/AAAAAAAABgI/8V8SYtTJb-I/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the SIZE of that creature..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtbECqfaI/AAAAAAAABgA/BP7hAm1j3xU/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258872555928994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtbECqfaI/AAAAAAAABgA/BP7hAm1j3xU/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda loved touching the starfish... she almost climbed in the water..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtKwx89jI/AAAAAAAABf4/zgQTR2b2zvc/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258592507655730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtKwx89jI/AAAAAAAABf4/zgQTR2b2zvc/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Separated by a little glass..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtKqM4ZNI/AAAAAAAABfw/RG-6XJTvK60/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258590741554386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtKqM4ZNI/AAAAAAAABfw/RG-6XJTvK60/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elizabeth had a false sense of security in the stroller..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtKIupO6I/AAAAAAAABfo/uuK1oyCrCtY/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258581756361634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtKIupO6I/AAAAAAAABfo/uuK1oyCrCtY/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look it's ELMO..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtJwYM-NI/AAAAAAAABfg/RaPdQzDDvhc/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258575219783890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtJwYM-NI/AAAAAAAABfg/RaPdQzDDvhc/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zoe was a hit too... they were singing her song all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtJWQaHsI/AAAAAAAABfY/HQHLZSJf5qE/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258568207769282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtJWQaHsI/AAAAAAAABfY/HQHLZSJf5qE/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last minute rides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUs6KOclXI/AAAAAAAABfQ/U1g-7DbZsGw/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258307280278898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUs6KOclXI/AAAAAAAABfQ/U1g-7DbZsGw/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's the end of our vacation... time to go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258295401242786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUs5d-Q4KI/AAAAAAAABfA/GmYoJjzU594/s400/18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting baby Ali...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUs5wAaciI/AAAAAAAABfI/6LOO9uraOCo/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258300242096674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUs5wAaciI/AAAAAAAABfI/6LOO9uraOCo/s400/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Connor was still a baby when they moved back to California... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;look how big he is now compared to his new baby sister..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUs5Hz_r1I/AAAAAAAABe4/68hB7Oxyndc/s1600-h/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258289452592978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUs5Hz_r1I/AAAAAAAABe4/68hB7Oxyndc/s400/19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proud Papa - My Cousin David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383258279024528338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUs4g9wC9I/AAAAAAAABew/Mx6j8mu39bo/s400/20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One last picture before we left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-2947373969796342068?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2947373969796342068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=2947373969796342068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2947373969796342068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2947373969796342068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/09/sea-world-day-8.html' title='Sea World - Day 8'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUtuqeHhLI/AAAAAAAABhI/KK2mlkUGU80/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-2195940478643115743</id><published>2009-09-19T11:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T12:03:05.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego Zoo - Day 7</title><content type='html'>Monday started another busy day… I packed up my bags and Dawn took me to the San Diego Zoo where I met up with my friend Jen who moved down here a couple years ago and then we met up with Kim and Dan and the girls.  We spent half the day at the zoo until we were all so tired we decided to leave… of course we saw most of the animals in this time period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I headed over Jen’s house to visit and drink mate for a couple hours.  We then went out to dinner with her husband Blaine who I just met and one of his friends.  It was a lot of fun to have a night out on the town and the food was delicious.  After dinner Jen, Blaine and I went out for frozen yogurt and back to their place to visit some more.  I returned to the hotel around midnight and had to wake up Kim to let me in as the key card didn’t work… of course I collapsed in bed right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUove5F6CI/AAAAAAAABeo/QM0YtDw7uZc/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253725802784802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUove5F6CI/AAAAAAAABeo/QM0YtDw7uZc/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Arriving at the zoo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUovOHHEFI/AAAAAAAABeg/oLqhre0yUNc/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253721298178130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUovOHHEFI/AAAAAAAABeg/oLqhre0yUNc/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls waiting for me..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUooqDrYeI/AAAAAAAABeY/CaMiHATA3Iw/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253608540889570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUooqDrYeI/AAAAAAAABeY/CaMiHATA3Iw/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As cute as a bug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUooOrX59I/AAAAAAAABeQ/m6MWO0KHu4U/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253601191192530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUooOrX59I/AAAAAAAABeQ/m6MWO0KHu4U/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right next to the Polar Bears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUonmLiOYI/AAAAAAAABeI/2dVKv0Q-SYg/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253590320232834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUonmLiOYI/AAAAAAAABeI/2dVKv0Q-SYg/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aren't they adorable?  They gave us a little show - Fighting or Flirting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUonRWfG3I/AAAAAAAABeA/GW9t85m_0Pg/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253584729021298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUonRWfG3I/AAAAAAAABeA/GW9t85m_0Pg/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda played on all the animals that she could...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUom8sDSzI/AAAAAAAABd4/i5aFLBXvS4I/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253579182328626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUom8sDSzI/AAAAAAAABd4/i5aFLBXvS4I/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elizabeth was a little more timid with the gorillas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoXYbySvI/AAAAAAAABdw/r6w22EoAVzk/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253311752391410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoXYbySvI/AAAAAAAABdw/r6w22EoAVzk/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding the elephants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoXF4UdEI/AAAAAAAABdo/dE-FJCcJPY4/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253306771797058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoXF4UdEI/AAAAAAAABdo/dE-FJCcJPY4/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Petting the real animals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoWkrTiCI/AAAAAAAABdg/WaB72a1DWsA/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253297858840610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoWkrTiCI/AAAAAAAABdg/WaB72a1DWsA/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Visiting with Jen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoWLMw5jI/AAAAAAAABdY/RtNshnlQGmg/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253291019855410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoWLMw5jI/AAAAAAAABdY/RtNshnlQGmg/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying the view from up above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoV6MxEuI/AAAAAAAABdQ/ihxL4I3MlX4/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253286456464098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoV6MxEuI/AAAAAAAABdQ/ihxL4I3MlX4/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Family..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoGFOt_2I/AAAAAAAABdI/rq18hvapPq8/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253014539534178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoGFOt_2I/AAAAAAAABdI/rq18hvapPq8/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is definately a little monkey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoFpVDUlI/AAAAAAAABdA/EUJf8miPQho/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383253007049904722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoFpVDUlI/AAAAAAAABdA/EUJf8miPQho/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stylin in the stroller...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoFKWPtfI/AAAAAAAABc4/oc9e6dom8Yk/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383252998733411826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoFKWPtfI/AAAAAAAABc4/oc9e6dom8Yk/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the exhaustion on their faces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoE30Ni2I/AAAAAAAABcw/_3sWZk43i_E/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383252993758825314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoE30Ni2I/AAAAAAAABcw/_3sWZk43i_E/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK... so they are REALLY tall..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoEfAj5iI/AAAAAAAABco/OqnW9zgpO1A/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383252987099735586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUoEfAj5iI/AAAAAAAABco/OqnW9zgpO1A/s400/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've seen everything on the map.. time to GO HOME..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-2195940478643115743?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2195940478643115743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=2195940478643115743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2195940478643115743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2195940478643115743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/09/san-diego-zoo-day-7.html' title='San Diego Zoo - Day 7'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SrUove5F6CI/AAAAAAAABeo/QM0YtDw7uZc/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-8810554139952475571</id><published>2009-09-15T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T09:01:14.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the Beach - Day 6</title><content type='html'>Once again I was able to sleep in a bit on Sunday… or at least didn’t wake up until about 8:30 which was WONDERFUL.  After spending some time in the Word we packed up the car and headed out to the beach for the day.   It was the PERFECT day to go to the beach… sunny yet not too hot and there was no one there so we pretty much had it to ourselves.  Of course we camped out near the life guard tower just to be safe as the under current was pretty strong.  We spent all afternoon hanging out, playing in the sand and walking the beach which was beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I went back to Dawn and John’s to get cleaned up, eat dinner and a quick visit to David and Lisa’s house.  (She is expecting a child so they were preparing to go to the hospital… we are anxiously awaiting the birth so that we can meet the new one before heading home..!)  We then headed back to the house for desert and a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-5BHE8-kI/AAAAAAAABcg/ABn5lsVRAbk/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381723508461861442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-5BHE8-kI/AAAAAAAABcg/ABn5lsVRAbk/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda had a blast standing on the board in foot deep water...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-5Ay05GtI/AAAAAAAABcY/qTcgOnd4I-w/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381723503025789650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-5Ay05GtI/AAAAAAAABcY/qTcgOnd4I-w/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John and Dan had a good time visiting again..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-5AemkWgI/AAAAAAAABcQ/-HuGVaRheuA/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381723497597000194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-5AemkWgI/AAAAAAAABcQ/-HuGVaRheuA/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dan building a sand castle with the girls..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4_7N8QSI/AAAAAAAABcI/XOB-xIzdIqo/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381723488098468130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4_7N8QSI/AAAAAAAABcI/XOB-xIzdIqo/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parker enjoying lunch... on his board..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4_dIQCLI/AAAAAAAABcA/xsNRVASvKik/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381723480021534898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4_dIQCLI/AAAAAAAABcA/xsNRVASvKik/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda feeding the birds who were surrounding us..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4tzF-NzI/AAAAAAAABb4/q8cBaFDo14I/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381723176679913266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4tzF-NzI/AAAAAAAABb4/q8cBaFDo14I/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Skye, Parker and Katie playing in the sand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4tRCp1TI/AAAAAAAABbw/lsdyYZNTdYQ/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381723167539189042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4tRCp1TI/AAAAAAAABbw/lsdyYZNTdYQ/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visiting with my cousin Dawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4s1VogbI/AAAAAAAABbo/K1P1kzRYoWo/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381723160102601138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4s1VogbI/AAAAAAAABbo/K1P1kzRYoWo/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elizabeth enjoyed the sand... but not the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4shCz6qI/AAAAAAAABbg/XwK5DObL14Q/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381723154654948002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4shCz6qI/AAAAAAAABbg/XwK5DObL14Q/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family shot at the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4sLUwVeI/AAAAAAAABbY/7PULY302QF0/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381723148824630754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-4sLUwVeI/AAAAAAAABbY/7PULY302QF0/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elizabeth crashed out in the sand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-8810554139952475571?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/8810554139952475571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=8810554139952475571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/8810554139952475571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/8810554139952475571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-at-beach-day-6.html' title='A Day at the Beach - Day 6'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq-5BHE8-kI/AAAAAAAABcg/ABn5lsVRAbk/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-6772848759882569927</id><published>2009-09-13T23:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:00:37.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The trip up to San Diego - Day 5</title><content type='html'>We slept in a bit on Saturday and barely got packed and on the road by the 11:00 check out.  On the way to San Diego we stopped by the beach for lunch and to allow Dan and the girls to play for awhile.  I had a slight headache so I didn’t do too much… but thankfully I was able to sleep it off on the rest of the drive to San Diego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking into the hotel we headed over to my cousin Dawn’s for a barbeque with her family and my cousin David’s family.  It was a lot of fun to catch up with them and the girls had a blast playing with their “cousins”.  I ended up staying the night with Dawn and John which gave me time to relax and enjoy family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3otT9GCfI/AAAAAAAABbQ/95Eeq-uDOAI/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381212994925890034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3otT9GCfI/AAAAAAAABbQ/95Eeq-uDOAI/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda and Dan loved playing in the water together... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3os8eL5VI/AAAAAAAABbI/72IZmQWQ2LY/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381212988622234962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3os8eL5VI/AAAAAAAABbI/72IZmQWQ2LY/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dan riding the waves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3osUF3HGI/AAAAAAAABbA/GeHB6f6yLWs/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381212977782791266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3osUF3HGI/AAAAAAAABbA/GeHB6f6yLWs/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda running from the waves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3or1qdpRI/AAAAAAAABa4/iddjo5-yMaM/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381212969614812434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3or1qdpRI/AAAAAAAABa4/iddjo5-yMaM/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elizabeth watching the water from afar..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3nnKRJNbI/AAAAAAAABaw/KQ6DZgeGAb0/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381211789734786482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3nnKRJNbI/AAAAAAAABaw/KQ6DZgeGAb0/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Building a wall... with lookout towers of course :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3nmpa8BwI/AAAAAAAABao/sNoeFXw0YmI/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381211780917495554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3nmpa8BwI/AAAAAAAABao/sNoeFXw0YmI/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dawn trying Mate... Lisa also tried it..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3nmKKU5OI/AAAAAAAABag/ITSTUvKX4iw/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381211772526322914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3nmKKU5OI/AAAAAAAABag/ITSTUvKX4iw/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying the pool and the cousins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3nlpBakDI/AAAAAAAABaY/mRMZo7j2RLs/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381211763630575666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3nlpBakDI/AAAAAAAABaY/mRMZo7j2RLs/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a little cold afterwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3nlNDrTvI/AAAAAAAABaQ/m210_7RHoXc/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381211756123868914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3nlNDrTvI/AAAAAAAABaQ/m210_7RHoXc/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Skye and Katie... how ADORABLE..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3mkbYyngI/AAAAAAAABaI/jiL3GPNwS7g/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381210643279027714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3mkbYyngI/AAAAAAAABaI/jiL3GPNwS7g/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We celebrated Vincent's birthday..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3mj0AEyhI/AAAAAAAABaA/D2NJSxTNG5U/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381210632706378258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3mj0AEyhI/AAAAAAAABaA/D2NJSxTNG5U/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; David being attacked by Skye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3mjUCozdI/AAAAAAAABZ4/RN15MP2eR6M/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381210624127192530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3mjUCozdI/AAAAAAAABZ4/RN15MP2eR6M/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John and Parker... what a ham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3mi5rncHI/AAAAAAAABZw/MDCeEP_KEzk/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381210617051312242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3mi5rncHI/AAAAAAAABZw/MDCeEP_KEzk/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda and Katie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3miNc1QUI/AAAAAAAABZo/IVqWWNaPBxw/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381210605178143042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3miNc1QUI/AAAAAAAABZo/IVqWWNaPBxw/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys... waiting for the cake of course..