<?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-784656546994385614</id><updated>2012-02-05T20:32:57.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More than Enough</title><subtitle type='html'>When I look at our life I'm reminded that God gives us More than Enough</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784656546994385614/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13064369207309819311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMKtlNqGt0M/Twi87pxwTcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uzAWr4K47wU/s220/IMG_3969.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784656546994385614.post-4845157599497466335</id><published>2012-02-05T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T12:48:34.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Point</title><content type='html'>Well we are more than 1/2 way done with our training!&amp;nbsp; We have 2 more evenings (this Monday and Tuesday) and we'll be DONE!&amp;nbsp; Then on to our home study and writeup.&amp;nbsp; We still have about 3 more things to do on our "list," but hoping to get those done this week and next.&amp;nbsp; As you saw in my last post, our health/safety inspection was delayed because of our backyard renovation.&amp;nbsp; But, now that the yard is pretty much done, we should be able to schedule it next week.&amp;nbsp; For those that are not on facebook or haven't seen it...here is what is looks like now: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3qPRSD9Vygk/Ty7YkGdklEI/AAAAAAAAACA/Q6iN6kWUo5M/s1600/pebbles2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" sda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3qPRSD9Vygk/Ty7YkGdklEI/AAAAAAAAACA/Q6iN6kWUo5M/s200/pebbles2.JPG" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;flagstone rock with Mexican beach pebbles in between&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We want to put in some plants, but&amp;nbsp;that might not happen right away.&amp;nbsp; So other than some cleanup, it is pretty much done!&amp;nbsp; Dave's friend, AJ, and a few&amp;nbsp;of his guys did a great job...I love how unique it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So at yesterday's training we were asked what I think is our hardest question&amp;nbsp;yet - "What is my breaking point?"&amp;nbsp; Among other things, the person presenting, Lisa, is in charge of what&amp;nbsp;are called "placement breakdowns."&amp;nbsp; This&amp;nbsp;means that a family gets a placement and something happens that makes the adults say "that's enough, these kids need to leave."&amp;nbsp; Which means, after the trauma and craziness that has already happened in these kids' lives, they are once again moved to a different foster family who can hopefully "handle" them.&amp;nbsp; From her&amp;nbsp;questions and obvious frustration (rightfully so), this apparently happens more than I'd like to think.&amp;nbsp; I know we haven't had any kids yet and have no idea what it's actually like, but this is so frustrating to think about.&amp;nbsp; I know there are situations where it's completely understandable and better for the kids if they are moved, but I don't get it.&amp;nbsp; Isn't this what you sign up for when you take kids into your home?&amp;nbsp; So, Lisa's point in asking everyone this question is that we would truly figure out what "type" of behaviors or kids that we would not be able to foster.&amp;nbsp; That way, when they are placing children in your home, they can find ones that are the best fit for your family and in doing this will hopefully prevent a placement breakdown.&amp;nbsp; Lisa said the top 2 answers were physical aggression and acting out sexually.&amp;nbsp; In our group, some of the answers were aggression towards animals, threatening the lives of other people in the family, and kids with special needs.&amp;nbsp; Our answer was nothing.&amp;nbsp; Lisa didn't like that.&amp;nbsp; She said there has been too many times where people have sat in our chairs and said "there is no kid I can't foster," and then the next thing she knows they are calling her with a breakdown.&amp;nbsp; So she pushed us...as she should.&amp;nbsp; She said things like "what if they hurt your pets? what if they wipe feces on the walls? what if they are autistic? have downs syndrome? what if they act out sexually towards me (that one was directed toward Dave)?"&amp;nbsp; As I listened to her questions, of course I wanted to say "no thank you to all of those."&amp;nbsp; (Thinking of a kid hurting, or even killing, Clark or Roxy...are you kidding me??&amp;nbsp; I'm tearing up just thinking about it.)&amp;nbsp; Dave's response, of course, was "bring it on."&amp;nbsp; But isn't that stupid of us??&amp;nbsp; Shouldn't we set boundaries??&amp;nbsp; This is where I'm at today and I need your prayers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know we are starting out and it would be smart of us to start with "easy" kids, but I feel guilty setting boundaries.&amp;nbsp; I feel like that is me not trusting that God will give us the right kids, and a situation that we can handle.&amp;nbsp; I feel like it's not fair that we get to "pick" our kids.&amp;nbsp; When you have biological kids you don't get to pick if your kids will have certain behaviors or disabilities.&amp;nbsp; You have no idea if they will grow up to be physically aggressive, or sexually active at a young age, or autistic, or defiant, or whiney.&amp;nbsp; And you certainly can't call someone with your biological kids and say "these aren't really working for our family, can I have different ones?"&amp;nbsp; So why should I get to pick?&amp;nbsp; Of course when you have biological kids you do choose the environment they grow up in and the care that you give them, so in that sense your kids are not "as likely" to have some of these behaviors that foster kids might have.&amp;nbsp; But God did not choose for us to have biological kids, right now.&amp;nbsp; So if we are trusting that His plan is good, then what do our boundaries look like?&amp;nbsp; Isn't that saying "ok God, I'll go down this path you are asking me to walk, but only to a certain point."&amp;nbsp; I understand that God probably isn't asking us to put ourselves on the altar for foster kids, but how do I know what we can and can't handle?&amp;nbsp; I want to be&amp;nbsp;honest with myself so that we don't bring more trauma to a kid whose already been&amp;nbsp;through so much.&amp;nbsp; I know Dave and I are committed to that,&amp;nbsp;so I want to be realistic.&amp;nbsp; But I&amp;nbsp;also know that we can probably&amp;nbsp;"handle" more than some just because of my&amp;nbsp;experience&amp;nbsp;in working with special needs kids and Dave's willingness to handle&amp;nbsp;any situation God gives him.&amp;nbsp; So if God has equipped us with these abilities, shouldn't we use them?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I honestly don't know what to do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For now, although I know Dave would be open to anyone and everyone (and I love him for that), I think we will set an age boundary of 0-10.&amp;nbsp; Even with that - do we know anyone with kids above the age of 5ish that&amp;nbsp;could support us?&amp;nbsp; One of my friends that does foster care says that when you get babies the "stuff" pours in (clothes, diapers, food, gear, etc.), but as the age of kids you get gets&amp;nbsp;older, the less stuff you get from your community.&amp;nbsp; Which sort of makes sense -&amp;nbsp;the majority of our friends don't have "stuff" for 10 year olds.&amp;nbsp; So does it make sense to walk into something&amp;nbsp;knowing that we will need support and&amp;nbsp;probably not receive it?&amp;nbsp; Or, again, do we just trust that God will provide and not give us something that we can't handle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So...please pray for us as we&amp;nbsp;think about and decide other boundaries that we might need to set, such as level of care&amp;nbsp;(there are 4 levels of care based on the needs of the child...starting with basic, then moderate, etc.).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After talking with&amp;nbsp;the same friend, I think I've decided that boundaries are good.&amp;nbsp; As she said - "boundaries are good in all areas of your life, so why not foster care?"&amp;nbsp; But I still struggle with&amp;nbsp;feeling guilty about it, and mainly because it seems like I'm not trusting God if I set boundaries for us.&amp;nbsp; I think I need to let that go.&amp;nbsp; I think that is a pride issue, saying/thinking that&amp;nbsp;I can do anything.&amp;nbsp; I know pride is going to be a slippery slope as we walk down this road of&amp;nbsp;sacrifice, and I know I need to keep that in check.&amp;nbsp; I think I need to learn that it's okay to not be "open" to&amp;nbsp;any kid right now.&amp;nbsp; I think it's okay to start out with "easy" kids&amp;nbsp;with the intention of growing and being able to take on&amp;nbsp;older and more difficult kids as we gain experience.&amp;nbsp; And when we get&amp;nbsp;calls for kids&amp;nbsp;that are pushing our boundaries, I know I need to learn how to say "no."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know I have so much to learn, I just hope that it's not at the expense of the kids.&amp;nbsp; Again, I'm just&amp;nbsp;praying and trusting that God's plan&amp;nbsp;IS good for us and He will bring the right kids into our home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784656546994385614-4845157599497466335?l=theblevinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4845157599497466335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/2012/02/breaking-point.