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-6772848759882569927?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/6772848759882569927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=6772848759882569927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6772848759882569927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6772848759882569927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/09/trip-up-to-san-diego-day-5.html' title='The trip up to San Diego - Day 5'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3otT9GCfI/AAAAAAAABbQ/95Eeq-uDOAI/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-2320474947930019820</id><published>2009-09-13T23:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:43:17.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Land - Day 4</title><content type='html'>Friday was our last day at Disney Land… we got an early start so we could get into Toon Town an hour earlier than the majority of the people and get pictures with the various characters and tour their “houses.”  The girls absolutely loved this area..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we enjoyed a couple of the roller coasters one last time… I got soaking wet on Splash Mountain with Dan and then went on Indian Jones with Kim.  The rest of the day was spent doing stuff with Amanda and Elizabeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the park at lunch town and went and found out to eat at In and Out.  It was so good that we ended up eating their twice in one day… as we sent Dan back late that night while the girls were asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we went to the hotel for a quick swim and then rest time so that Elizabeth (and Dan) could take a nap.  We headed back to Disney Land in the evening and got great seats for the parade… but as it turns out they were only having fireworks… so we sent Dan and the girls on a couple rides before the show began.  On the way back to the hotel both girls collapsed from exhaustion so we had plenty of time to pack up and eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3i5Hqh61I/AAAAAAAABZg/myLed_O3-uo/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381206600715463506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3i5Hqh61I/AAAAAAAABZg/myLed_O3-uo/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The classic Mickey Mouse photo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3i4gZphnI/AAAAAAAABZY/bsDrHF3CPro/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381206590175676018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3i4gZphnI/AAAAAAAABZY/bsDrHF3CPro/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course in front of the Castle..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3iCoXwR-I/AAAAAAAABZQ/mIfsaBTHzCQ/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381205664602277858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3iCoXwR-I/AAAAAAAABZQ/mIfsaBTHzCQ/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Starting the day in Toon Town..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3iCfL_peI/AAAAAAAABZI/qbaqdChV_4E/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381205662137034210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3iCfL_peI/AAAAAAAABZI/qbaqdChV_4E/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda was super excited to see Minnie's House...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3iB7J-mmI/AAAAAAAABZA/0zMWvCxESf0/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381205652464900706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3iB7J-mmI/AAAAAAAABZA/0zMWvCxESf0/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They got pictures with Chip and Dale and toured their tree house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3iBRxcUcI/AAAAAAAABY4/MPExDRRSTMY/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381205641356136898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3iBRxcUcI/AAAAAAAABY4/MPExDRRSTMY/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda was a bit scared of Goofy who was super tall..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3iA2fT2wI/AAAAAAAABYw/S6tEYfGFrhQ/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3gxEJW4NI/AAAAAAAABYo/jktXF0lJVyA/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381204263308812498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3gxEJW4NI/AAAAAAAABYo/jktXF0lJVyA/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They both loved the Winnie the Pooh characters... and the ride for that matter..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3gwQ2MJxI/AAAAAAAABYY/u0e22wdMw0U/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381204249538209554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3gwQ2MJxI/AAAAAAAABYY/u0e22wdMw0U/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right after Indian Jones... I got to "drive" the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3gv-aC_EI/AAAAAAAABYQ/L66wE2iDfpc/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381204244588330050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3gv-aC_EI/AAAAAAAABYQ/L66wE2iDfpc/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda must climbed on up to play the music more comfortably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3gvbhMI7I/AAAAAAAABYI/6iR7txNoWdY/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381204235223049138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3gvbhMI7I/AAAAAAAABYI/6iR7txNoWdY/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The LAST princess... Aladin was a bit left out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3fxecobCI/AAAAAAAABYA/4jzAbZRoMYM/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381203170857348130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3fxecobCI/AAAAAAAABYA/4jzAbZRoMYM/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A delicious lunch.. the girls both ate a full cheese burger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3fw-SFy5I/AAAAAAAABX4/xHUNRhmR6cc/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381203162223201170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3fw-SFy5I/AAAAAAAABX4/xHUNRhmR6cc/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were sooo cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3fweljAxI/AAAAAAAABXw/b933iQTGZ6g/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381203153714873106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3fweljAxI/AAAAAAAABXw/b933iQTGZ6g/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for the fire work... sitting on the benches..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3fv2riGkI/AAAAAAAABXo/kz96J0oO4aE/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381203143002561090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3fv2riGkI/AAAAAAAABXo/kz96J0oO4aE/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to pose with the ears as they matched my outfit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3fvr8hudI/AAAAAAAABXg/vdq_GABZ3zI/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381203140121049554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3fvr8hudI/AAAAAAAABXg/vdq_GABZ3zI/s400/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda crashed as we left Disney Land and Elizabeth shortly after..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-2320474947930019820?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2320474947930019820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=2320474947930019820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2320474947930019820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2320474947930019820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/09/disney-land-day-4.html' title='Disney Land - Day 4'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sq3i5Hqh61I/AAAAAAAABZg/myLed_O3-uo/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-4484301645310599656</id><published>2009-09-12T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:54:02.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Studios - Day 3</title><content type='html'>On Thursday we got in the car and headed to Hollywood… our destination for the day was Universal Studios.  There wasn’t as much for the girls to enjoy but the adults had a good time.  I spent most of the time with the girls visiting the various characters, though Amanda wasn’t too thrilled with half of them.  We then took turns going on some of the rides and checking out the shows.  We even toured the sets where they do most of the filming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before heading back to the hotel we made sure to feed the girls… as they ended up crashing on the drive home (about 7:00 pm) and slept through the night pretty much.  Kim and I then went out and enjoyed dinner and ice cream while Dan stayed back with the sleeping girls.  Of course once we got back he went to the pool with his brother.  All in all it was another great day..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyGFES6w8I/AAAAAAAABXY/rvVtB1ymdaQ/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380823076411458498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyGFES6w8I/AAAAAAAABXY/rvVtB1ymdaQ/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was so much to see even on the way to the park..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyGEg-9GpI/AAAAAAAABXQ/Pxhy6St6wzY/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380823066932484754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyGEg-9GpI/AAAAAAAABXQ/Pxhy6St6wzY/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dan, Kim, Amanda and Elizabeth at the entrance... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyGEbUqvwI/AAAAAAAABXI/Nam-qOLDcAc/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380823065412943618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyGEbUqvwI/AAAAAAAABXI/Nam-qOLDcAc/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once again Elizabeth went to meet the characters without Amanda... she's wasn't even afraid of Shrek... and all the characters loved her and her excitement to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyGDyyJIyI/AAAAAAAABXA/l6bQw3YYgXQ/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380823054530716450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyGDyyJIyI/AAAAAAAABXA/l6bQw3YYgXQ/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look... she found Sponge Bob in her signature book..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyGDe4fulI/AAAAAAAABW4/LOBB5TmmVl0/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380823049188653650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyGDe4fulI/AAAAAAAABW4/LOBB5TmmVl0/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda did LOVE Curious George... could it have to do with the fact that she is very curious herself... and a little monkey who likes to climb on everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyFpB5cFNI/AAAAAAAABWw/PuqUbVz0IEc/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380822594731381970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyFpB5cFNI/AAAAAAAABWw/PuqUbVz0IEc/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Amanda's "I'm afraid" pose.. she covers her ears..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyFo2tUEbI/AAAAAAAABWo/DiC75vUn_sk/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380822591727735218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyFo2tUEbI/AAAAAAAABWo/DiC75vUn_sk/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While everyone went on the dinosaur ride.. the girls played with dinosaur toys..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyFoQYOU2I/AAAAAAAABWg/-WpN1WsCLqQ/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380822581438731106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyFoQYOU2I/AAAAAAAABWg/-WpN1WsCLqQ/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It might have been Amanda's favorite part of the whole park..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyFn98GL0I/AAAAAAAABWY/2iOQTagBqzw/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380822576488918850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyFn98GL0I/AAAAAAAABWY/2iOQTagBqzw/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course they also enjoyed the escalator rides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyFncNTOKI/AAAAAAAABWQ/_v6R2zYUXTY/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380822567434270882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyFncNTOKI/AAAAAAAABWQ/_v6R2zYUXTY/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda just had to pose for one last picture by these colorful stones..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-4484301645310599656?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/4484301645310599656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=4484301645310599656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/4484301645310599656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/4484301645310599656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/09/universal-studios-day-3.html' title='Universal Studios - Day 3'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqyGFES6w8I/AAAAAAAABXY/rvVtB1ymdaQ/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-5756132693717811923</id><published>2009-09-11T18:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:54:08.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California Adventure - Day 2</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday we decided to check out California Adventure.  We lucked out and pretty much had no lines all day.  Grandpa Terry and I spent time with the girls while the others enjoyed the roller coasters… I do have to say I prefer the kid activities anyways… except for the water rides which I made sure to go on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening all the girls went to the Princess dinner and the guys went out for Taco Bell… I think we had the better end of the deal as not only were Amanda and Elizabeth super excited to see the princesses but the food was delicious.  We left as the park was closing and went back to the hotel for a quick swim before bedtime.  I then made  a quick (hour long) call to Argentina while relaxing in bed and watching the Elizabeth as the others stayed at the pool a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy some more pictures..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr41yhBIKI/AAAAAAAABWI/P1IcFzglTCs/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380386307824492706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr41yhBIKI/AAAAAAAABWI/P1IcFzglTCs/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elizabeth is READY to start the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr41R4rU_I/AAAAAAAABWA/gh3xIUTZg7w/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380386299065357298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr41R4rU_I/AAAAAAAABWA/gh3xIUTZg7w/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again Amanda wasn't so sure about getting too close...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380383528858160754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr2UCD0DnI/AAAAAAAABVY/NPYzqFGjZyQ/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to get a picture with Mickey Mouse... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr40zR9uSI/AAAAAAAABV4/k4LwK2ie_P8/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380386290849921314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr40zR9uSI/AAAAAAAABV4/k4LwK2ie_P8/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls absolutely LOVED Minnie..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr2VZYkGvI/AAAAAAAABVw/pI5XcfpGrz0/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380383552299080434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr2VZYkGvI/AAAAAAAABVw/pI5XcfpGrz0/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elizabeth and Grandpa taking a ride..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr2VOERBCI/AAAAAAAABVo/U-OsDjU11gU/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380383549261153314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr2VOERBCI/AAAAAAAABVo/U-OsDjU11gU/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and Amanda fleeing from the others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr2UvBDHxI/AAAAAAAABVg/xi8AlCMNUNs/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380383540926160658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr2UvBDHxI/AAAAAAAABVg/xi8AlCMNUNs/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda and Elizabeth got to sit in their own car on this roller coaster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr18jqIdvI/AAAAAAAABVI/1mkVwIRGupc/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380383125560391410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr18jqIdvI/AAAAAAAABVI/1mkVwIRGupc/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me getting sick on the Toy Story Ride... someone lied to me and told me it didn't go around in circles... I did NOT enjoy the ride at all..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr18GdmMAI/AAAAAAAABVA/N8MPSb7yrDI/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380383117723185154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr18GdmMAI/AAAAAAAABVA/N8MPSb7yrDI/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kim, Dan and Michael did a bunch of crazy rides...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr17Z56VAI/AAAAAAAABU4/Berc5hlJwPA/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380383105762350082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr17Z56VAI/AAAAAAAABU4/Berc5hlJwPA/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I once again enjoyed the water ride..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr163K1S0I/AAAAAAAABUw/fTej95_VAJ4/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380383096438082370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr163K1S0I/AAAAAAAABUw/fTej95_VAJ4/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Boys... Michael, Dan and his Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr16eYNM6I/AAAAAAAABUo/G_4czUv5cVw/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380383089783288738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr16eYNM6I/AAAAAAAABUo/G_4czUv5cVw/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Happy Family... Amanda loved this play area and even escaped from the adult supervision a couple times... thankfully there was only ONE exit out... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr1bI2sMyI/AAAAAAAABUg/5PsPoVAmwTs/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380382551429624610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr1bI2sMyI/AAAAAAAABUg/5PsPoVAmwTs/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first Princess... Unfortunately Kim wasn't around for this one... she took a nice run back to the hotel to get the tickets for dinner.  I stayed with the girls and was able to convince them to check us in so we wouldn't lose our spot... of course it was a bit hectic as I grabbed everything and a sleeping Elizabeth... but we all made it in and enjoyed the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr1a6eR9PI/AAAAAAAABUY/yx6pYnXxpy8/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380382547569145074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr1a6eR9PI/AAAAAAAABUY/yx6pYnXxpy8/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So excited to meet the girls... who spent quite a bit of time at each table..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr1abdNN1I/AAAAAAAABUQ/CMmzJUvLSPQ/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380382539243140946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr1abdNN1I/AAAAAAAABUQ/CMmzJUvLSPQ/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Neither one of them was scared... or shy for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr1Z9VPIaI/AAAAAAAABUI/kRUfKGvN4fY/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380382531156648354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr1Z9VPIaI/AAAAAAAABUI/kRUfKGvN4fY/s400/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Princess Amanda found her twin and was THRILLED..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr1ZfzpQrI/AAAAAAAABUA/Rm6TjHokx1Q/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380382523231126194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr1ZfzpQrI/AAAAAAAABUA/Rm6TjHokx1Q/s400/18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls learned how to pose like a Princess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr0KIk1e3I/AAAAAAAABT4/P7BJ-iZSllY/s1600-h/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380381159785331570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr0KIk1e3I/AAAAAAAABT4/P7BJ-iZSllY/s400/19.