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784656546994385614/posts/default/4845157599497466335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784656546994385614/posts/default/4845157599497466335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/2012/02/breaking-point.html' title='Breaking Point'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13064369207309819311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMKtlNqGt0M/Twi87pxwTcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uzAWr4K47wU/s220/IMG_3969.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3qPRSD9Vygk/Ty7YkGdklEI/AAAAAAAAACA/Q6iN6kWUo5M/s72-c/pebbles2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784656546994385614.post-6501032682406402855</id><published>2012-01-24T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T19:02:27.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is "nesting?"</title><content type='html'>A good friend&amp;nbsp;that read my last post said what I was doing was called "nesting."&amp;nbsp; Maybe it's different because we are getting foster kids, but maybe it's not.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I came home to this today and I have just&amp;nbsp;one question..."WHO is doing the nesting around here??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gK9dcCGeuTM/Tx9kKHelQFI/AAAAAAAAABo/mnJD9eMawIQ/s1600/yard.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gK9dcCGeuTM/Tx9kKHelQFI/AAAAAAAAABo/mnJD9eMawIQ/s200/yard.JPG" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's my hot, strong husband in the red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Is this normally what husbands do a month before your kids arrive??&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just jokes.&amp;nbsp; Apparently a pipe busted on Monday when we happened to have a friend over who is going to fix our retaining wall.&amp;nbsp; When it rains it pours, right?&amp;nbsp; So our entire backyard is currently in shambles...very muddy shambles right now as it is literally pouring outside.&amp;nbsp; We were actually wanting to take up the concrete deck and put something new in...we just weren't thinking it would be this soon.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, we will be holding of on our health and safety inspection until we have a functional backyard :)&amp;nbsp; It also means that my hopes of decorating a nursery is definitely getting squashed.&amp;nbsp; Something tells me this is God showing me His control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;On a side note -&amp;nbsp;another funny story.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't find my keys this morning when leaving&amp;nbsp;for work and had looked everywhere.&amp;nbsp; Finally I remembered throwing an apple core in our garage trash can when I came home from work yesterday&amp;nbsp;and sure enough, there they were.&amp;nbsp; That's not really the funny part.&amp;nbsp; This is not the first time I've thrown my keys away when throwing something else in the trash.&amp;nbsp; Only last time it was much worse because it was down our apartment trash chute...at 5 in the morning...a very cold morning I might add.&amp;nbsp; You see before we&amp;nbsp;lived in our house, we lived in an apartment = taking the dog out every morning as soon as you wake up.&amp;nbsp; So, being not quite awake, I hook Roxy up to the leash, grab my keys, and the trash bag sitting outside our door.&amp;nbsp; I throw the trash down the chute and walk Roxy downstairs and out the door to the grassy&amp;nbsp;area so she can potty.&amp;nbsp; We come trotting back and I realize I&amp;nbsp;don't have my&amp;nbsp;keys.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That's when I realized I must have dropped them down the chute and now cannot get back into the building.&amp;nbsp; I decided to wait a few minutes&amp;nbsp;for someone to come out, but&amp;nbsp;quickly realized no one gets up that early in our building apparently.&amp;nbsp; So I decided I had no other choice but to jump in the dumpster and search for my keys.&amp;nbsp; It was awful people, truly awful.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I will not describe the stuff I had to dig through...truly awful.&amp;nbsp; LUCKILY this particular trash chute opened up to 2 dumpsters, so I not only had the joy of&amp;nbsp;searching&amp;nbsp;through one...it was like a daily double!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My lucky day, right?&amp;nbsp; So&amp;nbsp;I'd search for about 10 minutes, get frustrated, sit by the door and cry for a few minutes (meanwhile Roxy has no idea what is going on and is licking my&amp;nbsp;tears away), then&amp;nbsp;jump back in and look some more.&amp;nbsp; After about 30&amp;nbsp;minutes of that,&amp;nbsp;I hear the door open while I'm in one of&amp;nbsp;the dumpsters, covered in trash mind you.&amp;nbsp; So I jump up and yell "wait!!"