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally time to eat... look at that yummy steak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr0Jo6M6iI/AAAAAAAABTw/YvRYBLWRDts/s1600-h/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380381151285013026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr0Jo6M6iI/AAAAAAAABTw/YvRYBLWRDts/s400/20.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gotta love this classic picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr0JNgFhfI/AAAAAAAABTo/upoY4tKpWwc/s1600-h/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380381143927719410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr0JNgFhfI/AAAAAAAABTo/upoY4tKpWwc/s400/21.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you think they will let me back in???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr0IhGwGTI/AAAAAAAABTg/Vb4fgqmfoTU/s1600-h/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380381132010297650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr0IhGwGTI/AAAAAAAABTg/Vb4fgqmfoTU/s400/22.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls ready to go swimming..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr0IFDHGoI/AAAAAAAABTY/xt6rTyuoBsM/s1600-h/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380381124478835330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr0IFDHGoI/AAAAAAAABTY/xt6rTyuoBsM/s400/23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elizabeth is tired... but not too tired to swim a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-5756132693717811923?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/5756132693717811923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=5756132693717811923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/5756132693717811923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/5756132693717811923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/09/california-adventure-day-2.html' title='California Adventure - Day 2'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqr41yhBIKI/AAAAAAAABWI/P1IcFzglTCs/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-1803853890129212332</id><published>2009-09-11T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:51:07.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Land - Day 1</title><content type='html'>I finally have some down time to update my blog... the last few days have been SUPER busy and by the time we make it to the hotel all I want to do is read my Bible and go to bed... after checking my email of course :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on Tuesday we went into Disney Land for the first time. Amanda and Elizabeth were super excited as were the rest of us. We did as much as we could until the girls were ready to crash. We then went out to eat at Bubba Gump that evening and back to the hotel for a quick swim before bed time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy a few pictures of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqruUrLvNEI/AAAAAAAABTQ/bwAwLsZqjtE/s1600-h/DSC03741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380374743804228674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqruUrLvNEI/AAAAAAAABTQ/bwAwLsZqjtE/s400/DSC03741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda and Elizabeth were a bit scared of the big duck... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqruUN6qx8I/AAAAAAAABTI/CQcCn7Tp3O4/s1600-h/DSC03752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380374735948007362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqruUN6qx8I/AAAAAAAABTI/CQcCn7Tp3O4/s400/DSC03752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The longest wait we had was for Autotopia... so I had to drive alone to get the most out of my time in line... the wait was about 45 minutes... way tooo long for my liking ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqruTmgI4OI/AAAAAAAABTA/mkrukCsjB9U/s1600-h/DSC03753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380374725367750882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqruTmgI4OI/AAAAAAAABTA/mkrukCsjB9U/s400/DSC03753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elizabeth enjoyed steering the car... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqruTOKxLSI/AAAAAAAABS4/W96IkNUpLno/s1600-h/DSC03758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380374718835666210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqruTOKxLSI/AAAAAAAABS4/W96IkNUpLno/s400/DSC03758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elizabeth sure enjoyed spending time with her Uncle Michael... he came down with his parents to celebrate his 21st birthday with all of us for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqruS35WVoI/AAAAAAAABSw/3mgzbXyUEbM/s1600-h/DSC03764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380374712857024130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqruS35WVoI/AAAAAAAABSw/3mgzbXyUEbM/s400/DSC03764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kim, Eizabeth and me enjoying the Buzz Lightyear Ride..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqrtuLmgwrI/AAAAAAAABSo/Izt6lVQgl2M/s1600-h/DSC03767_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380374082491564722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqrtuLmgwrI/AAAAAAAABSo/Izt6lVQgl2M/s400/DSC03767_edited-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dan was a bit scared on this ride... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380374058050956418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqrtswjarII/AAAAAAAABSQ/3sALjaQa6ZA/s400/IMG_0095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda and I on one of the rides  ~  Pure joy..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqrttkh3fdI/AAAAAAAABSg/VUOzIxKmj6M/s1600-h/IMG_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380374072003100114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqrttkh3fdI/AAAAAAAABSg/VUOzIxKmj6M/s400/IMG_0090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unlike Daffy Duck the girls LOVED Tinkerbell and her friends..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqrttKRLhmI/AAAAAAAABSY/X53MRmW30-o/s1600-h/DSC03793_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380374064953788002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqrttKRLhmI/AAAAAAAABSY/X53MRmW30-o/s400/DSC03793_edited-1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sun has set and the girls are about to crash.. just look at Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqrtshswPZI/AAAAAAAABSI/u-vNLTKEJWc/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380374054063586706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqrtshswPZI/AAAAAAAABSI/u-vNLTKEJWc/s400/IMG_0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotta have shrimp when you eat at Buppa Gump, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-1803853890129212332?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/1803853890129212332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=1803853890129212332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1803853890129212332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1803853890129212332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/09/disney-land-day-1.html' title='Disney Land - Day 1'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SqruUrLvNEI/AAAAAAAABTQ/bwAwLsZqjtE/s72-c/DSC03741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-1151089649076446689</id><published>2009-09-08T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:17:19.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On our way to California...</title><content type='html'>As most of you know I am on vacation with my sister Kim and her family in California.  We left on Saturday morning and took three days to drive to Anaheim, California.  I spent most of the time sitting in the back seat watching movies or sleeping (so I wouldn’t get carsick).  The drive down went really well and the girls did GREAT for being in the car so long.  Of course each of the days we did something fun on the way down.  On Saturday night we drove straight to the hotel and had time to go swimming, which Amanda absolutely loved… Elizabeth was a little more hesitant about the water.  On Sunday we drove through the Redwood Forest and even had a picnic in the woods.  Of course we were also able to do a unexpected stop at the ocean to enjoy the beach.  Amanda was in heaven until as she told us, “It was a bad ocean and it got her.”  Or in other words, she got knocked down by the waves and got soaking wet, sand everywhere and salt water in the mouth… she wasn’t too thrilled with that, but it was fun watching.  On Monday we toured San Francisco, including the Golden Gate Bridge, a boat ride under the bridge and next to Alcatraz, a tour of the Fisherman’s Warf, Clam Chowder for lunch and then we continued on our way.  Here are some pictures for you to enjoy of our first three days… more to come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc3rsn6HbI/AAAAAAAABSA/qkqgstsY9BY/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379329503769796018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc3rsn6HbI/AAAAAAAABSA/qkqgstsY9BY/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here I am sitting in the back of the van watching a movie... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc3rY10A6I/AAAAAAAABR4/2B-hpCCF8hA/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379329498459407266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc3rY10A6I/AAAAAAAABR4/2B-hpCCF8hA/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My view from the back... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc3q56qIQI/AAAAAAAABRw/-mxhoj62axw/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379329490158231810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc3q56qIQI/AAAAAAAABRw/-mxhoj62axw/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying the pool before bed time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc2_xDlS8I/AAAAAAAABRo/k0IgmhobQ7M/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379328749045369794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc2_xDlS8I/AAAAAAAABRo/k0IgmhobQ7M/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda loved the ocean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc2_dFtDbI/AAAAAAAABRg/MKG1wofpsPM/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379328743685557682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc2_dFtDbI/AAAAAAAABRg/MKG1wofpsPM/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kim, Dan, Amanda, and Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc2-qgZUSI/AAAAAAAABRY/1qCBO1als7c/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379328730107302178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc2-qgZUSI/AAAAAAAABRY/1qCBO1als7c/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying the view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc29jGwvNI/AAAAAAAABRQ/_FyavMPjePM/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379328710940867794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc29jGwvNI/AAAAAAAABRQ/_FyavMPjePM/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A boat ride tour... and so much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc29LmsOvI/AAAAAAAABRI/gCkQrKXuKSs/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379328704632339186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc29LmsOvI/AAAAAAAABRI/gCkQrKXuKSs/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "The Rock" &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-1151089649076446689?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/1151089649076446689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=1151089649076446689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1151089649076446689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1151089649076446689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-our-way-to-california.html' title='On our way to California...'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sqc3rsn6HbI/AAAAAAAABSA/qkqgstsY9BY/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-4645249326999493162</id><published>2009-09-01T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:22:05.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sp4A0x0EbdI/AAAAAAAABRA/D6KPFKtdrqY/s1600-h/IMG_1540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376735911851879890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sp4A0x0EbdI/AAAAAAAABRA/D6KPFKtdrqY/s400/IMG_1540.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A LOT has happened since I last updated my blog. I mentioned that I was going to go back to Green River Community College to get my AA that could in the future transfer to a Bible school… well as it turns out the future is NOW..! God has definitely been taking me on adventure during this time and guiding in ways I never expected. One day out of the blue I decided to check out Multnomah Bible School in Portland and found out they have an Adult Degree Completion program. After looking into it a little more I decided it was just PERFECT for me. The program I have applied for is Leadership and Ministry (which is just perfect for my work in Argentina) with a background in Bible. I even had the opportunity to drive down to Portland and speak with an advisor last week. As it turns out there are still some general classes I need to take, which I expected. So, in the fall and winter I will continue with my original plan of taking courses at GRCC and then come April as long as I get accepted (which is a pretty sure thing) I will be starting classes at Multnomah. Thankfully I only have classes on Thursday nights from 6:00-10:00pm… so I can continue working for my sister and live here in Washington. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This upcoming year is going to be a very busy one as I complete one year of &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sp4AsOmgR7I/AAAAAAAABQ4/-ojLP-nnf2Q/s1600-h/IMG_1398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376735764960790450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sp4AsOmgR7I/AAAAAAAABQ4/-ojLP-nnf2Q/s400/IMG_1398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my BA at Multnomah and at the same time start the process to become a Career missionary, but I am trusting God as He leads me each step of the way. I will then continue with the program when I am home on furlough..! So, those are my plans while I am in the States… crazy but exciting and never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined my life taking this path. Please continue to be in prayer for me. Just to let you know this Saturday I leave for California with my sister and her family… I come home the weekend before class starts… so here ends my vacation time… and I will be returning back to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-4645249326999493162?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/4645249326999493162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=4645249326999493162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/4645249326999493162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/4645249326999493162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School...'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sp4A0x0EbdI/AAAAAAAABRA/D6KPFKtdrqY/s72-c/IMG_1540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-8020361263735766437</id><published>2009-08-09T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:55:54.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Answer..!</title><content type='html'>The question I have been asked a lot in the last four months is “So, what are you up to now?” After four months of being home I have finally figured this out. I have spent much time in &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sn9g_DAzj0I/AAAAAAAABQY/XEU_Lqo9Vmw/s1600-h/IMG_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368115917105631042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sn9g_DAzj0I/AAAAAAAABQY/XEU_Lqo9Vmw/s400/IMG_0272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;prayer, in God’s word, even arguing with God and resisting Him. But I can no longer deny what He is asking of me… so I am currently in the process of returning to Argentina as a career missionary. I can see God’s hand at work all throughout my life and these past couple years to lead me to this decision and I am excited to see what He will continue to do as I obey Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is the process you may wonder… Well, for starters in February I will be attending MAC or “Missionaries Assessment Center” where I will go through various assessments to see if I am qualified and capable to be a career missionary. Then there is a time in which I need to be officially approved and appointed as a missionary and will undergo further training and preparation. Throughout this process I will also be doing fundraising and whatnot… which is one of the areas I struggle with the most… although I know that GOD will provide for all my needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also decided to return to Green River Community College to continue with my studies. I currently have an AAA which is an applied AA in the field of Early Childhood Education. I am missing about 50 credits to get an AA which could be transferred to any university. I am completing this so that in the future I could continue my education at a Bible School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what does the next year look like for me? I will continue to work fo&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sn9hnTKWoLI/AAAAAAAABQo/p0H5Zsr2pfo/s1600-h/IMG_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368116608635412658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sn9hnTKWoLI/AAAAAAAABQo/p0H5Zsr2pfo/s400/IMG_0282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r my sister as a Nanny, as I will need money for my current bills and living expenses. I will also be a full-time student at GRCC. Then you add fundraising and building up a support team for when I am on the field. And to top it off I will be spending as much time as possible with friends and family. So, this upcoming year will definitely be a busy one for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I am excited to finally have an answer to everyone’s question and to have peace about where my life is heading. I am sure this news does not shock many of you who have been keeping up with my blogs these past couple months. I would love to answer any questions you may have..! Thank you all for praying for me and encouraging me along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-8020361263735766437?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/8020361263735766437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=8020361263735766437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/8020361263735766437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/8020361263735766437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-answer.html' title='The Final Answer..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sn9g_DAzj0I/AAAAAAAABQY/XEU_Lqo9Vmw/s72-c/IMG_0272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-7847450877770758094</id><published>2009-08-07T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:21:38.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts ~ Part Three..!</title><content type='html'>So I finished my study on “Experiencing God.” Let &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Snvel0TWr6I/AAAAAAAABQI/PhXfenI2Xvg/s1600-h/IMG_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367128122218426274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Snvel0TWr6I/AAAAAAAABQI/PhXfenI2Xvg/s400/IMG_1539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me tell you this study came at the perfect time for me… I have experienced Him many times throughout this past month. As I conclude the study I looked over my prayer at the beginning (Lord, I desire that this study will renew my fire for you and give me direction in what the next step is for my life. Lord, help me to spend more time in Your presence. I dedicate myself during these weeks to listen to you and talk to you more.) WOW..! God has truly spoken to me and I guided me into what is next in my life… more to come later. For now… I hope you enjoy my favorite quotes and thoughts from the book..! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“When God encounters you, you face a crisis of belief that may require major adjustments in your life. You need to learn how to pray. Prayer will be exceedingly costly to you. You may need to let God wake you up in the middle of the night to pray (or give me insomnia so I don’t even sleep). Prayer will always be a part of the obedience. It is in a prayer relationship that God gives further direction.” -- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pretty amazing that as I was going through this study my Church started a serious on prayer..! Isn’t God good… my prayer life has somewhat gone back to what it was in Argentina… and I even took time to fast again..