&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;climb out of the dumpster and start&amp;nbsp;crying as I'm&amp;nbsp;trying to explain to this poor Hispanic man that doesn't speak good English.&amp;nbsp; Luckily he understood enough (or felt sorry for me, or just wanted to get away from the crazy girl in the dumpster) and let&amp;nbsp;me&amp;nbsp;in.&amp;nbsp; So now, it's about 5:30ish and I go upstairs to our&amp;nbsp;apartment to bang on the&amp;nbsp;door to try to wake Dave up.&amp;nbsp; My sweet husband opens the door, still groggy of course, and I just burst into tears...again.&amp;nbsp; He&amp;nbsp;was so worried that something terrible happened&amp;nbsp;and I couldn't get any words out to tell him it was just my keys.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So...after calming down we both go downstairs to continue looking and we decide that&amp;nbsp;to do a thorough look we have to empty everything out of the dumpsters.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After not finding it in the first dumpster (of&amp;nbsp;course..it's always in the second dumpster, right??), we begin emptying the second.&amp;nbsp; We pull this small to medium size Christmas tree out and we hear the sweet jingle jangle of my keys.&amp;nbsp; I had forgotten how sweet that sound was until this morning when I shook our garbage can and heard it again.&amp;nbsp; It made me happy.&amp;nbsp; I love it when you can look back on stories that were completely dreadful at the time, and laugh.&amp;nbsp; Now here are pictures of my snuggly dogs, who also make me&amp;nbsp;happy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TVXhT9skSnA/Tx9t9_5lDEI/AAAAAAAAABw/zpPbya5XKhY/s1600/roxy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TVXhT9skSnA/Tx9t9_5lDEI/AAAAAAAAABw/zpPbya5XKhY/s200/roxy.JPG" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the tear licker who is always concerned about us and where we are&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKgZvHYe2Jg/Tx9ud9Vy_yI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YzNz7MaEI2Y/s1600/clark.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKgZvHYe2Jg/Tx9ud9Vy_yI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YzNz7MaEI2Y/s200/clark.JPG" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the slow, soft, borderline creepy licker (think Marvin Gaye, "Let's Get it On"), &lt;br /&gt;who cares more about chasing bugs or lint than where we are....we sure do love him though!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; This is by far my most random post yet...thanks for listening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784656546994385614-6501032682406402855?l=theblevinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6501032682406402855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/who-is-nesting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784656546994385614/posts/default/6501032682406402855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784656546994385614/posts/default/6501032682406402855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/who-is-nesting.html' title='Who is &quot;nesting?&quot;'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13064369207309819311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMKtlNqGt0M/Twi87pxwTcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uzAWr4K47wU/s220/IMG_3969.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gK9dcCGeuTM/Tx9kKHelQFI/AAAAAAAAABo/mnJD9eMawIQ/s72-c/yard.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784656546994385614.post-2631531069463700728</id><published>2012-01-22T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T15:56:03.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expecting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;No, we are not pregnant...technically.&amp;nbsp; Just jokes.&amp;nbsp; I really do not consider myself pregnant in any sense, although I do feel as though we are expecting kids.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;don't know what&amp;nbsp;it's like to have a baby growing inside of you and be "expecting," but lately I've been wondering if the emotional side is anything like what I'm feeling.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When you get pregnant, you have roughly 9 months to "expect" your baby and, for the most part, you know&amp;nbsp;pretty much&amp;nbsp;what they will need.&amp;nbsp; Although some people choose not to know the sex of the baby, you do know that they will be a day 1 old infant.&amp;nbsp; So with that you know that they will need things like...a crib and/or a pack n' play, changing table, infant clothes, infant diapers, infant car seat, stroller, etc....I'm sure you moms out there could add to that list.&amp;nbsp; With us it's a little different...as I'm finding out more and more, 'different' is going to be our norm.&amp;nbsp; Instead of 9 months, we will have had about 4.