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When God calls you to an assignment, the obedience will be costly to you and to those around &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SnvfM7AjXKI/AAAAAAAABQQ/gkn6Ovqe7TM/s1600-h/IMG_1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367128794033511586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SnvfM7AjXKI/AAAAAAAABQQ/gkn6Ovqe7TM/s400/IMG_1509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you. Whatever the cost, however, obedience to God is not an option. It is required of every servant. When you obey, go will accomplish what He purposed, and you will be overwhelmed with the experience of God’s power and presence. You and those around you will come to a greater knowledge of God through experience.” -- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All so often my obedience to God is very costly to my family. I don’t think they realize how much I love them and wish that they didn’t have to suffer because of my decision to obey God no matter what the cost… as much as I love Argentina it is never an easy decision to leave them behind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“God’s affirmation comes after we obey… God is love. Trust him and believe Him. Because you love Him, obey Him. Then you will so fellowship with Him that you will come to know Him intimately. He will work through you to accomplish God-sized assignments that will affirm His presence and work in your life… If you do not obey, you will miss out on some of the most exciting experiences of your life.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-7847450877770758094?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7847450877770758094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=7847450877770758094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7847450877770758094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7847450877770758094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/08/deep-thoughts-part-three.html' title='Deep Thoughts ~ Part Three..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Snvel0TWr6I/AAAAAAAABQI/PhXfenI2Xvg/s72-c/IMG_1539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-9088495125187509747</id><published>2009-08-02T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:23:42.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Break from the Deep Thoughts..!</title><content type='html'>So, I am going to take a break from my deep thoughts to share my experience on Friday. I spent most of the day Friday and Saturday in the Word and in prayer… after my original plans for the weekend were cancelled I decided to take the time to fast and pray and really just seek God’s direction. Friday after work I headed out to Snoqualmie Falls for a couple hours…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365603285099790114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SnZzwnYKvyI/AAAAAAAABQA/VQSyW_fYWjs/s400/IMG_1497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WoW… that is really all I can say. When I arrived there was a beautiful rainbow coming out of the falls… rainbows have been on my mind a lot lately so just seeing it was a sign that God was there with me. I spent over half an hour just in awe… going back and forth between the Word and just staring at the beauty before me..! What was so amazing is that when I stood and started walking back... I turned around one last time and the rainbow had just disappeared... Goes to show that it was FOR ME..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365602103655331010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SnZyr2J29MI/AAAAAAAABPo/7_Bkjv5pt74/s400/Rainbow.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a poem that I wrote during that time… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have given me so many promises &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SnZyD22vFNI/AAAAAAAABPY/YuhoEOtUBHQ/s1600-h/IMG_1486.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet my faith is still so weak&lt;br /&gt;I need to trust upon You&lt;br /&gt;Your face I need to seek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you have a perfect plan&lt;br /&gt;Written so long ago&lt;br /&gt;I may not know what it is&lt;br /&gt;But as you lead I’ll follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step by step you guide me&lt;br /&gt;A lesson I can always learn&lt;br /&gt;Buy my only true desire is that&lt;br /&gt;My love You will always burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the storms I’ll cry out to You&lt;br /&gt;And find shelter in Your Word&lt;br /&gt;Always seeking the rainbow that is to come&lt;br /&gt;For You are my Faithful Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the times of calmness I know&lt;br /&gt;I can always rest in You&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying your presence each moment&lt;br /&gt;As You show me something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I give You every moment&lt;br /&gt;To do with as you please&lt;br /&gt;For I know that only as I obey&lt;br /&gt;Will I experience Your peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365603279237396322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SnZzwRidt2I/AAAAAAAABP4/Xc80FCz3X4Q/s400/IMG_1486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-9088495125187509747?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/9088495125187509747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=9088495125187509747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/9088495125187509747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/9088495125187509747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/08/taking-break-from-deep-thoughts.html' title='Taking a Break from the Deep Thoughts..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SnZzwnYKvyI/AAAAAAAABQA/VQSyW_fYWjs/s72-c/IMG_1497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-6207811802346610371</id><published>2009-07-31T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T10:59:20.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts ~ Part Two..!</title><content type='html'>So, I am back with more quotes from “Experiencing God” and thoughts that I have been having lately. I hope you enjoy them… it sure has been making me think and pray a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Absolute Surrender… God frequently requires adjustments in areas you have never considered in the past. You may have heard someone say something like this: “Don’t ever tell God something you will NOT do. That is what He will ask you to do.” God is not looking for ways to make you squirm… He does, however, want to be Lord of your life. Whenever you identify a place where you refuse to allow His Lordship that is a place He will go to work. He is interested in absolute surrender. &lt;em&gt;God may or may not require you to do that very thing you identified, but He will keep working until you are willing for Him to be Lord of all&lt;/em&gt;.” --- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What area of my life does God have to work on so that He is Lord of all? Actually in all honesty... in all honestly one of the things that I told God I didn’t want to do was go into career missions single… now I am having to figure out if that is where He is leading me, or if He just wants me to be willing to go..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You may think of waiting as a passive, inactive time. Waiting on the Lord is anything but inactive. While you wait on Him, you will be praying with a passion to know Him, His purposes, and His ways. You will be watching the circumstances and asking God to interpret them by revealing to you His perspective. You will be sharing with other believers to find out what God is saying to them. While waiting you will be very active in acting, seeking and knocking… Waiting on Him is always worth the wait. His timing and His ways are always right. You must depend on Him to guide you in His way and in His timing to &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SnMtsa6Wg6I/AAAAAAAABPE/OsFsIMGnYnc/s1600-h/IMG_0455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364681822289953698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SnMtsa6Wg6I/AAAAAAAABPE/OsFsIMGnYnc/s400/IMG_0455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;accomplish His purpose.” --- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What a great message for me during this time of waiting and trying to see where God is leading me. It has challenged me to take more time to seek Him in His Word and to pray. I am excited to be able to spend time this weekend doing just that as my previous plans were cancelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Are there any types of suffering I will not endure to obey Jesus? Are there any limits to the costs I am willing to pay for obeying God?” --- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Am I willing to never marry if that is the price I have to pay to obey God? Lord, help me to obey you no matter what the cost may be..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok… I think that is good for now… more to come later..! And I wonder why I had some insomnia this week with so much on my mind. :b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-6207811802346610371?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/6207811802346610371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=6207811802346610371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6207811802346610371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6207811802346610371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/07/deep-thoughts-part-two.html' title='Deep Thoughts ~ Part Two..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SnMtsa6Wg6I/AAAAAAAABPE/OsFsIMGnYnc/s72-c/IMG_0455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-2213267479353619283</id><published>2009-07-28T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:11:14.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts ~ Part One..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sm6kBMOfM6I/AAAAAAAABO8/MQp53O6rszw/s1600-h/IMG_1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363404546613654434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sm6kBMOfM6I/AAAAAAAABO8/MQp53O6rszw/s400/IMG_1393.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The LORD is near to all who call on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;him, to all who call on him in truth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Psalm 145:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have been calling upon the Lord lately… and here are some of the things He has been teaching me as I finished up my study on Experiencing God. Some are “quotes I liked” other are personal thoughts… plus a poem that I wrote on January 1st, 2004 which expresses what I still feel today... enjoy..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lord, whatever you direct me to do in relation to Your body, I will do. I am Your servant for Your purposes.” – That is so my hearts desire… to do WHATEVER He has for me..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When God invites you to join Him in His work, He presents a God-sized assignment for you to accomplish. You will realize that you cannot accomplish it on your own… You must decide what you believe about God. How you respond will determine whether you go on to be involved with something God-sized that only He can do or whether you will continue to go your own way and miss what God has purposed for your life.” – Wow… How am I going to respond???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t deny me the opportunity to sacrifice for my Lord.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lord, I give you this year&lt;br /&gt;To do as you please&lt;br /&gt;Please work in my life&lt;br /&gt;And draw me to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desire is to leave&lt;br /&gt;An example others can follow&lt;br /&gt;To not only train believers&lt;br /&gt;But also seek after the lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll need to live by faith&lt;br /&gt;To hold constantly to you&lt;br /&gt;And when things seem difficult&lt;br /&gt;To you I want to cling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many adventures lay ahead&lt;br /&gt;With challenges along the way&lt;br /&gt;But I want my ultimate goal to be&lt;br /&gt;That to you I draw closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a heart for the lost&lt;br /&gt;A burden for unbelievers&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge of who they are&lt;br /&gt;And a love that draws them in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me wisdom for the saved&lt;br /&gt;An example to live before them&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge of how to help&lt;br /&gt;And a love that leads them on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be with every single detail&lt;br /&gt;As I life my eyes to you&lt;br /&gt;Remind me your will is perfect&lt;br /&gt;So from it I will not stray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your love Lord&lt;br /&gt;For listening to every cry&lt;br /&gt;For leading me down this path&lt;br /&gt;And for all that is to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay… so that is pretty indepth for tonight… we’ll see if I can fall asleep with all of that on my mind. More to come soon…!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-2213267479353619283?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2213267479353619283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=2213267479353619283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2213267479353619283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2213267479353619283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/07/deep-thoughts-part-one.html' title='Deep Thoughts ~ Part One..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sm6kBMOfM6I/AAAAAAAABO8/MQp53O6rszw/s72-c/IMG_1393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-2383429272967618200</id><published>2009-07-26T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T18:14:39.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion...</title><content type='html'>So, a couple weekends ago we had a family reunion at my Uncle Duff and Aunt Judy’s house in Spokane, Washington. Every year my Dad’s side of the family gets together for the weekend. Though we never have the WHOLE group there is still a very good turnout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938248972248178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Smz77GJYpHI/AAAAAAAABOo/ays1gkWL2Fo/s400/1.JPG" /&gt; Aunt Judy... the hostess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938246082137730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Smz767YVDoI/AAAAAAAABOg/z0TW1lPDcvc/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a lot of fun visiting with my relatives… especially my Cousin’s and nieces and nephews. Jeremy and Maria were even able to make it over from Utah, which was one of many surprises for the weekend. Since I rarely see them and the kids it was fun to play with the children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyla, Kari and Kelli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938238749048498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Smz76gD-_rI/AAAAAAAABOY/FPdUMvLjqSw/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria and Me..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938038153785474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Smz7u0yWMII/AAAAAAAABOQ/bu5Ppfbl8jo/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mayra and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938034681811602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Smz7un2kEpI/AAAAAAAABOI/U82IBUH00-Q/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jonathan and Me..! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938030976156354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Smz7uaDEQsI/AAAAAAAABOA/1pzVBJZ7jHQ/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; My Aunt Janice also decided to get married during the reunion… it’s a good thing my Dad’s Uncle is a Pastor … I was able to get to know her new husband Jack and his son Jon.  I even got to be one of the witnesses of the wedding since I was standing so close to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wedding party... Isaac, Janice, Jack and Jon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362938025373911586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Smz7uFLYyiI/AAAAAAAABN4/T19GjmWQRCU/s400/7.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a good reunion… and one of the favorite activities was the slip and slide that they set up outside.  It was enjoyed by the children… big and small..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kari using Adam as a surfboard... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362939050039818370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Smz8puWxuII/AAAAAAAABOw/OpDr8aDalgU/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Smz7uK9xedI/AAAAAAAABNw/9r2Sjef8TV0/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-2383429272967618200?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2383429272967618200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=2383429272967618200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2383429272967618200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2383429272967618200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion...'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Smz77GJYpHI/AAAAAAAABOo/ays1gkWL2Fo/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-5942192852241115696</id><published>2009-07-08T09:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:15:10.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learned...</title><content type='html'>So.. I promised I would share what God taught me while I was away... the first part of the trip I had a lot of time to spend in the Word and to think and pray... the second half was a bit more hectic but I still took time every day to spend with God and throughout the day I was able to see Him at work... speaking to me..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356137746174926258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlTS5vDRXbI/AAAAAAAABNo/pm7CXXMA0gQ/s400/IMG_0972.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the lessons I have been learning as I've been reading, "Experiencing God". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- God will only move me into an assignment that He knows I'm ready for. I need to let God use the times of waiting to mold me and shape my character. Don't use human standards to measure the importance or value of an assignment or this time of waiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- God is more interested in a love relationship with me than what I can do for Him... I need to follow His leadership one day at a time.. that way I will always know that I am in His will..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- If I want to experience God's mighty power at work in in me I must walk by faith, make major adjustments in my life, and obey whatever God tells me to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--If my love relationship is out of line, everything else related to knowing, doing, and experiencing God's will will be messed up too. If my prayer life has been slack then my love relationship has probably grown cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-- When God reveals His work to me, that is the exact moment I need to begin to adjust my life so I can obey Him in that work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.. all in all in this time of waiting I am going to allow God to continue to prepare me for whatever He has prepared... as I see Him working around me, my desire is to join Him in that work. While I wait upon Him , I want to know Him more and become more like Him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see... I don't have any new revelations on what I should be doing... or where He is leading me, but I have more peace during this time of waiting upon Him and the next step that He has for me. He has been faithful to lead me this far and He will continue to be faithful until the end. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356137741027041058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlTS5b363yI/AAAAAAAABNg/1Y9T9uZ34ww/s400/IMG_0589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My eyes are focused on God... whatever His plan may be for me..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-5942192852241115696?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/5942192852241115696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=5942192852241115696' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/5942192852241115696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/5942192852241115696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/07/lessons-learned.html' title='Lessons Learned...'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlTS5vDRXbI/AAAAAAAABNo/pm7CXXMA0gQ/s72-c/IMG_0972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-1860710085812931637</id><published>2009-07-04T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T21:22:00.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York... all the way back to Maine..!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we left the big city and drove into Connecticut... though we didn't spend much time there... we quickly continued on into Rhode Island, the smallest state.  We detoured off our "route" and decided to check out Newport... which was absolutely beautiful and worth the visit..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmKsg_3yI/AAAAAAAABNY/u_Wv_yjf3EU/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821922133630754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmKsg_3yI/AAAAAAAABNY/u_Wv_yjf3EU/s400/01.