&amp;nbsp; Are we 'expecting' a toddler? an infant? a school age kid? a boy? a girl? will they have behavior issues (I guess you could say, what kid doesn't?)?&amp;nbsp; will they have learning issues?&amp;nbsp; This has been challening for me as I am a person who likes to know and to have a plan.&amp;nbsp; I am one who would definitely find out the sex of the baby.&amp;nbsp; It would make me feel more prepared.&amp;nbsp; I don't feel at all prepared for the kids that are coming.&amp;nbsp; I know I need to let that go because God will prepare us and our home, but it isn't easy.&amp;nbsp; All of a sudden I feel this urge, or need, to prepare a nursery, or buy a kitchen table that's been on our "wish list" since we moved in, or get new carpet before the kids come...the list goes on.&amp;nbsp; I wonder if this is what you do when you are "expecting" or if it's my way of trying to prepare for something that is so ambiguous.&amp;nbsp; Either way, I&amp;nbsp;know&amp;nbsp;it's definitely something I need to work on.&amp;nbsp; These kids don't need a house with new carpet.&amp;nbsp; Or a perfectly set up room with newly painted walls (they probably won't even mind that we have popcorn ceilings).&amp;nbsp; Or even a kitchen table to eat on (yes, we do have a dining table...we would not be sitting on the floor to eat).&amp;nbsp; These kids need something way more important.&amp;nbsp; They need love.&amp;nbsp; They need Jesus.&amp;nbsp; They need&amp;nbsp;consistancy.&amp;nbsp; They need structure.&amp;nbsp; They need care.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;None of these things cost money or take any amount of preparation....other than lots of prayer :)&amp;nbsp; When I remind myself of this I feel&amp;nbsp;more prepared.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...our agency does require a tad more..as they should.&amp;nbsp; Since&amp;nbsp;about mid-December&amp;nbsp;we have been filling out&amp;nbsp;paperwork, gathering documents, getting&amp;nbsp;our house inspected, etc.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Here are a few things that are on "the list":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a 2-part survey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;23 page application with essay questions and scenarios...here is what helped me get through that:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1P23RXS8vS8/TxyTiJ2-scI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Gqp13cp61hA/s1600/wine.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1P23RXS8vS8/TxyTiJ2-scI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Gqp13cp61hA/s200/wine.JPG" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;just jokes, it wasn't that bad&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;﻿copies of things like driver licenses, social security cards, marriage certificate, pay stubs, pet vaccinations, insurance cards (health and car), and diplomas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a floor plan (have you every made a floor plan of your house?&amp;nbsp; it's not so easy...or at least it wasn't for me)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a fire escape plan...here is a picture of ours...i'm quite proud of it:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8V1T0LQoN8U/TxyR1sR1zsI/AAAAAAAAABI/jsw87cFVbIY/s1600/fireplan.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8V1T0LQoN8U/TxyR1sR1zsI/AAAAAAAAABI/jsw87cFVbIY/s200/fireplan.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes i measured every room, hallway, and closet&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;house photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;registered dogs with the city&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿fire inspection (thank goodness for foster kids...apparently we only had 1 working smoke detector in our house...see, they are blessing us already!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l7OIsM0fwyA/TxyVXutRDnI/AAAAAAAAABY/UWTWVMSvtmQ/s1600/fire+safety.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l7OIsM0fwyA/TxyVXutRDnI/AAAAAAAAABY/UWTWVMSvtmQ/s200/fire+safety.JPG" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;what we needed for our house to be "fire safe"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0GxzBsDfnsM/TxyV-dSe6_I/AAAAAAAAABg/vNDzFPsy7YI/s1600/christmas+decor.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0GxzBsDfnsM/TxyV-dSe6_I/AAAAAAAAABg/vNDzFPsy7YI/s200/christmas+decor.JPG" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;couldn't pass up the "after-Christmas sale isle"...score!!﻿&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So, that bring us pretty much up to date.&amp;nbsp; We have a few more things left on the list including a health inspection (hopefully will be done this week or next), disaster plan, fingerprints, physicals, and TB tests.&amp;nbsp; Our first training is this coming Saturday.