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmKRZN5TI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ArGWVDzzR-k/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821914853238066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmKRZN5TI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ArGWVDzzR-k/s400/02.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view from Newport at the harbor... the begining of the scenic route..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmB7VDe5I/AAAAAAAABNI/IYIs12fT31o/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821771491244946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmB7VDe5I/AAAAAAAABNI/IYIs12fT31o/s400/03.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scenic drive was full of mansions, castles, and houses much bigger than I would ever own... actually I wouldn't want to own a house that big it would take forever to clean and cost a fortune to heat... but it was fun to look at them at least..~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmBocY2RI/AAAAAAAABNA/ksdWj_WM8L8/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821766421731602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmBocY2RI/AAAAAAAABNA/ksdWj_WM8L8/s400/04.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the drive we decided to take a walk on the cliff walk... it had a gorgeous view of the water on one side and amazing houses on the other..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmBZVqkRI/AAAAAAAABM4/dBTDRnbs3Rc/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821762367000850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmBZVqkRI/AAAAAAAABM4/dBTDRnbs3Rc/s400/05.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmBF2j2RI/AAAAAAAABMw/TrqntteK_-Q/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821757136263442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmBF2j2RI/AAAAAAAABMw/TrqntteK_-Q/s400/06.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmBKD3pDI/AAAAAAAABMo/e5Lhhd-Lfv8/s1600-h/07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821758265828402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmBKD3pDI/AAAAAAAABMo/e5Lhhd-Lfv8/s400/07.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then continued our drive into Massachusetts... we stayed the night in Brockton, which was a small town on the way up to Boston... they had a fair going on that night so we got to see early fireworks... after eating dinner at Friendlys a very popular restaurant out here that has delicious ice cream... it then took us awhile to find an available hotel for the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlw7Pap-I/AAAAAAAABMg/UFBcvqJ-Fsc/s1600-h/08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821479409821666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlw7Pap-I/AAAAAAAABMg/UFBcvqJ-Fsc/s400/08.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the day off a little later than normal and headed into Boston.  It was perfect timing to arrive today as we walked the Freedom Trail and were reminded of the freedom that we do have here in the United States...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlwrl1QHI/AAAAAAAABMY/ycP7_m_QISg/s1600-h/09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821475208872050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlwrl1QHI/AAAAAAAABMY/ycP7_m_QISg/s400/09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the Boston Massacre took place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlwGfM3-I/AAAAAAAABMQ/sUZ1qU1VkoE/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821465248948194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlwGfM3-I/AAAAAAAABMQ/sUZ1qU1VkoE/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "USS Constitution" is the oldest Navy Ship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlv_uX8PI/AAAAAAAABMI/r3j_WfDxXsM/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821463433539826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlv_uX8PI/AAAAAAAABMI/r3j_WfDxXsM/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the site at Bunker Hill... the end of the trail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlv_6czAI/AAAAAAAABMA/LP11y_tl4x4/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821463484189698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlv_6czAI/AAAAAAAABMA/LP11y_tl4x4/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop was dinner... we were starving and rather enjoyed the pizza place we found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlhUQtYuI/AAAAAAAABL4/Ynb9_nBsnGE/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821211248222946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlhUQtYuI/AAAAAAAABL4/Ynb9_nBsnGE/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do some studying on this trip and figured this was as good a place as any... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you think?  Shouldn't be too hard..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlhHroYBI/AAAAAAAABLw/Z0iiugL06ZE/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821207871479826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlhHroYBI/AAAAAAAABLw/Z0iiugL06ZE/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlgy7ktNI/AAAAAAAABLo/2x1RfFFZtJo/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821202301203666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlgy7ktNI/AAAAAAAABLo/2x1RfFFZtJo/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again we continued our drive and crossed through New Hampshire to get back into Maine for the night... it is hard to believe that tomorrow the trip is officially over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlgi3BoWI/AAAAAAAABLg/V4sXIgGd7EM/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821197987160418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlgi3BoWI/AAAAAAAABLg/V4sXIgGd7EM/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can't have a vacation without having at least one sunset picture... this was an amazing trip, a lot of fun, relaxing, a great time to visit with friends and my parents, an opportunity to enjoy God's creation, a refreshing time in the Word... all in all it was a good trip..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlgYjsPgI/AAAAAAAABLY/jvaS7Z2gd7w/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354821195221712386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAlgYjsPgI/AAAAAAAABLY/jvaS7Z2gd7w/s400/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next Post... a few things God taught me during this time away..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-1860710085812931637?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/1860710085812931637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=1860710085812931637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1860710085812931637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1860710085812931637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-york-all-way-back-to-maine.html' title='New York... all the way back to Maine..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SlAmKsg_3yI/AAAAAAAABNY/u_Wv_yjf3EU/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-6590649675822308484</id><published>2009-07-02T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:35:21.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New York City - A night in the city..!</title><content type='html'>Okay.. so dinner deserves a its very own post... my cousin Anny invited us to the Japanese Restaurant where she works for dinner.  I didn't know what to expect but was willing to try whatever she served me... of course we let her put the menu together.  On top of what she planned for us the chef made us a special plate as a surprise and two other items came to the table by accident so we ate a LOT of food.  I would tell you what it all was but I have forgotten the names of most of it... so enjoy the pictures..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the first of many servings to come... it had shrimp, crab, fish, salads, corn... the shrimp was a special type in which you eat everything including the shell... it was all very good.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We enjoyed a typical fruit juice as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HnqIFH3I/AAAAAAAABLQ/Bozwp407bK4/s1600-h/IMG_1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354084647406215026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HnqIFH3I/AAAAAAAABLQ/Bozwp407bK4/s400/IMG_1761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried to eat the typical Japanese way but often either used my hand or a fork..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HnQxtcaI/AAAAAAAABLI/H55ocJWr_pc/s1600-h/IMG_1762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354084640601502114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HnQxtcaI/AAAAAAAABLI/H55ocJWr_pc/s400/IMG_1762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another courses included lobster, very tender meat, and I think it was a crab dish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HnKiXJiI/AAAAAAAABLA/0pIRoOT9Zmg/s1600-h/IMG_1767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354084638926513698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HnKiXJiI/AAAAAAAABLA/0pIRoOT9Zmg/s400/IMG_1767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when we got a little more adventerous... we had sushi (my first time ever)... though the only raw meat we had was tuna on thin crackers... the rest were rolls that were cooked... (yep we cheated a little..)  There were four different types... one was eel with avacado, another had the soft-shell shrimp, a crab one and another one... I wish I could remember it all..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HCmU96EI/AAAAAAAABKw/lV8QIxH_sBk/s1600-h/IMG_1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354084010731366466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HCmU96EI/AAAAAAAABKw/lV8QIxH_sBk/s400/IMG_1770.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is my dad and Anny our waitress... and cousin of course..~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HCZBTsRI/AAAAAAAABKo/awNQWaY2THc/s1600-h/IMG_1772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354084007159247122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HCZBTsRI/AAAAAAAABKo/awNQWaY2THc/s400/IMG_1772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that food we had to save room for desert... it was a fondue mixed with fruit and brownie/cookie type things.  As well as a special dish made out of ricotta cheese (Anny's favorite)... to top it off we had wild berries.  Shockingly we cleared the desert plate..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HCBY-fTI/AAAAAAAABKg/QhZJyk8GEx4/s1600-h/IMG_1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354084000816069938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HCBY-fTI/AAAAAAAABKg/QhZJyk8GEx4/s400/IMG_1775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After eating all the food we got to meet the chef and the guys who work at the sushi bar.  It was so much fun to see Anny at work with her co-workers and how much she enjoys her job... I can't complain about the food either.. it was the fanciest meal I ever ate... I ate like a movie star... (literally speaking as many famous people eat there..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HBwlWTeI/AAAAAAAABKY/m__mskaVlMc/s1600-h/IMG_1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354083996304559586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HBwlWTeI/AAAAAAAABKY/m__mskaVlMc/s400/IMG_1776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am stuffed full... it is time for bed.  Tomorrow the journey continues..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-6590649675822308484?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/6590649675822308484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=6590649675822308484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6590649675822308484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6590649675822308484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-york-city-night-in-city.html' title='New York City - A night in the city..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk2HnqIFH3I/AAAAAAAABLQ/Bozwp407bK4/s72-c/IMG_1761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-5767301883336117822</id><published>2009-07-02T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T16:27:40.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pennsylvania to New York City..!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning we started our trip to the "Big City" of course we had to pass through New Jersey on the way to New York City..!  I got my classic pictures by the signs and we continued on.  You could tell we were entering the city as traffic got really bad.  It was a nightmare going through the Lincoln Tunnel so we could find the apartment that we were going to stay at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-TMmpQtI/AAAAAAAABKQ/zH15ofcfov4/s1600-h/01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354004031535137490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-TMmpQtI/AAAAAAAABKQ/zH15ofcfov4/s400/01.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-S5tr3iI/AAAAAAAABKI/VohNzvcPklc/s1600-h/02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 361px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354004026464394786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-S5tr3iI/AAAAAAAABKI/VohNzvcPklc/s400/02.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was exhausted before the day started and definately on overload as we walked around the city.  Within the fist couple hours we saw the Empire State Building, Time Square, and finally we ended up at Bryant Park to meet up with my cousin Anny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-Sq4PzcI/AAAAAAAABKA/jrdOTuTwBVo/s1600-h/03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354004022482161090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-Sq4PzcI/AAAAAAAABKA/jrdOTuTwBVo/s400/03.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-Ka8jK7I/AAAAAAAABJ4/HMCkG-9bAaA/s1600-h/04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003880766286770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-Ka8jK7I/AAAAAAAABJ4/HMCkG-9bAaA/s400/04.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited for awhile and then she gave us a tour of NYC (Rockefeller Center, Radio City Music Hall, Tiffany's, Trump Tower, etc.  We finally arrived at Central Park where she left us and headed off to work.  I enjoyed the park a lot and was ready for a break from the city life... I think I would spend most of my time here if I had to live in NYC..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-KLuxq0I/AAAAAAAABJw/DQu-iiLncaE/s1600-h/05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003876681984834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-KLuxq0I/AAAAAAAABJw/DQu-iiLncaE/s400/05.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-Jy4FIbI/AAAAAAAABJo/cJ28nYJqDzc/s1600-h/06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003870010122674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-Jy4FIbI/AAAAAAAABJo/cJ28nYJqDzc/s400/06.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting a couple hours of rest back at the apartment we decided to check out the night life of New York... once again I prefered walking around at night to the day... not surprising, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought this was a pretty funny police car..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-Jkbps_I/AAAAAAAABJg/bHc7BjryIso/s1600-h/07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003866132788210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-Jkbps_I/AAAAAAAABJg/bHc7BjryIso/s400/07.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-JcnDcaI/AAAAAAAABJY/vCsf_A4KnDg/s1600-h/08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003864033128866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-JcnDcaI/AAAAAAAABJY/vCsf_A4KnDg/s400/08.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting almost 8 hours of sleep (FINALLY) we started the day off trying to figure out the Subway system in NYC... I of course figured it out pretty quickly so I was  guiding my parents to where we needed to go.  (Only because the map was too small for my dad to read.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk098XnoJaI/AAAAAAAABJQ/l0mEGczhhLU/s1600-h/09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003639355057570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk098XnoJaI/AAAAAAAABJQ/l0mEGczhhLU/s400/09.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first stop was the Staten Island Ferry to get a good view of the Statue of Liberty... then again it was a bit cloudy so it wasn't a perfect view..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk098Ol15QI/AAAAAAAABJI/Qw6rLMWtGi4/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003636931650818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk098Ol15QI/AAAAAAAABJI/Qw6rLMWtGi4/s400/10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk097zTIjWI/AAAAAAAABJA/5hxtqXtr2-E/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003629605424482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk097zTIjWI/AAAAAAAABJA/5hxtqXtr2-E/s400/11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0974Xly6I/AAAAAAAABI4/VPc6Omr3nVI/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003630966295458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0974Xly6I/AAAAAAAABI4/VPc6Omr3nVI/s400/12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk097asmTuI/AAAAAAAABIw/FEGnK4Ujb4s/s1600-h/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003623001345762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk097asmTuI/AAAAAAAABIw/FEGnK4Ujb4s/s400/13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then walked through Battery Park and along the coastline where we had a great view up to the World Trade Center... they are still doing a lot of construction on the site so there wasn't much to see yet.  But it was a bit of a humbling time remembering back to 9/11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk09q3eRgiI/AAAAAAAABIo/pf6MW3b-fLs/s1600-h/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003338668114466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk09q3eRgiI/AAAAAAAABIo/pf6MW3b-fLs/s400/14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been a bit crazy.. one moment it is sunny enough to go into the plaza and the next it is pouring down rain.. then sunny again..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk09quEjm-I/AAAAAAAABIg/nbeQ8dFcAi8/s1600-h/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003336144329698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk09quEjm-I/AAAAAAAABIg/nbeQ8dFcAi8/s400/15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk09qc-ZFkI/AAAAAAAABIY/dKlHnTGcr-M/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003331555071554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk09qc-ZFkI/AAAAAAAABIY/dKlHnTGcr-M/s400/16.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We enjoyed lunch and a treat with Anny... we even got to see her apartment building.. though it was a LONG 6 flights up the stairs..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk09qDgGP8I/AAAAAAAABIQ/x-wK_9XuP-U/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003324717121474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk09qDgGP8I/AAAAAAAABIQ/x-wK_9XuP-U/s400/17.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She recommended a few more places to visit before we headed back to the house for a rest..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can anyone guess what this building is??? Think of famous tv shows... of course I only got the bottom portion of the building to make it a little harder..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk09p_8AzRI/AAAAAAAABII/lCa8U9fq828/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354003323760463122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk09p_8AzRI/AAAAAAAABII/lCa8U9fq828/s400/18.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll wait for some guesses before I give you the answer... for now I am off to dinner at a pretty fancy Japanese restaurant where Anny works... she is preparing a special menu for us.. YUMMY!  Maybe we'll even see someone famous..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-5767301883336117822?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/5767301883336117822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=5767301883336117822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/5767301883336117822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/5767301883336117822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/07/pennsylvania-to-new-york-city.html' title='Pennsylvania to New York City..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sk0-TMmpQtI/AAAAAAAABKQ/zH15ofcfov4/s72-c/01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-6767426840849424549</id><published>2009-06-30T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:52:48.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohio to Pennsylvania... and a baby picture..!</title><content type='html'>We spent most of the day driving through Ohio and Pennsylvania... we are close to the border and I am exhausted.  :)  I guess that what happens with all this driving.  