&amp;nbsp; We'll go all day for 2 Saturdays in a row, as well as 2 Monday evenings and 2 Tuesday evenings.&amp;nbsp; By February 7th we should have everything done on our end to be "prepared" for kids.&amp;nbsp; Our agency will still need to do our homestudy and writeup before we are "open."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing - thank you for all your kind words and prayers about my last post.&amp;nbsp; I really feel like&amp;nbsp;our family and friends are&amp;nbsp;walking this road with us as they support us and pray for us.&amp;nbsp; It's definitely appreciated, so thank you.&amp;nbsp; Again, my hope for this&amp;nbsp;blog is&amp;nbsp;just to keep you all informed on what is going on and how God is working in our lives.&amp;nbsp; I hope that people will look at our story and see God and just how amazing HE is.&amp;nbsp; We are so excited to continue walking down this path He has laid&amp;nbsp;for us!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784656546994385614-2631531069463700728?l=theblevinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2631531069463700728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/expecting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784656546994385614/posts/default/2631531069463700728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784656546994385614/posts/default/2631531069463700728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/expecting.html' title='Expecting'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13064369207309819311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMKtlNqGt0M/Twi87pxwTcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uzAWr4K47wU/s220/IMG_3969.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1P23RXS8vS8/TxyTiJ2-scI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Gqp13cp61hA/s72-c/wine.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784656546994385614.post-6783077395396748091</id><published>2012-01-11T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T23:00:30.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>our story and what you can do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I thought it would be appropriate to start with "our story" to give people a little insight into how we got where we are now - which is getting ready to be foster parents for those that may not know. It has not been the easiest road and I know it will only get harder, but we are SO incredibly thankful for where God has taken us and excited to walk in this with Him.&amp;nbsp; Oh and get comfortable - this is a long one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it started about a year ago when we decided we wanted to start a family.&amp;nbsp; We tried for several months and soon came to realize that maybe God had other plans for us.&amp;nbsp; This was extremely hard for me, Kristy, to accept.&amp;nbsp; I didn't understand why it was so easy for others and why God would choose not to "bless" us in that way.&amp;nbsp; One of our close friends were doing foster care during this time and although I was aware of this option, I never imagined us going down THAT&amp;nbsp;road.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To be honest, I never thought I would be content without a biological child.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Throughout our 10 or so months of&amp;nbsp;"trying" I had feelings like - "I'll&amp;nbsp;miss out on stuff that you can't have with foster/adoptive kids (pregnancy,&amp;nbsp;baby showers, sonograms, the day you find out what you are having,&amp;nbsp;giving birth, etc.)", "what will&amp;nbsp;people think?", "people won't look at us like&amp;nbsp;'real' parents," "people will think that we settled for&amp;nbsp;adoption."&amp;nbsp; All these thoughts had such a hold on my heart, and now I'm almost ashamed to say them.&amp;nbsp; Then something cool happened - God changed my heart.&amp;nbsp; Each month we didn't get pregnant, I could feel those thoughts and feelings loosen and not really matter all that much.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Through scripture, prayer, my sweet husband, and friends, God showed me that those things aren't important.&amp;nbsp; I've learned so many things throughout this process.&amp;nbsp; I've&amp;nbsp;realized that God's plan is soverign and He knows me better than I know&amp;nbsp;myself.&amp;nbsp; That&amp;nbsp;only God can make your heart content.&amp;nbsp; That it's not about me and what I want for our family - it's about serving God.&amp;nbsp; That "our" kids will not be "ours" whether they are biological or adopted...they belong to God. That you have to find joy in the&amp;nbsp;plans that God has laid out for your&amp;nbsp;life, even if it's not what you want or expected.&amp;nbsp; And that you can and should figure out a way to turn your disappointment into a blessing.&amp;nbsp; We truly feel blessed that&amp;nbsp;we are able to serve God in this way and take care of the fatherless.&amp;nbsp; I would have never&amp;nbsp;expected to&amp;nbsp;feel this way a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&amp;nbsp;-&amp;nbsp;after about 10 or so months of trying we decided that we are not going to&amp;nbsp;take "expensive" or "drastic" measure to try to get pregnant.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We realized that we just wanted a family - it didn't matter where they came from.&amp;nbsp; We were invited to attend an adoption conference in October (I think) where our eyes and ears&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;hearts became open to adoption.&amp;nbsp; We actually started out thinking we would do international or domestic adoption.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I remember thinking "fostering is just too scary and sad."&amp;nbsp; International/domestic adoptin felt "safe" and "easier."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Umm&amp;nbsp;hello&amp;nbsp;- hadn't I learned anything through all of this??&amp;nbsp; God doesn't usally ask us to do the "easy"&amp;nbsp;or "safe" things, does He?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One of my friends said "if your life is easy, you're probably&amp;nbsp;not doing the right thing."&amp;nbsp; So after&amp;nbsp;dinner and discussion with this said friend and her husband (who now&amp;nbsp;are on their 3rd placement of foster kids and have adopted a beautiful baby boy...check out&amp;nbsp;God's AMAZING story for this boy &lt;a href="http://rachslife-rachel.blogspot.com/2010/10/god-is-my-salvation.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), God fully loosened those strongholds that were on my heart and gave me a DESIRE to be a foster parent.&amp;nbsp; Crazy, huh?&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.esvbible.org/Psalm+37.4/" target="_blank"&gt;Psalm 37:4&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;had a new meaning.&amp;nbsp; These were certainly not my desires when we started on this journey, but God gave them to me.&amp;nbsp; What a blessing!&amp;nbsp; I remember Dave and I also thinking "how can we not?"&amp;nbsp; Our eyes had been opened to the need and we were reminded and made more aware of God's calling for everyone to "look after orphans."&amp;nbsp; We realize that everyone is not called to adopt or foster, but we do believe that everyone is called to care for the fatherless in some way.&amp;nbsp; We are just thankful that God has given us this opportunity to serve Him in this way.&amp;nbsp; And don't get me wrong, we are not doing it "all" correctly...by any means.&amp;nbsp; God calls us to do a lot of things and there are certainly areas where we need to do better.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that bring us pretty much to today.&amp;nbsp; We made the decision to move forward with foster care about 2 months ago and we've been trying to prepare our home and hearts for what comes next.&amp;nbsp; So what comes next you ask?&amp;nbsp; Well...after completing&amp;nbsp;our&amp;nbsp;"to do" list from our agency (more on that later) and each filling out our 29 page application (well actually&amp;nbsp;Dave has already done his and I have yet to start, although I set a '3-page-a-day' goal about a week ago), we will take training classes at the end of January/beginning of February.&amp;nbsp; Then, as far as I know, we will just have our homestudy (which can take a while, or so I've heard), until we are open for kids!&amp;nbsp;I'm expecting that we will have kids in our home around late&amp;nbsp;March-early April.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again - we are so thankful for "our story" which is really God's story that He graciously chose to include us on.&amp;nbsp; We know it's not going to be easy and although I talked a lot about&amp;nbsp;my changing of heart, I certainly still have days where I'm scared, nervous, anxious, fearful,&amp;nbsp;and sad.&amp;nbsp; But I know this is where we are supposed to be and I know God will carry us through.&amp;nbsp; I think we are mostly excited about loving kids who need love, God's love.&amp;nbsp; Sharing Jesus with them and showing them what a life with God can look like.&amp;nbsp; Every time I think of these things I think "wow! how lucky ARE we??"&amp;nbsp; I know there will days where I don't feel so "lucky," but I'm hoping the good days will outweigh the bad.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - what can you do?&amp;nbsp; Pray.&amp;nbsp; Please pray for us.&amp;nbsp; Pray for the kids that are coming.&amp;nbsp; Pray that God will give us the right words to say to make them feel welcome.&amp;nbsp; Pray that they will end up in a home that looks to Jesus...whether that be our home or someone else's.&amp;nbsp; Pray that God will prepare us for this journey.