Tomorrow we head into New York City for a couple days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkrahWrjX2I/AAAAAAAABHY/j-mv9bAMmoU/s1600-h/IMG_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353331373642047330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkrahWrjX2I/AAAAAAAABHY/j-mv9bAMmoU/s400/IMG_0959.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we weren't driving we were eating... we stopped at the Cracker Barrel for breakfast and dinner... of course we skipped lunch since it was so much food... if you've never tried the food at the Cracker Barrel you are definately missing out..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353331368072762082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkrahB7u0uI/AAAAAAAABHI/1FkHkYllPT0/s400/IMG_1442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I absolutely LOVE the clouds... this one reminds me of God shining His love down upon us.  When I get home from the trip I will take some time to share what God has been teaching me throughout these couple weeks.  For now... enjoy the beauty of His creation... I sure am..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkrahZbIPXI/AAAAAAAABHQ/2ZCYmXhtq1s/s1600-h/IMG_0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353331374378466674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkrahZbIPXI/AAAAAAAABHQ/2ZCYmXhtq1s/s400/IMG_0973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my new Argentine nephew... still don't know what his name is (as it is still up for debate... tomorrow she will make the final decision) but I did have the opportunity to talk with Soledad for a couple minutes... she is still pretty swollen and in pain so pray for this recovery time... as well as the adjustment of being a mother..!  I think he is absolutely adorable and can't wait to meet him... though I may be a bit biased as an aunt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skrag0h5SgI/AAAAAAAABHA/xzmAURBrc7M/s1600-h/Baby+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353331364474735106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skrag0h5SgI/AAAAAAAABHA/xzmAURBrc7M/s400/Baby+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-6767426840849424549?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/6767426840849424549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=6767426840849424549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6767426840849424549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6767426840849424549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/06/ohio-to-pennsylvania-and-baby-picture.html' title='Ohio to Pennsylvania... and a baby picture..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkrahWrjX2I/AAAAAAAABHY/j-mv9bAMmoU/s72-c/IMG_0959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-6761318698197893378</id><published>2009-06-29T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:28:28.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Niagra Falls to Ohio... plus a SURPRISE!!!</title><content type='html'>Since it was sunny out today we decided to stay at Niagra Falls a little longer and go check out the US side... it was absolutely GORGEOUS... you may not have had a head on shot of all the falls but you were so much closer and got to experience the rivers up close... I think you have to experience both sides to actually enjoy the beauty of it all.  God even gave us an extra treat of having a rainbow to remind us of HIS PROMISES..!  All throughout this trip He has been making Himself known and speaking to me with little tiny reminders that He is God and has a perfect plan for me..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSLluFUMI/AAAAAAAABG4/pB9KSPcZ9qU/s1600-h/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352970359908159682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSLluFUMI/AAAAAAAABG4/pB9KSPcZ9qU/s400/IMG_0893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSGcqXsUI/AAAAAAAABGw/HXSecYY-kLM/s1600-h/IMG_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352970271577321794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSGcqXsUI/AAAAAAAABGw/HXSecYY-kLM/s400/IMG_0897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSGKKFoMI/AAAAAAAABGo/I--R9gKbh_o/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352970266610081986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSGKKFoMI/AAAAAAAABGo/I--R9gKbh_o/s400/IMG_0932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then continued on our drive through Ontario Canada through various rainstorms... of course we had perfect timing as it didn't start raining until we were safely in the car.  I have been enjoying my mate along the way as well as all the good food we eat... especially doughnuts from Tim Horton's...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSGFnDxLI/AAAAAAAABGg/YDf5IpITsvU/s1600-h/IMG_0951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352970265389417650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSGFnDxLI/AAAAAAAABGg/YDf5IpITsvU/s400/IMG_0951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple hours later we arrived back to the United State at the border to Michigan... we didn't stay here long which is okay by me... since I spent a week here a couple years back visiting friends..!  As you can see... it was underconstruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSF7dpQCI/AAAAAAAABGY/iKZtqVAbaAM/s1600-h/IMG_0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352970262665576482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSF7dpQCI/AAAAAAAABGY/iKZtqVAbaAM/s400/IMG_0955.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now in Ohio for the night... before coming back to the hotel we went out for dinner at Applebees which ended up being appetizers to share..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSFmmVnII/AAAAAAAABGQ/fJikhfsNZhU/s1600-h/IMG_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352970257064893570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSFmmVnII/AAAAAAAABGQ/fJikhfsNZhU/s400/IMG_0958.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note on one of God's miracles on the trip... when we got back to the hotel I decided to see if there was any wireless internet.. it just so happens I was able to connect just in time... to find out one of my best friends from Argentina (and roommate) Soledad had her baby.  As I was chatting with her sister they got the phone call that the baby was born... they were wondering how they would contact me after she went to the hospital earlier that day.. but God worked out all the details... please be praying for Sole as it was an emergency c-section due to highblood pressure.  The baby (boy) seems to be doing fine but they don't have word on Sole yet.  I believe his name is Valentino but nothing is official until Sole wakes up..!  I'm still amazed at how God set up all the details so I could be the first to know..!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay... I'm off to bed.. another long day tomorrow..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-6761318698197893378?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/6761318698197893378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=6761318698197893378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6761318698197893378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/6761318698197893378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/06/niagra-falls-to-ohio-plus-surprise.html' title='Niagra Falls to Ohio... plus a SURPRISE!!!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkmSLluFUMI/AAAAAAAABG4/pB9KSPcZ9qU/s72-c/IMG_0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-6967128158112985881</id><published>2009-06-28T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:33:10.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Niagra Falls... One full day..!</title><content type='html'>Today was our big day at Niagra Falls and although the weather was a bit drizzly we still had a lot of fun.  The day was spent on the Canadian side of the Falls since most people had commented that it was the better side... We started the morning off walking down Clifton Hill "The street of fun at the falls"... it was full of shops, restaurants, and entertainment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg911LHeHI/AAAAAAAABGI/kQ14u4R3bEY/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352596152145901682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg911LHeHI/AAAAAAAABGI/kQ14u4R3bEY/s400/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think I can find a boyfriend here???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg91q0E2fI/AAAAAAAABGA/Zezjf2L71kg/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352596149364906482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg91q0E2fI/AAAAAAAABGA/Zezjf2L71kg/s400/2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This look like a good choice... don't ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg91Uba_sI/AAAAAAAABF4/ebDJTPAUh_g/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352596143355920066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg91Uba_sI/AAAAAAAABF4/ebDJTPAUh_g/s400/3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun really began when we arrived at the falls... the ones to the left are the American one and to the right the Canadian falls... both are very pretty and completely different in size and form... both show the Glory of God and His Power..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg91H0NswI/AAAAAAAABFw/KFUQkPCzHL0/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352596139970245378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg91H0NswI/AAAAAAAABFw/KFUQkPCzHL0/s400/4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to get the Discovery pack which included four different attractions plus the bus system for the day..!  Here we are getting ready for the Maid of the Mist.... a boat that takes you into the falls... since we were going to get wet anyways it didn't really matter that it was raining already..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg908OrghI/AAAAAAAABFo/bDwGvvf1lsI/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352596136860025362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg908OrghI/AAAAAAAABFo/bDwGvvf1lsI/s400/5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American Falls while aboard the Maid of the Mist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9n40DP-I/AAAAAAAABFg/0jdEFgUdnV4/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352595912604729314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9n40DP-I/AAAAAAAABFg/0jdEFgUdnV4/s400/6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9nr4LaQI/AAAAAAAABFY/2IHqGGg1q-w/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352595909132380418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9nr4LaQI/AAAAAAAABFY/2IHqGGg1q-w/s400/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We took the bus down to right next to the Canadian Falls for the next two events... &lt;div&gt;Niagra's Fury which was a short video on how the falls came to be... and then experience the falls in a 4-D adventure with rain and snow and a ride down the falls.  Our next activity was the Journey behind the falls where we were able to walk up close to the Canadian horseshoe fall and feel the mist of it spraying back at us... and then head even further behind where you could hear and fell the power of the falls.  I was just a little wet by this point..!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9nfbwICI/AAAAAAAABFQ/yKqNjt7DRGQ/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352595905791926306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9nfbwICI/AAAAAAAABFQ/yKqNjt7DRGQ/s400/8.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9nb1T7SI/AAAAAAAABFI/NauAg38w0CE/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352595904825388322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9nb1T7SI/AAAAAAAABFI/NauAg38w0CE/s400/9.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9nE3qymI/AAAAAAAABFA/izPmTqa-6KA/s1600-h/91.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352595898661259874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9nE3qymI/AAAAAAAABFA/izPmTqa-6KA/s400/91.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short break back at the hotel we continued on to the White Water Walk... which took you down the river to where they have class 6 rapids, the most dangerous you can ride down.  I am amazed at how many people have attempted to do dangerous stunts here at the Falls..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9XLAsgRI/AAAAAAAABE4/BSUGzg8upL4/s1600-h/92.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352595625431826706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9XLAsgRI/AAAAAAAABE4/BSUGzg8upL4/s400/92.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9W7hCDWI/AAAAAAAABEw/ydu54o3taX8/s1600-h/93.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352595621272489314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9W7hCDWI/AAAAAAAABEw/ydu54o3taX8/s400/93.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had some Indian food for dinner we rested a bit at the hotel and then fe finished the night off back at the Falls... we walked down with little hope of seeing the firework show because it was still raining a bit... but I still wanted to see the lights on the Falls... but the weather held up long enough for a spectacular fireworks show... the pictures do not do it justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9WjNt-KI/AAAAAAAABEo/CVZn_-sWuaA/s1600-h/94.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352595614749030562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9WjNt-KI/AAAAAAAABEo/CVZn_-sWuaA/s400/94.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9WV85gNI/AAAAAAAABEg/ABrEp0edtsE/s1600-h/95.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352595611188822226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9WV85gNI/AAAAAAAABEg/ABrEp0edtsE/s400/95.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9WMgwihI/AAAAAAAABEY/KhMzgMtLZpc/s1600-h/96.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352595608654875154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg9WMgwihI/AAAAAAAABEY/KhMzgMtLZpc/s400/96.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all.. it was a great day..!  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One full day..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skg911LHeHI/AAAAAAAABGI/kQ14u4R3bEY/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-2437367557898739755</id><published>2009-06-28T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:46:41.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Maine to Niagra Falls...</title><content type='html'>I finally have internet so I can update my blog... here are LOTS of pictures from the past couple days. The time is flying by quickly but I am enjoying every moment of the trip. During the long drives we are listening to a book on tape which just makes the time go by even faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... we made some changes to our itenerary and decided to head down south...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd8Ikswm3I/AAAAAAAABEQ/ncQmpzAx4Eo/s1600-h/IMG_0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352383168885332850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd8Ikswm3I/AAAAAAAABEQ/ncQmpzAx4Eo/s400/IMG_0637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was rather shocked to see a Welcome to Mexico sign in the middle of Maine and so made my Dad pull over so I could get a picture. He has been a GREAT sport about pulling over on a very regular basis as me and my mom get out to take pictures...! Some of the stops have been planned as I did a little research before the trip and others have been spur of the moment as I see a beautiful sight... a sign... or "tourist view" such as the one below. It is Rumford Falls and Damb which we just happened to notice as we drove by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd8IaI6ZpI/AAAAAAAABEI/G4jjjEMHzmM/s1600-h/IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352383166050625170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd8IaI6ZpI/AAAAAAAABEI/G4jjjEMHzmM/s400/IMG_0643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Maine and entered into New Hampshire where the first official stop was to be. I wanted to experience at least one important thing in each state and I have to say New Hampshire did not let me down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd8IKxFKMI/AAAAAAAABEA/HfJB-gxAlZE/s1600-h/IMG_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352383161924135106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd8IKxFKMI/AAAAAAAABEA/HfJB-gxAlZE/s400/IMG_0648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove up Mount Washington, the tallest peak in the Northeast and I believe it is the oldest man-made attraction in the area. Here I am at the top of the peak... though we had some complications getting up... about 2 miles into the trip the gas light came on. We started the drive up with 1/4 of a tank but because of the steep roads it not only uses more gas but possitions it funny... we decided to head down and fill up just to be safe. Once we finally figured out how to open the gas tank and fill up we started our journety up again... it was well worth the drive up as it was absolutely breath-taking up here... how could people deny God's existence???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd8IDokA2I/AAAAAAAABD4/K1uGJlXMwnU/s1600-h/IMG_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352383160009360226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd8IDokA2I/AAAAAAAABD4/K1uGJlXMwnU/s400/IMG_0661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd8H1MVR4I/AAAAAAAABDw/xoXgG85nmCA/s1600-h/IMG_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352383156132857730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd8H1MVR4I/AAAAAAAABDw/xoXgG85nmCA/s400/IMG_0663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I got pictures of my parents... which I believe is not going to happen too often on the trip as they are camera shy..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd78FHMYtI/AAAAAAAABDo/8p_-asjx5Sk/s1600-h/IMG_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382954247840466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd78FHMYtI/AAAAAAAABDo/8p_-asjx5Sk/s400/IMG_0670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the other mountains in teh Presidential Range... Mt Clay, Mt Adams, Mt Jeferson, and Mt Madison... it goes from left to right... we of course are on Mt Washington..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd77iywMkI/AAAAAAAABDg/4_6bjCjp7Wg/s1600-h/IMG_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382945035301442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd77iywMkI/AAAAAAAABDg/4_6bjCjp7Wg/s400/IMG_0671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Tip Top House.. the oldest structure on the mountain.. most of the other buildings were destroyed years ago. I am amazed this one is still standing with all the wind they get up here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd77Sx730I/AAAAAAAABDY/sXxmWLWEAR4/s1600-h/IMG_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382940736905026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd77Sx730I/AAAAAAAABDY/sXxmWLWEAR4/s400/IMG_0676.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to tour around up top for about an hour before they closed up and we had to head back down... here I am on the way back to the parking lot. I was tempted to hike all the way DOWN the mountain as many others have done but decided not to since we didn't hae enough time.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd77PHYRdI/AAAAAAAABDQ/GqxAOWfGaWk/s1600-h/IMG_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382939753104850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd77PHYRdI/AAAAAAAABDQ/GqxAOWfGaWk/s400/IMG_0679.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove into Gorham for a quick view of the railroad station museum.. unfortunately it was closed so we took pictures outside. Did I mention they used to have a train that would climb up Mount Washington on a daily basis? Crazy..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd76n4VtQI/AAAAAAAABDI/GzoLKyDJVXM/s1600-h/IMG_0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382929221039362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd76n4VtQI/AAAAAAAABDI/GzoLKyDJVXM/s400/IMG_0680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd7hbdsSVI/AAAAAAAABDA/-YugG9cROAw/s1600-h/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382496391317842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd7hbdsSVI/AAAAAAAABDA/-YugG9cROAw/s400/IMG_0681.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then continued our trip and headed into Vermont where we stayed the night. After finding some Chinese food for dinner we headed back to the hotel where I spent some time in the Word and then crashed for the night..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd7hWCgJ6I/AAAAAAAABC4/p2NF24de_Tg/s1600-h/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382494935099298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd7hWCgJ6I/AAAAAAAABC4/p2NF24de_Tg/s400/IMG_0683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before continuing on our drive Saturday morning we stopped by to take some pictures at the state capital which just so happens to be in Montepelier (in case you were interested.