&amp;nbsp; Thank you so much for listening and being a part of this with us.&amp;nbsp; You are already helping just by praying.&amp;nbsp; We thank you for that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've caught you up to speed, I'm excited to share this journey with you!&amp;nbsp; Thanks for&amp;nbsp;reading - I know it was a long one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784656546994385614-6783077395396748091?l=theblevinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6783077395396748091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-story-and-what-you-can-do.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784656546994385614/posts/default/6783077395396748091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784656546994385614/posts/default/6783077395396748091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-story-and-what-you-can-do.html' title='our story and what you can do'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13064369207309819311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMKtlNqGt0M/Twi87pxwTcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uzAWr4K47wU/s220/IMG_3969.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-784656546994385614.post-5373925754709284568</id><published>2012-01-07T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T15:15:34.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mic check....is this thing on?</title><content type='html'>Hello out there! I've been contemplating writing a blog for a few months now and I'm finally going for it.&amp;nbsp; (Can you tell I'm someone who puts way too much thought into something??) I'm really excited about the idea of keeping everyone in the loop about what is going on with us and our family.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully that will actually be what I do and I can keep up with posting regularly.&amp;nbsp; I apologize now if that doesn't happen.&amp;nbsp; I also want to take this opportunity to apologize for my writing as I am not very good with words and sometimes am not clear with my thoughts.&amp;nbsp; I'm also hoping that this blog will help me with that and make me a better writer and thinker.&amp;nbsp; I know I have really enjoyed reading blogs of people that are going through a similar situation or have some kind of common interest.&amp;nbsp; I think blogging can be good for you and maybe a little therapeutic....although it comes no where close to praying and spending time in God's word if we are ranking them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so now you know my hopes and dreams for this blog.&amp;nbsp; I hope it's as fun for you as it is for me and you find it at least somewhat enjoyable.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully it will fall somewhere between the first thing you think about when you wake up ("will Kristy write a post today?? oh how I hope so!") and the thing you remember to check when you're bored out of your mind on your last day of being home sick with the flu for a week.&amp;nbsp; If so, then I will call it a job well done.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If you are lucky, you may even get to read guest posts from my wonderfuly wise husband Dave....and maybe on occasion posts from&amp;nbsp;our crazy, but loveable dogs, Roxy and Clark.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this month or 2 of thinking about writing a blog, I've had so many good "blogging opportunities."&amp;nbsp; Every time Dave asks me if I've started THE blog yet, I respond with "yep, it's all right up here" as I point to my head.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately I have a horrible memory.&amp;nbsp; So my first few posts may seem a little jumbled and out of order as I try to remember the things that got me excited about wanting to share our story.&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned for a post coming soon about what we are up to right now and where God is taking us in starting a family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/784656546994385614-5373925754709284568?l=theblevinsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5373925754709284568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/mic-checkis-this-thing-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784656546994385614/posts/default/5373925754709284568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/784656546994385614/posts/default/5373925754709284568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theblevinsblog.blogspot.com/2012/01/mic-checkis-this-thing-on.html' title='Mic check....is this thing on?'/><author><name>Kristy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13064369207309819311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JMKtlNqGt0M/Twi87pxwTcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uzAWr4K47wU/s220/IMG_3969.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