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd7hLjVSFI/AAAAAAAABCw/ld1GclXaX_g/s1600-h/IMG_0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382492120008786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd7hLjVSFI/AAAAAAAABCw/ld1GclXaX_g/s400/IMG_0689.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd7gxeUmtI/AAAAAAAABCo/M7UfEtnUZw8/s1600-h/IMG_0692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382485119670994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd7gxeUmtI/AAAAAAAABCo/M7UfEtnUZw8/s400/IMG_0692.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early afternoon we entered in Quebec Canada which just so happens to be where my mother's Father is from. She enjoyed coming to a place she never thought she would ever come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd7gpFtKRI/AAAAAAAABCg/pA82qsLi8zY/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352382482868939026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd7gpFtKRI/AAAAAAAABCg/pA82qsLi8zY/s400/IMG_0696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352381698896812786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd6zAkL2vI/AAAAAAAABB4/qgdSX3yLgY0/s400/IMG_0697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Montreal was a bit overwhelming with the amount of buildings and cars... but admist the chaos of the big city I did enjoy looking at some of the buildings from the old part of town..! The second piture down is the church where there were multiple weddings going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352381706860703122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd6zeO7LZI/AAAAAAAABCA/mbDQ3I5mXPc/s400/IMG_0699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352381710538281602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd6zr7ukoI/AAAAAAAABCI/A2t9QpppE3Y/s400/IMG_0702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before leaving Canada we had to drive into Ontario... then we headed into the northern part of New York and back into Ontario at Niagra Falls. Today is the day we get to tour Niagra Falls... so until then enjoy these pictures..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352381707546616978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd6zgydZJI/AAAAAAAABCQ/wjYYnCl70qQ/s400/IMG_0706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352381714051978194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd6z5BdU9I/AAAAAAAABCY/KCzLP-m4aNM/s400/IMG_0707.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-2437367557898739755?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/2437367557898739755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=2437367557898739755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2437367557898739755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/2437367557898739755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/06/from-maine-to-niagra-falls.html' title='From Maine to Niagra Falls...'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Skd8Ikswm3I/AAAAAAAABEQ/ncQmpzAx4Eo/s72-c/IMG_0637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-5539241449074128689</id><published>2009-06-25T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:26:49.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying goodbye to Maine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRWWNrVOnI/AAAAAAAABBw/732g0yomZ-8/s1600-h/IMG_0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351497196851509874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRWWNrVOnI/AAAAAAAABBw/732g0yomZ-8/s320/IMG_0476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My time in Maine is coming to a close quickly… and we finally finished off the last of the Monster Cookies. (Yes we did share a few of the 7 1/2 dozen cookies...)  Anways... My parents are already are there way to pick me up at Kristin’s house which means I will have to say goodbye to them.  Tomorrow morning my parents and I will start our adventure across almost a dozen states. A lot has happened since my last post so I’ll only post the highlights... with a ton of picture of course. I’m not sure how often I’ll have internet access or how much time I’ll have so stay tuned for more updates..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sunday just happened to be Father’s Day (which mea&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRWPd9eLAI/AAAAAAAABBo/2mJcAeeZScg/s1600-h/Kristin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 264px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351497080963476482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRWPd9eLAI/AAAAAAAABBo/2mJcAeeZScg/s320/Kristin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ns I missed both my mother’s birthday and Father’s Day back home…). The day started VERY early at least for my west coast body… I had to be up by around 7:30 (Which was still 4:30 am to me…) to get ready for Father’s Day breakfast with the family. We headed over to Kristin’s father house and met up with the whole extended family and many friends for a DELICIOUS breakfast. From there we raced off to church and arrived just in time. The Sermon was on patience and to be honest I struggled with staying awake during it… my body just couldn’t function quite so early. After church we headed home for lunch and then an afternoon in doors as it was raining out all day long. It was a perfect day for Kristin to pull out the old photo albums and look at pictures from our high school days..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRWPd9eLAI/AAAAAAAABBo/2mJcAeeZScg/s1600-h/Kristin.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351496986008594402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRWJ8Odp-I/AAAAAAAABBg/iU9rZVraxv0/s400/IMG_0475.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Dave and Alden at the Father's Day Breakfast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday morning I woke up to a house full of kids &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRV9TbNcVI/AAAAAAAABBY/Rf75LKoBkAk/s1600-h/IMG_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351496768897773906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRV9TbNcVI/AAAAAAAABBY/Rf75LKoBkAk/s320/IMG_0485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;once again… Kristin was watching Tom and Luke her nephews for the day. We spent all morning playing inside as it rained off and on. I spent half my time doing my Bible study and the other half visiting with Kristin and the kids… especially Luke who has the cutest little smile. They got picked up just in time to eat a quick dinner and then get Joslyn off to Vacation Bible School. While Kristin got JoJo checked in and everything I took a walk around the little town and found the one school, the one store and the community center… pretty much all on the same corner.  In the evenings I have more time to study out in the motorhome, watch movies, or call friends using skype.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351496629031815234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRV1KYkSEI/AAAAAAAABBQ/vzG6tEMUAM0/s400/100_1831.JPG" /&gt;Luke, Tom, Joslyn and Alden - My four little friends..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday we decided to go on another outing for some sightseeing after lunch. We went t&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRVbDtymmI/AAAAAAAABBA/RubOL7YD_qk/s1600-h/100_2599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 307px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351496180565187170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRVbDtymmI/AAAAAAAABBA/RubOL7YD_qk/s320/100_2599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o the Rockland Breakwater Lighthouse. In order to get to the lighthouse you have to walk across a bridge of flat rocks for almost a mile and then back again to get back to the car. Joslyn wanted to walk with me most of the time since she had to hold on because of all the cracks in the rocks.  What an adventure it was with the children… especially as the waves kept coming up onto the rocks and trying to splash us. On the way back we ended up not only getting wet from the waves but it also started to rain… thankfully we were almost back to the car by then. On the way home we stopped at Tim Horton’s (a restaurant that also serves VERY GOOD doughnuts) for some hot chocolate and a donut. That evening while Joslyn went to VBS with Jason, Kristin and I took advantage of the time and watched a girlie movie… Pride and Prejudice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351496001157916722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRVQnXw6DI/AAAAAAAABA4/dUWuH8Bvhtc/s400/100_2603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kristin and the kids from on top of the lighthouse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351495999090598738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRVQfq4I1I/AAAAAAAABAw/zXvMul8RbaU/s400/IMG_0495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We finally made it to the lighthouse... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we went out for another day of &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRU6LFlNHI/AAAAAAAABAo/1ghl7z_ixiA/s1600-h/IMG_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351495615608337522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRU6LFlNHI/AAAAAAAABAo/1ghl7z_ixiA/s320/IMG_0525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sightseeing. We went to Fort Knows and the Penobscot Narrows Observatory but since we couldn’t go up and see from the observatory because it was closed for the day we decided to cross over the bridge and go to the other side where we got great pictures of the bridge and Fort Knox. We then headed over to Fort Pownall and the Fort Point Light lighthouse for some pictures before spending some time at the beach just relaxing. Once again we got home just in time for dinner… While Kristin took Joslyn to VBS I walked around in the woods near their house and explored until she got back, then we took a walk back to the camp while Jason went fishing. It was a nice relaxing evening in Maine..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351495496852790850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRUzQsDXkI/AAAAAAAABAg/-r94Xe6NRZQ/s400/IMG_0531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fort Point Light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351495499495973682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRUzaiPIzI/AAAAAAAABAY/ImDlI7hH5Yk/s400/IMG_0526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kristin, Josyln and Alden with the bridge and the fort behind them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351492717154108194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRSRdgPgyI/AAAAAAAABAQ/qGZ3qzyuPKI/s400/100_2632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Skipping rocks with Joslyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351492712700099026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRSRM6UudI/AAAAAAAABAI/c6K3fSb4KSE/s400/IMG_0542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoying God's creation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351492709602563730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRSRBX0FpI/AAAAAAAABAA/inL1pnbv3Ck/s400/100_2649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kristin and I at the beach...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351492705014769170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRSQwR_5hI/AAAAAAAAA_4/8vgTfNOypwY/s400/IMG_0568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exploring the woods... what beautiful colors I found..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351492701140952258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRSQh2aJMI/AAAAAAAAA_w/95mWZhKYQdw/s400/IMG_0572.JPG" /&gt;The lake at Camp Fair Haven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Thursday the sun finally came out so after &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRLw6hecDI/AAAAAAAAA-g/ZqorE911vHA/s1600-h/IMG_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351485560938459186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRLw6hecDI/AAAAAAAAA-g/ZqorE911vHA/s320/IMG_0598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lunch we hiked up to the cross which is on camp property. It overlooks two different lakes and had the most amazing view. It was quite the adventure through the woods to get up there and back home. Then that evening Kristin and I took a walk by ourselves through the fields to another lookout point at camp where you could see another lake. The walk in was very pretty as the wildflowers went on forever. We spent some time with Dave, Daylene and Kaylene before heading home to finish laundry and prepare for tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351490069958350354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRP3X7l1hI/AAAAAAAAA_o/0KF4HnWo4k8/s400/100_2675.JPG" /&gt;Kristin and I made it to the top... it was worth the hike up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351490071931555650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRP3fSCj0I/AAAAAAAAA_g/8zuJkolstec/s400/100_2685.JPG" /&gt; Joslyn and Alden enjoyed the hike up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351490060438505218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRP20d4hwI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/pWXFdigt7gs/s400/IMG_0585.JPG" /&gt; The cross and the lake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351490058609127362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRP2tpub8I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/kGhCurDOrv8/s400/IMG_0589.JPG" /&gt; What a beautiful place to be reminded of God's love for us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351486351515295170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRMe7prncI/AAAAAAAAA-o/LrFtYiKCNoE/s400/IMG_0606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The field of wildflowers... isn't it gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351486360501109474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRMfdIEQuI/AAAAAAAAA-4/MwA8tlRWXjs/s400/100_2694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of Kristin's Favorite places here at the camp..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351486353138898450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRMfBsx1hI/AAAAAAAAA-w/6q4ObxSqrn0/s400/IMG_0605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoying the walk through the fields...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351486357397559906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRMfRkH2mI/AAAAAAAAA_A/0OrPyRihJKs/s400/IMG_0611.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We finally made it... What a view from the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351486365539530370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRMfv5UdoI/AAAAAAAAA_I/lCgbHxBdNA4/s400/IMG_0616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting attacked by the mosquitos... check out my forehead... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-5539241449074128689?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/5539241449074128689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=5539241449074128689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/5539241449074128689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/5539241449074128689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/06/saying-goodbye-to-maine.html' title='Saying goodbye to Maine...'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SkRWWNrVOnI/AAAAAAAABBw/732g0yomZ-8/s72-c/IMG_0476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-1948337982788844812</id><published>2009-06-20T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:02:17.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The trip begins... in Maine..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, people are already asking when I am going to start posting on my trip so here goes… I left Seattle at 7 am on Tuesday morning and spent all day travelling to Maine (at least it’s not quite as long as travelling to Argentina). My friend Kristin Stutheit picked me up at the airport in Portland and we stopped for dinner before the two hour drive to her home. That night I was able to see her husband Jason and son Alden before heading out to my home for the week… I am staying in the motor home out front which gives me privacy and a place to stay up at night and sleep in since I’m still on the West Coast time zone… not that I really need an excuse to sleep in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349609224301923778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2hPv2rTcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/x_rwBFuN37g/s400/IMG_0466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Alden looking as cute as ever..!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day I did have to wake up a little earlier though not early enough for Joslyn her daughter who had been waiting for HOURS..! We met up with Allison, Tommy and Luke (Kristin’s sister nephew) and drove to Marshall Point for the day. We started the day with a picnic at the lighthouse (one of the big attractions in Maine are there many lighthouses). We then spent a couple hours at the beach playing in the sand with the kids. We packed up the children and headed home sometime mid-afternoon. That evening we walked around Fair Haven Camp… where Kristin worked in high school… it is also right by their house. It was a lot fun to get a tour of the place and hear all the stories from camp days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349605311690033522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2dsAPTyXI/AAAAAAAAA-A/l9X_2AZfvlA/s400/IMG_0440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;In front of the lighthouse at Marshall Point&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349605306353003362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2drsW3K2I/AAAAAAAAA9w/hWorhfhmJEo/s400/IMG_0431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kristin with Joslyn and Alden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349609222815965378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2hPqUZYMI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/xQ4a4YDo6lY/s400/IMG_0424.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Allison with Tommy and Luke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349605310418087202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2dr7gDbSI/AAAAAAAAA94/0uqlW8Ak4zE/s400/IMG_0439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoying the beauty of the Atlantic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349605312376083650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2dsCy4FMI/AAAAAAAAA-I/S885C1bWT_4/s400/IMG_0441.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Luke playing on the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday I slept in a bit and then we headed into town to look around… it was a harbor town so there were lots of boats on the water. We walked on the footbridge and took a few pictures before going shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349604986772573314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 384px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2dZF08zII/AAAAAAAAA9g/V19yUvuVl0k/s400/IMG_0463.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Joslyn running accross the bridge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349604991828643874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2dZYqaUCI/AAAAAAAAA9o/RUf9NbwvpPA/s400/IMG_0462.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Just a few of the boats getting ready for summer time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friday was pretty rainy so we spend all day at home. In the morning Kristin was watching the nephews so it was quite the house full, especially when some camp workers (which are friends and family) stopped by to visit. It was also Kristin and Jason’s anniversary so Kristin and I baked Monster Cookies and then we all watched a movie before I headed back to the motor home. Of course in the evenings while they are sleeping I have lots to time to study my Bible, chat online, call friends in Argentina on Skype or listen to a book on my MP3 player. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349604987623725042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2dZI_4V_I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/8Vcc7s1lv50/s400/IMG_0468.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Joslyn had a blast helping us make the cookies... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349604981866919314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2dYzjWdZI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/Xl8OfKj9YxY/s400/IMG_0471.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Joslyn stirring the batter... while she still could. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349604978834361602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2dYoQVTQI/AAAAAAAAA9I/XoAOGqaozcc/s400/IMG_0474.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Preparing the first tray... we only made 7 1/2 dozen cookies..! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today I spent the morning studying my Bible and drinking mate before we walked back over to the camp, then stopped by to visit Kristin’s father Dave Sheldon and Mimi (Dave’s wife). That evening Kristin and I headed into town to shop for food for the Father’s Day breakfast tomorrow… later on Kaylene (Dave’s step daughter) stopped by to visit with a friend. We celebrated with Thai food that night and then another movie. So as you can see… I have been staying busy seeing Maine, visiting people and still getting lots of time to relax and get in the Word. I still have almost a week here in Maine before my parents arrive and we go on the big tour of the northern east coast states. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-1948337982788844812?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/1948337982788844812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=1948337982788844812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1948337982788844812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/1948337982788844812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/06/trip-begins-in-maine.html' title='The trip begins... in Maine..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2hPv2rTcI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/x_rwBFuN37g/s72-c/IMG_0466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-5074752833029088616</id><published>2009-06-17T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T18:49:45.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me out to the ball park...</title><content type='html'>I came home just in time for softball season at &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2RFr9WhCI/AAAAAAAAA9A/4Ot08aAQjUE/s1600-h/IMG_0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349591459271443490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2RFr9WhCI/AAAAAAAAA9A/4Ot08aAQjUE/s320/IMG_0411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Faith. Of course I wasn’t ready for playing as it has been about 4 years since I swung a bat. I didn’t even have time to practice before my first game… which ended up being late games. Since I was still on the Argentina time zone, I was playing ball at 12:30 am until about 3:00 in FREEZING cold weather. I was definitely ready to be at home in a warm bed by the time the night was over. My next week was a little better but with that said my batting average was still 000 after the first two weeks… haha..! Things improved greatly after that and “Coach” even commented that they are going to miss me at the next couple games. Of course I too am going t miss playing these last few games..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2QbRTteJI/AAAAAAAAA8w/REK-56rESRA/s1600-h/IMG_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349590730562959506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2QbRTteJI/AAAAAAAAA8w/REK-56rESRA/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I wasn’t playing ball I also enjoyed watching the guys games. Each week I made it to at least a couple of the games, if not all of them. The first couple weeks I was only able to make it to the late games since I had BSF (Bible Study Fellowship)… nothing like showing up at the ball field at 9:30 pm. But these last couple week I spent all evening on Mondays cheering the guys on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sadly my season is over (at least with Faith). I am on my trip to the East Coast which means I miss out on all the rest of the games. Of course my last night in town was spent watching the Silver Team. Here are some pictures from that game… of course part of the fun of going is getting to visit with the other fans… Jen and the children showed up at this game to cheer daddy on..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349591226050225378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2Q4HJFJOI/AAAAAAAAA84/dWAG_vZK_64/s400/IMG_0410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-5074752833029088616?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/5074752833029088616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=5074752833029088616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/5074752833029088616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/5074752833029088616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/06/take-me-out-to-ball-park.html' title='Take me out to the ball park...'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Sj2RFr9WhCI/AAAAAAAAA9A/4Ot08aAQjUE/s72-c/IMG_0411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-4472528347232140328</id><published>2009-06-13T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:51:24.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and Changes...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am trying to get caught up on my blogging before I go on my big trip to the East Coast… which&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjSdGBoq8KI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ARFl7snvW7s/s1600-h/IMG_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347071384439419042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjSdGBoq8KI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ARFl7snvW7s/s200/IMG_0206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is on Tuesday so I only have a couple more days to go..! Yeah… I am actually on vacation NOW! When I got back from Argentina I pretty much jumped back into the business of life, especially since I started working within the first couple weeks. I think God had this tripped planned at the perfect timing because when I first got home I was not ready to take a break and relax after 2 ½ years on the mission field, nor was I emotionally stable enough to spend much time alone. So I am excited that I will have a week in Maine to not just visit with my long time friend Kristin, but also time to get into the Word and process everything. Then I get to &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjScdiuTpCI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/yv887Snw96A/s1600-h/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347070688946791458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjScdiuTpCI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/yv887Snw96A/s200/IMG_0222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spend two weeks travelling the northern states with my parents, which is my 30th birthday present and a trip we have been talking about doing for years. I will definitely have to post pictures of this trip and the beautiful scenery that we see along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job has been enjoyable in that I have been able to take the girls wherever I wan&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjScWsfdZBI/AAAAAAAAA8I/KIor42MO0nc/s1600-h/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347070571309786130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjScWsfdZBI/AAAAAAAAA8I/KIor42MO0nc/s200/IMG_0236.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t which &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjSb9sepsdI/AAAAAAAAA74/BYhM7eKTNGo/s1600-h/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;usually includes either going on walks out in nature, Thursday morning Bible study at church, or play dates with friends and family. Our most recent big outing was to Snoqualmie Falls… I decided to park at the bottom and see how far up the hill they were able to make it on their own. They did AMAZINGLY well and next time we go I’ll even leave the stroller in the car. They loved seeing the waterfall or “angel fall” as Amanda kept calling it. I enjoyed going to one of my favorite places and being paid to go there… and the girls had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347069664883619522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjSbh7yntsI/AAAAAAAAA7w/Zc8FKrYJDPc/s400/IMG_0212.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; The girls are just a little tired after hiking to the top..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjSaTisK99I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/r-j9s_YSpqM/s1600-h/IMG_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347068318115887058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjSaTisK99I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/r-j9s_YSpqM/s320/IMG_0140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I haven’t been working I have been busy catching up with people. Some I haven’t seen since last year when I snuck home for Christmas break… others I haven’t seen since before I went on my first trip to Argentina 6 years ago. It is amazing to think back over the changes in my life in these past six years. I can’t say that it was anything I ever would have planned, but I wouldn’t change it for anything. God has taught me so much and challenged me in ways I never expected. To be honest the transition “home” to the states is so much harder than the transition to Argentina. One would think it would be opposite since I grew up here and all my family is here, but God has given me a heart for the Argentines and their culture. I still don’t have any easy answers on what is next in my life. I know God could make things work either way but my &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjSaaRhKI8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/gsNttxZZ5ds/s1600-h/IMG_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347068433765376962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjSaaRhKI8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/gsNttxZZ5ds/s320/IMG_0272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;main desire is to glorify Him wherever He has me. One of my highlights of being home is being able to get together with friends and family and see what God is doing in their lives as well. I have had the privilege of talking to many of the youth that I worked with at Faith Baptist for over 5 years and hear about their missions trips that they have taken or are in the process of taking. How exciting it is to see these girls have a passion for God and know that God has allowed me to be a part of their life and encourage them during their teen years. I’ve also been able to get together with many of my friends as their lives change drastically whether it is from getting married or having children. Many people question whether or not Facebook is a good site or a waste of time but for me it has helped me incredibly in this transitional time. God used it as a way for me to reconnect with so many friends from my past and keep in touch with those in Argentina… though Skype has been another lifesaver for keeping in touch too. (Too bad I didn’t figure out this skype thing until I returned HOME from the mission field…)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347068780795448738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjSaueTkzaI/AAAAAAAAA7o/eQXJ-vKwvL8/s400/IMG_0256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spending time with friends I haven't seen in about 7 years... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my how they grow up... but they still love me...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-4472528347232140328?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/4472528347232140328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=4472528347232140328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/4472528347232140328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/4472528347232140328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-and-changes.html' title='Life and Changes...!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjSdGBoq8KI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ARFl7snvW7s/s72-c/IMG_0206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-3001556987310596974</id><published>2009-06-13T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T21:03:24.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Weddings... 1 Day..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Saturday I ended up having two weddings. I have had many weddings to attend in my lifetime and many have been on the same day. But this was the first time that I actually went to two on the same day. Not only was it a lot of fun to catch up with people that I haven’t seen since I got home... it was also a lot of fun to watch these couples form and commit their lives to one another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first wedding was Katie and Tim… all I got to say is that I am so glad that I was able to return from Argentina in time to see Katie get married. She was one of my best friends in high school and it was so neat to see her stand up on the stage just glowing. The last couple weeks at BSF you could tell when Tim walked in the room because Katie’s face would just light up. Their wedding was very classy, which fits Katie’s personality and full of surprises, which fits Tim’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally married and escaping..! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346969564609199202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjRAfVNbPGI/AAAAAAAAA6w/7BtI1IbKRZs/s400/IMG_0159.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The first “surprise” as husband and wife… the escape HELICOPTER..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Katie’s wedding just in time to race over to Emily Jacobsen and Brian Williams wedding. Thankfully the churches were only a couple miles apart. I am excited to see what God is going to do in their lives as they devote themselves completely to His plan for them. The party ended up lasting until around 11:00 pm with dancing and everything. Of course that is the time most weddings in Argentina even begin… though I have to say that I was pretty tired after 8 hours of weddings and partying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346969869674324738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjRAxFqnowI/AAAAAAAAA7A/LB9-eWyaWmE/s400/IMG_0171.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brian and Emily… enjoying the cake. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346969570279916594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjRAfqVbhDI/AAAAAAAAA64/ESwlSHaLpRg/s400/IMG_0166.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I spent the day catching up with my girls… and other church members. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346969876041201570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjRAxdYmd6I/AAAAAAAAA7I/ZlOVDT6bJPw/s400/IMG_0178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Posing with the Bride… as pretty as could be..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346969875158557714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjRAxaGKZBI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/2ykG8Lj7fTE/s400/IMG_0192.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Future couples at faith… starting young… Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-3001556987310596974?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/3001556987310596974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=3001556987310596974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/3001556987310596974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/3001556987310596974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/06/2-weddings-1-day.html' title='2 Weddings... 1 Day..!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SjRAfVNbPGI/AAAAAAAAA6w/7BtI1IbKRZs/s72-c/IMG_0159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-7141849083622263166</id><published>2009-06-09T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:12:05.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snoqualmie Falls... Finally home!</title><content type='html'>On May 30th I finally made it out to Snoqualmie Falls for the first time since I got home. This is &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Si9LUm30ONI/AAAAAAAAA5w/qTLvUfdh-oI/s1600-h/IMG_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345574100116191442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Si9LUm30ONI/AAAAAAAAA5w/qTLvUfdh-oI/s320/IMG_0232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the place where I go to get away from it all and be with God. There is something about listening to the waterfall that brings me peace. All in all, it was a great time to not just get a workout but to spend time reflecting on life. I decided to park at the bottom so I wouldn't have to carry my Bible up and down the hill... but I then ended up walking up two times to make it a real workout. I was shocked that I was not only able to climb it in 10 minutes but did it with very minimal effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the second hike down I spent some time sitting on the rocks reading my Bible. The passage that really spoke to me was Psalm 143... you read it if you want to see what my cry to God was that day.   I love the Psalms as many times it reflects my own thoughts and prayers to God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576385701041922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Si9NZpVtVwI/AAAAAAAAA6I/WWo_Ek8UtGQ/s400/IMG_0222.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;During this time I also wrote a poem to express what I've been thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In My Father's Arms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By Kristin Finnestad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my Father's arms I want to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stand with my arms raised up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting for Him to reach down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I can see His face close-up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to lay my head to rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I'm cradled in His arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I can feel his loving heart beat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As my fears He alones disarms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to know I'm safe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From the enemies brutal attack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knowing I'll be protected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fot it is God who has my back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to see what He sees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I'm raised up so high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that to my own selfish desires&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can finally desire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to hear as He does&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The prayer of the hurting souls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To learn not to judge others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So they can feel a love that flows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to gaze up Him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As everything else fades away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in these loving arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always want to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576391424973442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Si9NZ-qZmoI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/nbqxvnrcAjk/s400/IMG_0235.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6437094763440149917-7141849083622263166?l=la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/feeds/7141849083622263166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6437094763440149917&amp;postID=7141849083622263166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7141849083622263166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6437094763440149917/posts/default/7141849083622263166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://la-kris-in-argentina.blogspot.com/2009/06/snoqualmie-falls-finally-home.html' title='Snoqualmie Falls... Finally home!'/><author><name>.  La Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05749474510231071566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/SfJ9SdZv6VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2JelKh2XjMI/S220/Kristin.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Si9LUm30ONI/AAAAAAAAA5w/qTLvUfdh-oI/s72-c/IMG_0232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6437094763440149917.post-1604371212581789319</id><published>2009-06-09T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T22:20:50.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out in the wild... with Amanda and Elizabeth</title><content type='html'>On May 29 I had my first big outting with Amanda and Elizabeth. I have already done a couple play dates, story time at the library and even playing at the toys in the mall... but this was the first time to venture out into a public setting all day long. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345564047548927282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lC2ZD500ypo/Si9CLeJAzTI/AAAAAAAAA5o/KfCkLrWyXOk/s400/IMG_0189.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So where did we go??? Did you guess by the picture? We went to the Northwest Trek. My sister has a season pass to Northwest trek and Point Defiance zoo so we hooked up with the neighbor and spent the day looking at the animals. I am sure we are going to go many more times in the months to come... sooooooooo if you want to tag along with me 
